Sadness at Fingertips

I grew up in a palace and never saw my father. My low position in the palace is very strange. I am as humble as a palace maid, yet I am respected and bullied by others because of my special family background. My mother often said: "Wan'er, you were given to me by God. You must be strong. No matter what you encounter in the future, you must face it bravely." This sentence is deeply imprinted in my mind. Whenever late at night comes, I lie on the cold bed, and the bright moonlight shines on me. This sentence echoes in my ears, and my tears have already wet my quilt. I know that being strong is my destiny. If I am destined to die of old age in this cold palace, I must become the most dazzling star in this palace.