Most of them are essays, my narration of my life. Just take a look. My life is sad. Although nothing happened to me that made me despair, I still don't have anything happy. It makes me feel that the world is pessimistic and not free. I am a person who yearns for freedom, but I have no freedom. I am only bound and trapped. Being in this prison has made me pessimistic about the world, and I feel that my life is only gloomy. Without sunshine, there is nothing. I long for light, hoping that it can shine on me, but no, not a beam of light can hit me, so I wrote these notes. Each note was written when I couldn't control my emotions.
But I still believe that the world has expectations, and there is sunshine but I didn't catch it. I also still believe that people are kind and love is beautiful.
Intention: It is my narration of my own living conditions