When You Feel Tired, No One Holds an Umbrella
About This Novel
I once thought that there would always be an umbrella on the road of life to protect me from wind and rain and catch my fatigue. Later I realized that some roads can only be walked alone; some are tired and can only be carried by oneself. Those tossing and turning in the middle of the night, those grievances that no one cares about, those moments when no one understands when you try your best, They all tell me: When I feel tired, no one will ever hold an umbrella. I wrote this book about my loneliness, regret, struggle and self-healing over the years. Not to please anyone, not to be recognized by anyone, just to write to myself who has been alone in the wind and rain for a long, long time. I hope that everyone who has endured hardship alone can find a little solace between the lines and reconcile with himself.
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