The length of life cannot be measured by time. After I was 25 years old, I suddenly realized this truth. At this node, which is both the end of youth and the beginning of establishment, those ideas or stories that have flashed in my mind or been written on the tip of my pen suddenly burst out, as if they were unwilling to be a passing guest in this world and wanted to leave something behind. And I also want to leave something behind with words. Just use some meaningless and illogical words to simply record some thoughts, which can be regarded as a preface to the subsequent stories. I hope that I can see myself in every story.
Intention: Only those who remember the original intention can reach the end.