Was I born like a grass, so insignificant, so silently feeling your feelings. And you, Zimo, you are heaven, you are earth, you are my God. But you never notice me next to you and neglect me intentionally or unintentionally. Is it because my existence brings embarrassment to your life, brings embarrassment and memories full of contempt?
I don't know, I have no way of knowing.
Our destinies are so closely intertwined, but you were so stingy that you never gave me a warm hug or a caring look.
From the first step into your life when I was 5 years old, my life has been wrong, or from the moment I came into the world crying, my life has been wrong...