From Lin Xiaoman's inner OS:
I often have the same dream.
In the dream, I was trapped in a small space, unable to walk upright, and it was even a bit suffocating. Looking up, above my head, there were stairs spiraling up layer after layer.
This is a building, and I am on the negative floor at the bottom. In my dream, I was very curious about the scenery upstairs. So, I worked up my strength and climbed up step by step.
It has no end.
Just like life, I can't see where I will stop, I just move forward slowly step by step, and I will cherish every memory.
Pain? Sad? Despair? Fall and get up again?
It should be just an ordinary road.
Copywriting two:
A cold violence,
This is the beginning of the joke,
It is also the end of life.
Conception: