That year when I came from the black land and saw you for the first time, I fought with you until I was covered in dirt and my arm was broken.
I cursed and ate the candied haws you bought, which was painful and sweet.
You gave me a set of math test papers for my birthday and told me that if I couldn't score 80 points, I should walk to school by myself.
I have read a sentence, "I was pregnant with clay, and when I met you, I turned into porcelain."
Intention: I could have endured the darkness, but I have seen the light