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In this season when the days are hot and the nights are cold, I always feel strange. I thought I would start writing this autobiography the next time I feel depressed, but I started writing it today at 315. To be honest, my body is quite exhausted now, and my heart is also inexplicably uncomfortable. As for why I feel uncomfortable, I will lay down a clue. After you finish reading this article, which is written in a rough way and cannot be called an article, you may have an idea.