A memory of an ordinary, dark and confusing day.
In my memory, I learned to bear the inevitable shackles without complaining about it. There was a time when I was obsessed with too many things. When all the things I cared about left me one by one, and I was finally left with only myself, I felt as calm as water. I no longer have any worries, no need to care about anyone or anything, the most reliable support is myself. I would like to apologize and thank you for the brief description and memories of that ordinary yet special day.
Many years later, Xu Zhijian didn't hate Xue Xiaojian very much, and even wanted to thank him. He wanted to be a blacksmith, a whetstone, to forge out the impurities and bad qualities in Xu Zhijian, sharpen his edge, and sharpen this piece of stupid iron. However, Xu Zhijian at that time did not understand and endure the test and temper, and due to the reason of his own material, he sent himself to a mental hospital, hurting himself and accidentally hurting others.
Intention: In memory, I learned to bear the inevitable shackles without complaining about it. There was a time when I was obsessed with too many things. When all the things I cared about left me one by one, and I was finally left with only myself, I felt as calm as water. I no longer have any worries, no need to care about anyone or anything, the most reliable support is myself. I would like to apologize and thank you for the brief description and memories of that ordinary yet special day.
