Youth is a word often used in compositions. As long as it is mentioned, people mostly think of enthusiasm, impulsiveness, heartiness and a dream that is both real and illusory.
For Xu Qing, youth in reality is just a period of time, a dark and humid rainy season that counts the days.
She was like a cold air ball, suddenly breaking into a warm dream, intersecting with the warm air ball, climbing, invading, and throwing herself into the flames, but it brought a long and downpour of rain.
When she came to her senses, she was still standing there alone.
At the junction of cold and warm, there is a cold front.
Concept: The story of self-redemption of "deformed children" born under Chinese education