Rebirth and Great Me

I had to write about Su Cen crossing this distance, breaking through societal constraints and shackles, reaching the other side of time and space, then grasping one hand—or perhaps two.,When the story reaches this point, its brilliance culminates, marking its completion. Any further depiction would only be superfluous.,In my mind’s eye is always a scene – an evening twilight at the school music building during perhaps my tumultuous final year of high school. On the top floor of the music building, in one of the practice rooms, a girl plays her violin against the backdrop of the setting sun; she creates beautiful melodies that encapsulate all joys and sorrows alike. I hope you could hear this music.。