It Turns Out That My Writing Was so Immature When I Was in Junior High School.

The essays and compositions I wrote ten years ago are really hard to describe now. . . I remember that the Chinese teacher used to praise me in class, but now I think about it, although it seems (probably) good from the perspective of a junior high school student, from the perspective of an adult, it is really childish, and the writing is very tasteless and self-righteous. Thank you for your hard work, teacher. Of course I was very sincere at that time, but looking at it now, I feel like I'm just trying to express my sorrow for the sake of writing new words. It doesn't matter, as a human being you must face up to your own dark history! (I can still recognize the characters, so try typing them in directly with ScanKing) … I actually feel nostalgic when I look at my past essays. At that time, I was still confident, fearless, and full of hope. Ten years ago, it would have been so easy to gain recognition for myself. … But looking at it now, I actually wrote a lot of short stories in junior high school. I believe that now (or in the future) I will have the opportunity to complete these ideas! Intention: None, just archiving.