I often wonder what is the purpose of living in this life. My mother gave birth to me in her ten-month pregnancy, and then she slowly raised me up. Then came my long journey to school, primary school, junior high school, high school, and university, for sixteen years. Then I started looking for a job, socializing, and socializing. I also began to become worldly and hypocritical. I knew what to say to what kind of people and what to do. What should I not do? I am one person in front of others and another in front of others. This is who I am now. I don't know what I should do or what I am thinking. There is a book that once said that in a person's life, the most unclear person is himself. I don't know if it is right, but at least so far, it is true.