"I know there is no place for me in this world, but why do you judge my soul." I refused to accept it and felt helpless. Maybe I am too weak, but from the bottom of my heart I am afraid of this era and the people around me. I hate socializing, but I have to work hard to adapt, because I know that when I reach the shore, I will be stranded, and there is no safe haven in life. I was happy to walk on the muddy road and get my shoes dirty, but I was afraid of being laughed at or pitied for getting my shoes dirty. There was only one person who was willing to accompany me through this hardship without saying a word. I will always remember him in any way.
Intention: Working hard may not necessarily lead to success, but it will bring about a turning point.