Everything is so unsatisfactory, he thought again. Did she not work hard enough? For countless days and nights, she didn't want to live in this world anymore. She obviously lived step by step like most ordinary people, but the more she lived, the more she could only envy the companions around her who seemed to be in the same situation as her, but in fact had long since secretly widened the gap with her destiny. Are your thoughts too pessimistic? As ordinary people, what else can we not be satisfied with when we have enough food, clothing, and books to read? Even though this is the life that her mother has tried her best to create for herself, she knows that she should be content, but she is still unwilling to do so. This unwillingness gradually amplified in countless late nights, and slowly turned into thoughts of death. But life can always ignite slim hopes again and again, and she has to admit that under such hope, it seems that she can continue to live like this for a few days, weeks, months, years... Just hold on like this for a while, maybe, she can just hold on until the end of her life.
Intention: Choose to give up life or live one day at a time, just in one thought. The former only needs the courage to break all ties, but there will never be any worries; the latter does not need to muster up courage all the time, but maybe there will be a turning point under the painful torture...