This day, ordinary and story-telling, everyone can rejoice in "this day" every year. This day, I was born to know, I defined. I give it the meaning of gratitude—the greatness of maternal love has always been my strength to move forward, and its light has always guided me forward. Being kind to people and cultivating virtue, I have also interpreted the appearance of family and friendship love, experienced what is the warmth and coldness of the world from the bits and pieces, and compared the sour, sweet and bitter taste. In a lifetime, everything that is accumulated and constructed by every second is not special or special. The key is whether your heart is pure, good, and tolerant. You like it, it's there, don't like it, it's there. You spend it at your disposal, you fill it and it is yours. Of course, I like what I like, or people or things. As you like this Forbidden City calendar, the text and historical pictures it marks have power. It needs no words, its existence is a voice, a wake-up call, a vow. Carla, will not forget, and neither will I. Affectionate is affectionate no matter how far away, and the greetings that fly by are stored. In short, this day was finally remembered. [Bump fist] [Bump fist]
