Living day by day, I feel bored and annoyed. So even though I don't have outstanding writing skills (which can be considered poor) and I can't come up with a good storyline, I still can't help but type and write. It's not that I never thought about carving out my own world, but later I found out that it was impossible. As a result, I couldn't help but feel a little sad, but my friend's words made me understand, "Just entertain yourself."
Rainy days and sunny days are like the moods of seventeen or eight-year-old boys and girls, changing frequently, but what does it matter? Don't we also grow up step by step from it?