Looking into the Mirror

This is a memoir belonging to some people born in the 1990s, and it is also a spiritual confession of a generation. Time flies, and the years are like a river. The generation born in the 1990s has grown from a young boy who was cared for to a main force of fresh blood without knowing it. We are lucky. From the moment he was born, the sound of gunfire and artillery fire disappeared. We have never experienced the war-torn era, and we have never experienced the pain of displacement. We were born in a peaceful country, grew up in a golden age of development, and this period lasted almost throughout our youth and adulthood. What is the best thing in the world? Perhaps, in a stable environment, quietly watching everything slowly get better. But we seem to be unlucky. Unfortunately, we should have been bathing in the sunshine paved for us and living happily and calmly, but we have gradually lost our way in the torrent of materialistic desires and the fog of vanity. We are fed anxiety by algorithms, driven to comparison by social media, and "success" is defined by consumerism. We begin to wonder: What is the meaning of hard work? Where is the standard of happiness? We gradually lose the ability to judge value and blur our inner voices. On the way to chasing "better", we get further and further away from "happiness". This is not the abyss of the times, but the loss of the soul. So today, Calm down and understand carefully. Live up to the prosperous age, live up to you and me. ——This book is dedicated to our generation, For those born in the 1990s who are looking for meaning.