My life began in a winter and died in a winter...
Since I was a child, I have understood that people are different. The noble rich man can sit in the carriage and smoke a big cigarette, but the beggar can only turn into a frozen bone on the roadside.
As long as a person lives, so will the vegetation.
The despicability of society reflects the unbearability of normal people.
Where should I go?
Don't blame me if the article is messy and not rigorous, I am a novice at writing. With a glass heart, you can give your opinions, but you can't make strong accusations.
Note: Many words are borrowed from some big names
This article describes "my" life according to the timeline, which may be as plain as water, or as hot as fire.
[No cp, male protagonist's perspective] Highlights
It is expected to be completed during the National Day in 2021
Intention: Some people are better off dead than alive, and some people are better off dead than alive.
