I came across it when I was looking for a book in the library. Because the cover and paper were beautiful, I borrowed them and left them in the office for many days. I finally finished reading them on the train home last night. Yesterday afternoon, a student came to the office and sighed after seeing this book: the author of this book is gone. It suddenly occurred to me that the famous online blog I saw before seems to have a name "Yuan", which turned out to be the author of this book. On the five-hour train last night, I spent three hours reading through this beautiful book. Beautiful pictures, exquisite words, very in line with the background of a fashion editor. In today's "picture-reading era", this book should be said to be a good work. But such a person who loves life died young because of cancer. Her blog is now managed by her husband, and many netizens feel her love for life in her words and photos. Yuan Xiaojuan sighed before her death: Love life, love life. We love life, but we often ignore the premise of life-life. Health is the greatest gift given by life.