Sometimes I feel that we live in an unreal world. Everyone has drawn a strange blueprint for their future. In this blueprint, there is a familiar character. Because it is too familiar, I occasionally play this role. Who knows, as I continue to act, that character will really become you. Imaginary life is often like a train traveling in the opposite direction. You don't get what you want, but what you don't want comes. Yes, it's all imagination, but imagination has full certainty. You are sure that all this is fate, your destiny. Perhaps, since you were a fertilized egg, your destiny has been moving step by step according to the so-called fate track. That starting point is not only the seed of tragedy, but also the source of happiness. [PS: There is no logic. Just read the diary with the mentality of watching a Wong Kar-wai movie.