Life is too hasty, we grow old too quickly, we have no time to look back, and we have no time to look far away.
Reality is cruel, love is luxurious, and life is self-deprecating.
A certain woman boldly resigned on a late autumn or early winter day, and then went to Wuzhen, which she had always loved, to be baptized by the beautiful scenery. After coming back, she lived lazily for a few days, and then just started browsing the recruitment website. During this period, she had all kinds of mixed feelings and wanted to record them. I hope that one day I can look back and read them as a mood diary.