The cold wind blew, and the trees in the whole mountain trembled and cried. However, on the cliff of this mountain, there is a lonely pine tree. In the midst of difficulties, live high's glory. The cold wind can't blow it down because its roots are deeply rooted in the soil. Rooted in the pulse of rock, it has blazing power. Seeing it seems to see the shadow of Hong Zhanhui, the hero who took care of his unrelated sister and mentally retarded mother at the age of 12. I also wonder why he can make a loose gesture. It was he who rooted himself in love and responsibility and faced the wind and rain alone.

Pine trees on the cliff, I salute you.