A person has to walk a lot. The road Jiang Shuying walked was sometimes filled with roses in bloom, green mountains accompanying each other, and sometimes green trees. Everyone walked with her for a part of the way, and every part of the road was wonderful, but no one accompanied her all the way. Pity is the throbbing of youth, Xu Ye is a confidant and lover, and Jiang Yumian is a cherished relative. She is like an isolated island separated from the mainland, but there are flowers blooming on the isolated island. She is dazzling and lonely. She finally knew how to love herself if she loved others so much.
Intention: growth