That Disaster, That Summer

I opened the bits and pieces that I had written down, those joys and sorrows, those journeys that a person has walked, there have been winds and rains and rainbows, but with my own energy, I have been able to survive rain or shine. The sky is still raining, and my mood has become gloomy. Strange cities, strange people, everything is so strange. Family love is my only motivation. I am grateful to those who are honest with each other. With a grateful heart and helpless thoughts, I continue to move forward and work hard all the way. I can only do this, there is no other choice. It is said that the outside world is wonderful, but there is always a lot of helplessness in the wonderfulness; the joy that belongs to me has long been smoothed by the years, I can never find what belongs to me, and what does not belong to me always lingers around me; those clouds of the past have become tasteless to me; working in such a strange environment, I feel more depressed than ever before! Many things may not be worth recalling! But occasionally when I think of it, a smile still appears on the corner of my mouth, a little... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.