The color of youth moistens the earth, but the trees without love bear fruit without love. In that fleeting moment, the beauty and the ugliness are all gathered together, as if it is the sky, as if it is the earth, like flowers and trees, so that everyone can see it, and everyone can appreciate that it is no longer a miracle, that everything has been very long, old and distressed. "The boys in the liberal arts class just don't have courage and lack masculinity. Are we girls supposed to take the lead in leaving the classroom?" Wang Lan's words stimulated us male compatriots, so we, the "gentle" ones, chose to take the lead.
