This article is written for myself and for those who are similar to me.
Over the years, the word loneliness often appears in my mind, and I increasingly feel that there is an insurmountable distance between people. When I was a boy, I wrote novels. The men in the novels were handsome and brave, and the daughters in the novels were young and beautiful, and would never grow old. All the romance in the novel also represents the healthy me I once was. Until an accident happened and I fell into depression. I woke up from a sweet dream and fell into an endless nightmare. My life was almost paralyzed. It only took a few years to go from a high-spirited young man to the vicissitudes of life I have now. I thought I was the only misfortune in the world, but luckily I survived. Therefore, the theme of this work is healing. I hope that I can become a healer of my own soul. If my readers happen to draw the power of breathing air from these words, I will be grateful for it.
Purpose: Healing