There is no inherent sadness
This may not be a novel
It's just the darkness buried in our hearts
Love is never vigorous
But tea, rice, oil and salt
No urge to rush out of the house in the middle of the night
Only the comfort of a few words on the phone
Friendship is always the thing that can support us the most
But how many friendships last forever?
Family love: not every family is harmonious
It is difficult for upright officials to deal with household chores. Every family opens a book.
The hurt of family love is the deepest and hardest to heal
We in the transition period
Confused about these things
sad about these things
cry and laugh about these things
I'm not telling other people's stories
I'm telling a story about you and me