"I still want to live in a clean nursing home in the suburbs of Beijing when I grow old. The windowsills are filled with sunshine. No one will care about me, no one will love me, and no one will bother me. My little white shark and I, my dearest, fat and rude little white shark, will eventually become demented and will no longer fight. Just like that, we will die."
This is a story about dreams, love and life.
We look for something and work particularly hard when we are young. The result was already old before it was found. At this time, I unexpectedly encountered another thing. Suddenly, I stopped looking for it. In this way, life will be miserable.
The meaning of existence itself has already surpassed everything. We do many things in the name of happiness, but in the end all we achieve is just living.
Conception: