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I still miss the past. What "before" is, it's just the age of writing a diary, there are no past events to speak of. Diary, this thing is a bit sad. When you open it, you will find some obscure words. Once you have written it, there is no point in re-reading it. Memories are also a kind of trap, especially since the diary contains many false love affairs, which can make people slip up at any time and make their mood fall into a deep valley and a dark abyss. Sentimentality, I guess has nothing to do with age. It's just because of the fog. I rode a bicycle through the smoke this morning. Although it was a bit choking, I felt fine. In the morning, there are not many cars and pedestrians on the road, so we can speed up. Although it was very difficult, I felt my school skirt and the braids on my shoulders fly back, ah - rush forward, rush forward! There is a feeling of rushing into the arms of death in the thick fog. So dripping!

71 stories that inspire life, including warmth, scars, arrogance, jealousy, memory, and abandonment. 5 Minutes of reading will take you through the narrow streets and alleys and smell the mixed flavors of life. Li Zishu uses minimalist text and a melancholy style to lead readers on a journey of a thousand words. Like a voyeur in the bright sunshine, he casts his gaze into the ignorant corners of our lives and penetrates into the unpredictable depths of the human heart.