Growing up is like a candy with glass shards, it will always scratch the corners of your mouth and it will always be sweet.
A fate caused by a small note.
Not very good at writing copy.
A pitiful little person who has been subjected to violence for a long time, has an extraordinary memory, and has hidden attributes that are both white and black vs. A gentle and loving little sun.
It was my first time to write a long article, practice writing, and meet by fate.
Willing to correct any deficiencies.
The writing is a bit slow, but I will write it with my heart.
Concept: Growing up is like a candy with glass shards, it will always scratch the corners of your mouth, and it will always be sweet.