These are little essays I wrote casually in my spare time.
(Mostly updated on Ti Wang Zhengba.)
There are different protagonists and styles, and a wide range of subjects.
Why call it Fourteen? Because this is my fourteenth year.
My writing at fourteen was probably just this bad ( )
"I overcame every hardship and clung to life until now, just to see you open your eyes again and play with me for a little while."
"His soul lies beneath the sea."
"That was the spring he loved."
Theme: We share one another's feelings, and the seasons stay evergreen.
Not bad, good, I'm optimistic about you