Salted Fish Also Have Dreams

The monotonous life of canteen, office, home, three points and one line of work consumes the passion of youth and frivolousness, and the once arrogant dream has disappeared. ... Should I learn to give up and give up that unrealistic fantasy? …Should I stay down to earth and work, get married, and have children like everyone else? Or maybe I can still struggle? Strange things pop up in my head from time to time. I call them "ideas." These thoughts made me incompatible with the surrounding environment. The doctor called my disease: "Typical middle-aged unconscious middle-aged disease!"