This is a record of the trivial aspects of life, but it is not a complaint; it is a self-created real-time diary method, but it is not a running account.
In fact, it is not difficult to have interest in life. When you record your life in words, it will be revealed between the lines of your words. When you read it again, you will suddenly find it, and it will definitely make you smile.
For me, who loves Taolu writing, the mysterious beauty of seeing flowers in the mist has a fatal attraction. I am very fond of ancient talented women such as Zhiyansai, Murasaki Shikibu, and Seishonagon whose real names have been obscured, leaving only pen names and pens that will be remembered for generations. It is more interesting and worth enjoying to speculate on the real life, talent, appearance, and value of these talented women through their respective works than reading suspense and mystery novels.
Not only do I like these bright petals under the historical sand, but I also hope to imitate them and add a flower to the branches. But try my best, all I can leave is a eloquent diary, which may not have much literary value.
However, you only need to do one thing well in your life. As long as I keep writing, one day I will have a masterpiece. This is one of my biggest goals in life.
This article is in the form of a real-time diary, and the real people and places involved are pseudonyms (except for scenic spots).
It starts casually and doesn't know when it will end. It's a real life plot and a way of honing the narrative of the text. If you keep reading, it may be boring, but if you click on it and browse, you may find it interesting.