Green Tiles and an Inch of Blue Sky

Where do normal people keep diaries? Haha, it looks like I'm not normal, but don't worry, it's not Fang Fang's kind of diary. I was born in the winter of 1996. Over the past 20 years, I have never been a very candid person in life, not because of anything else, but probably because I was afraid of feeling helpless after being seen through. Since I have a poor memory, I always write down my memories and feelings. There is no need for the soul to be sealed in darkness forever because of shortcomings. After all, there is no perfect soul in this world, and the sun still has black holes. So I wanted to find a place to spread her out and dry it out. I don't expect anyone to watch it, after all, I really don't want to watch it myself. Just in case she is gone one day, there is a place to know, oh, it turns out that she has been in this world in this era. ///There is nothing interesting about childhood, just a child's journal and homework. The following chapters probably span the ten years of junior high school, high school, college, and graduate school. They can be regarded as some emotional flow, but also boring and random.