Has the life of myself now become what I hated at the beginning? Is the ordinary life of neither sadness nor joy what the thirteen-year-old self expected? When I was a child, I wanted to grow up, but I had to grow up for many reasons. But after I grew up, I found that life is becoming more and more dull and lonely. People are always so contradictory. I want peace when I am entangled with others and want to regain the excitement of youth when I live a dull life. Life must go on, and those beautiful memories of youth are only suitable to be cherished and cherished in our hearts.