I had no interest in anything and had no energy to do anything. I wanted to find something to do for myself. The first thing I thought of was writing a diary. I would write down my urine in a notebook or the Weibo record would be cut off after a few days. So I came here. Jinjiang made me feel formalized and brainwashed myself, as if I had signed a contract. I wrote down my thoughts and feelings. The words may be bland and boring. Most of them are my complaints, my subjectivity, my dissatisfaction with myself, and my venting point. I may write certain things here that magnify the shortcomings of my family, but my family are all good and simple farmers, so in case someone sees my record, I hope there will be no bad comments.
Purpose: Record life