She once fought with children on the street to eat, and was dragged to a corner and beaten by passers-by.
I also used to be humble and courteous to others, just for a piece of sour steamed bun.
In order to survive, she can give up her self-esteem. After all, everything is nothing in the face of survival.
She devoured the rats in the ruined temple and looked at the world around her blankly, thinking that this would be the end of her life.
Until she picked up that young man, who was charming, gentle and polite.
His appearance broke her world full of gloom and ushered in the dawn.
The boy opened his eyes in anticipation of her, and finally, the boy and his beloved were together.
The boy in her memory was getting further and further away from her. She smiled with relief and turned around to look back.
The young man in black clothes leaned under the tree,
He glanced at her lazily.
Intention: Don't hit the wall and don't look back