I grow up stumbling along the way, meet different people, encounter different scenery, but my heart is blind after seeing it for a long time, my heart is floating, I stand still, it is difficult to move forward for a long time, I want to write down the development of my mind, and then find a bright light to move forward. Please don't mock me, a laborer who is clumsy in writing.
Intention: I am just an ordinary me, but it makes me keep thinking, constantly overturning and re-recognizing the past me.