Just like when you were a child, you dreamed of having a little dress, a princess gown, or the love of your parents.
That dream lasted for many years, and every day you longed to have it.
But as you grew up, even if you were given a little dress, a princess gown, and the love of your parents; you would realize that it no longer meant as much to you.
Even if you possessed it, it seemed to lose its former meaning.
She always thought of herself as a small grass that wanted to lean on him, but now she understood, she could not always be a small grass.
Over the years, she had already grown from a weak little grass into a tree that could grow independently.
And the tree she imagined leaning on in her dreams was no longer the same tree as before.
This world changes every day, and the only thing that remains constant is change itself.
