I found that if the story is not written out, it will always be sporadic and trivial.
So when I want to tell a story, it tends to be episodic.
I have been disturbed by this kind of fragment for a long time, just like the nightmares I have, there are always fragments one on top of another.
I always feel,
I am like a locust tree. What kind of locust tree is it?
I don't know if you have ever seen a locust tree, but there are quite a few of them at the door of my house. Its trunks are not smooth, but have the appearance of criss-crossing ravines, just like the wrinkles on an old man's face, layered one on top of another. And in its ravines, there are often some tiny thorns hidden.