We live in a vast universe, with cosmic dust and milky way light dust floating all over the sky, and we are even smaller than these. You don't know when life suddenly changes direction and falls into the darkness as thick as ink. You are dragged into the abyss by disappointment, you are drawn to the grave by illness, you are trampled to pieces by setbacks, you are laughed at, satirized, hated, resented and abandoned. However, we always keep hope in our hearts and our hearts that are unwilling to give up. We are still working hard in great despair. This feeling of not wanting to give up, they become little stars with boundless darkness. We are all little stars.
-Jing M.Guo's Tiny Times.