In 2019, I graduated from college and became a reporter, and I have been working in a small newspaper until today. This is the diary I wrote in 2020. It is scattered in various forums and diaries. Now I am sorting it out to commemorate the past time. I was not very mature at that time, and some of my views may seem childish now, but they are still precious memories. Any insignificant person has a unique soul behind his ordinary face.
Purpose: Daily life of a journalist