If others can write "A Story in the Mud" at the age of forty, then I can also write it to save myself. I wrote my "Pond Lotus" before my 38th birthday. The dream I had many years ago: I was trapped in a lotus pond, vomiting out silt. The voices in the distance were far and near, and I was hiding under the high and low lotus leaves. I was vomiting out my anger and grievances, eager to cover up and recover.
She is no longer the timid girl she was more than ten years ago, but her heart is still fragile. It is time to stand up on her own, return to the private land that has been empty for 18 years, and save herself through "writing".
Over the years, I have obtained the highest degree of education, got a decent job, married into a well-matched and well-off family, and had two children - this is perfection in the eyes of the world.
Those "emptiness", "loneliness" and "grievance" are blockages that cannot be explained to others.
Intention: Save yourself