In three months, I will be 26 years old and officially become a member of the Bensan clan. In the year of 25 years old, I have experienced too much and thought too much. I have clearly seen the so-called family affection and underestimated the so-called love. I have fallen from the most confident to the most inferior... I am becoming more and more confused, more and more entangled, and more and more powerless. . Saints often say that you shouldn't dwell on the past, and I understand it, but how many people in this world can do it? However, there is no Meng Po Tang in the story. Those memories that make me painful and entangled are like dust that is always attached to my mind and cannot be bounced away.
Intention: Essays on life at 25 years old