Drunken Butterfly

I am an ordinary person who never admits that I am an outstanding person, and I am not outstanding in appearance. Just like ordinary people, they want to get married and have children. I remember once reading a passage that recorded something like this: There was a kid who was herding sheep and asked him why he was herding sheep. He said it was to find a wife. What he wanted to do with a wife, he said, was to have children. What is the purpose of giving birth to a baby? He said it is for raising children. Stocking for what? He said he wanted to find a wife for his baby. This forms a closed loop. I am not a cowherd boy, but I have also begun to yearn for love, but I almost became a corpse in that grave. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.