I, Lin Yang, am just like one of the ordinary people on this endless street, struggling every day between two o'clock and one line, going to work and going home.
It is said that I am the same as ordinary people, but not the same. I have low self-esteem. The low self-esteem engraved in my bones makes me struggle to live in this world every day. I hope that time will disappear quickly, but at the same time I am afraid of death; I feel that life is boring, but I am eager to experience all the experiences in life. But then again, I have low self-esteem. A person with low self-esteem is destined to have difficulty integrating into this complex small group of society, so I retracted my turtle shell and started my struggle.