At the age of flowers, every girl hides a colorful dream in her heart, which is full of enthusiasm and endless expectations. However, for every fiery day, there will be a day when the enthusiasm burns out and the illusion is shattered.
Once upon a time, I had endless visions for the future and endless enthusiasm for life. I believe that as long as I work hard, anything is possible, and my heart is so warm, like a burning flame that illuminates my world.
However, life is not always as I wish, and the cruelty of reality, like the cold wind of winter, ruthlessly blew out the fire in my heart. Disillusioned, I began to understand that life is not only about the good side, but also about endless hardships and frustrations.
My emotions began to be lost, the person I once loved was gone, and her friend, because of the pressure of life, drifted away. My heart was filled with loneliness and helplessness, and I began to question myself and the world.
The helplessness of life also made me feel pressure, the hardships of work, the triviality of life, made my heart begin to become heavy, I tried to struggle, tried to resist, but the residue of reality made me have nowhere to escape.
Again and again, again and again, my soul was deeply traumatized, I began to question my own worth, questioned my own existence, I did not understand, why the world was so cruel to me, why my life was so difficult.
However, even when the enthusiasm burned out, even if the soul was traumatized, I still did not give up. Because I'm a woman, I'm a tough woman. I understand that although life is full of hardships and setbacks, as long as there is love and dreams in the heart, it is possible to rekindle the flame of passion.
So, I chose to be brave in everything that life throws. I chose to accept the cruelty of reality, accept the emotional loss, accept the lack of relatives in life, and I began to re-examine myself and re-understand the world.