Ordinary Life

My life, an ordinary life, is equivalent to a diary. I write about my nostalgia. I do not deliberately or beautify it. I only record the most ordinary self. As long as I am alive, I will keep writing it until the end of my life. Maybe one day when I have too many words, I will print a physical book at my own expense. This can be regarded as the last trace to the world, proving that such an ordinary person has been in this world. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.