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In recent days, Ding Yihong felt that his life had slipped out of its usual good state and fell into a kind of boundless irritability without any reason. Like a malnourished child, his stomach is still full of hunger even though his belly is bulging. He is tightly bound by a sad and bad emotion. As a fifty-year-old man, he is at the top of a bureau, has quite a social status, and is considered to be closely related to success and fame. In the eyes of ordinary people, he should have the attitude of "being proud of the spring breeze and seeing all the flowers in Chang'an in one day", but he is just the opposite. Recently, what often pops up in my mind is a series of sighs about how time flies and I miss my youth, and then they burst like soap bubbles, filling my head with emptiness and loss.