Newcomer.
I haven't written an article for a long time. In order to urge myself to maintain the style of a literary and artistic youth, I started to go to a fixed place to sit down and sit down.
I would like to use this to commemorate my hurried and messy college life, and also use it as a complaint about my current outlook on life and the world.
I learned to walk: from then on I let myself run. I learned to fly and now I don't need to be pushed to move.
Now I am light, now I fly, now I see me below, now a god dances all over me.
——Thus said Zarathustra.