Thinking about every month, there are always some days when I am in a good mood, and some days when I am in a bad mood, and there are always good days and bad days. I also think that December is the month of the year, and it is like this month after month. I think it would be great if I could be happy every day, but then I think again, if I am happy every day, is happiness still happiness? Presumably only by tasting the bad taste can you realize the happiness brought by happiness... Sometimes I also wonder, why is life so bitter? I'm always waiting for someone to feed me a candy. Why can't I wait? Will life really be so bitter all the time?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
