When I was a freshman in high school, I wrote an interstellar novel in 2007. I lost the manuscript paper before I even picked up the title. I wrote a lot at that time, as much as two notebooks. I vaguely remember the general content, which is that all the countries on the earth unite together with the armies of all the planets in the solar system to defend the solar system and resist the invasion of black holes. At that time, I was in a self-study class. I was writing about the invasion of the solar system by the black hole army and the defeat of the main force of the solar army. The class teacher appeared behind me and took away my notebook. The next day, he came to me to get another notebook and said to study hard. I guess the class teacher was not satisfied with it, and he took the notebook without the beginning. Later, I asked him for it but it was gone. Even after a winter vacation, I couldn't find it. When I was in the army, I wrote an article called "The First Half of My Life", which described the uneven and eccentric nature of the family I grew up in. I found that people are really products of the times. Each era can make people different, and future generations cannot understand the character of their ancestors. Just like what Guo Degang said: Don't persuade others to be good without others suffering.
Intention: The first half of my life