The "Three Nothings" essay, the author's careless moaning, the words are insignificant, and the superficial views are insignificant.
Some words written down in life may be sad or happy, profound or shallow.
I think everyone's heart is so rich, like a colorful oil painting. If you can't express it, then write it down in words.
PS: The number of words in each chapter is relatively short. If the manuscript is saved, it will be updated daily. If the manuscript is not saved, it will be updated by chance!
Intention: Face your own heart
