I always wanted to write something, but I have been busy running for life these years, and I have really forgotten my original love. It is rare to feel at ease, but there is always something missing in my heart. I am at a loss. I searched on the Internet and saw other people's stories. I was very pleased, happy, sad, and sad. This is the power of novels, so I regained my original intention and wrote about the past. It is nothing more than writing, which is the past in my memory! Hope you can be happy!