When people reach middle age, although they lose a lot of passion, they understand how to love themselves. Look at other people's youth, other people's twilight years. Think about life is actually a process, but I have forgotten the starting point. I never had the energy to write a diary, so I had the idea of writing one. When I look at my daily life, I find it is so dull and mediocre. Eat then eat, sleep then sleep. If you feel like you have nothing to remember, go and reminisce! But I found that the memories were already hazy.
After sorting out all the memories, only a few anecdotes of childhood and youth remain. In today's age where we don't believe in fairy tales, writing about childhood has lost its meaning, so just keep it in your heart and slowly reflect on and pick it up! However, I still wanted to do something in the boring days, so I had to take my youth out of my memory and write it into a simple text. To make up for all the regrets I had.
All stories are beautiful as long as they happen. Although monotonous; although ordinary and dull; although there is no happy ending! But I still think of the helplessness and loneliness of the past, as well as those people who briefly collided with me in my life.
Maybe you have experienced such a time, maybe you want to know about the process of working at that time, maybe you can find some answers here.
After publishing this book, I discovered that there were many typos and illogicalities. After all, this was my first time writing.
Conception: