Large tracts of sadness are pouring out wantonly, like the end of the world, making people feel fear and helplessness... Everything is fine, everything is going smoothly. I have been very busy at work recently, but I have made great progress. Even I find such progress incredible... I told myself that day that applause will always be hidden behind the accumulation of sweat. Then I worked overtime every day, then studied every day, and kept running forward. Only then did I realize that there is nothing that cannot be improved as long as you work hard... During this period, I forgot about my family and friends. Friend, I even forgot myself... I don't know what strength supports me to work so hard every day, but one day my father said to me in the morning: "Daughter, let's have a meal together?" I felt a little sad in my heart... For those uncertain things, I indifferent to family affection, indifference to friendship, and indifference to the studies I should have faced and the decision to take the civil service exam, and then rushed forward coldly, ignoring whether I would be in pain or whether I had lost something really important!
