Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter.Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom,but we hope it,we know it.

• 有时我们的命运就像冬天里的一棵树：当时，谁会去想这棵果树的枝叶会再次变绿，开花，但我们一直怀有希望，并坚定着信念。