A Grain of Dust in the River of Time

Someone once said that growing up means gradually accepting the fact that you're ordinary. At first, I didn't believe it. I thought I was so extraordinary, so different from everyone else. I kept using my little achievements or quirks to prove myself, to show that I wasn't like other people and get a brief sense of superiority. As I grew older and more mature, I realized that many things are hard to change through effort alone. In the end, we are but specks of dust in the tide of our times. When the wheels of history roll over us, we can only drift with the wind. We have no power to stop them, like a mantis trying to hold back a chariot.

The growth story of an ordinary person, and the tale of a young person in the twenty-first century.

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.