There was so much happiness and joy in the past, but now there is so much pain and hatred.
Until today, I didn't know how luxurious joy and happiness are to me today.
On my 21st birthday, I knew that I would never be happy in this life. I lost not only my closest relatives, but also family affection, friendship and trust.
I hate, so I have to work harder to live, I want to make the people who still love me happy, I want to make the people who hurt me cry at my feet.
I have never seen the road ahead of me so clearly. It is winding and full of thorns, but it is bright and clear. This is the road I have chosen, and I will go on, even if the road ahead is difficult.
I would like to dedicate this document to the 21-year-old who has passed away forever. I must always remember my responsibilities, my beliefs, my dreams, my love, and my hate.
Dad, I love you and will always be happy.