My life is ordinary but full of color. I am only sixteen years old. I have neither poetry nor distant places that I yearn for, nor do I need to worry about the trivialities of life. I can be angry for no reason, and I can lose my temper without reason. I don't need to think about what kind of person I want to be with in the future, I only need to care about whether there is a dish to eat today. I have an unknown future and unlimited worries.
Purpose: Everyone should have their own world