[This is an endlessly beautiful piece of fantasy, with a great imagination, and it's worth collecting.
When I was 12 years old, I couldn't write my name.
Because when I finish writing the first word, the words on the paper suddenly disappear.
When I was 16 years old, I wrote my name three hundred times a day as usual.
Then I saw with my own eyes that the words I wrote moved.
When I stopped writing the first word, it was as if a soul was suddenly injected into the word. It stood up from the paper, bent and stroked it, picked up two dots, and ran away.
Oh, I forgot to mention, my name is Tu Tuantuan.
