Share your choice experience and record your joys, sorrows and joys.
Let me tell you my story.
Time may weather memories, but it cannot erode words.
As for whether each step is right or wrong, you probably won't know until you are old enough.
Like a child playing with sand, I squeezed the sand in my hands hard, but didn't want it to flow away from my fingers;
I try my best to live my life, but I don't want those details to slip away in the busyness.
This is my original intention and only purpose in writing this.
But if you read it and feel it resonates with you or you should do something about it, that would be great.