My impressions of my childhood are quite vague, including the greasiness of the southern coastal cities, my alcoholic father, and the constant moving. As a daughter, the sad thing is that I can't even remember what my mother looked like. The last time I saw her was when she was 5 years old during the rainy season in the summer. Everyone said that she couldn't stand the hard life, so she left my father and me and ran away. Later, she kept moving and the neighbors no longer mentioned her. Until... I was admitted to Nanhai University and returned to this city...
Motto: Don't believe too much in what you see with your own eyes