When I was a child, I always thought that I was the center of the world, the hero riding on the colorful clouds to save the world.
Later, after experiencing all kinds of disappointment, unwillingness, pain, torture, and frustration, I discovered that my power was so small that I couldn't even be considered a supporting role.
If you are unwilling to face reality, you must face reality. There are very few people who can share the joy and pain of adults.
Later, I became more and more fascinated by the complex world presented in the novel. I shared the joys and sorrows of the characters in it. Reading novels is an essential part of my real life.
Life, what should I say? In fact, I think the most difficult word to explain is life.
But at this moment, at my age, I want to say, "Life is like a play, the key is to participate."
Maybe in a few years, I will have different feelings. I'm looking forward to it.
Concept: Essays on moods in life