Su Lin, a smelly and hard stone, cannot bear spring dew or be dyed by autumn frost. All the children have embarked on the road of life, but she remains where she is, stubbornly stubborn. Eventually, after years of hard work, it breaks into pieces of stepping stones and can only be thrown on the roadside for others to step on an ordinary road.
Ze Er, there is no one softer than him. It is a pity that he has seen too many flowers in the world and mistakenly mistook stubborn stones for jade. Listening to the rain every day is not rain, looking at the clouds is seeing immortals. Looking back on the good dynasty, I lament that the young man only guarded the window, a light shining in the dark night.
——All I wish is that you have a boat when you travel far away, and a light when you walk alone.
——You are the light that brings me home
Intent: A story about growth and redemption.