What wells up before tears is my courage. I have the ability to carry everything, fearless, brave, and resilient. I gradually realize that the truly important turning points in life often begin with a small act of perseverance, like the first wildflower breaking through the soil in spring, seemingly fragile but containing the message of the entire season. That first step taken with courage often becomes the starting point to rewrite the course of life. People praise courage, but can I love your crying heart? The step you tremble to take is not weakness, but the power of life accumulating to bloom. Just do something casually, let the gears of fate turn.