I Know You Are Tired

When I was a child, I liked to use a diary to talk about my thoughts (well, I didn't dare to write in the diary for fear that my parents would see it) Now that the Internet is booming, I am willing to complain on blog posts (well, I am not a blogger either) Later, I got WeChat and posted on Moments (actually I didn't dare to post, for fear that others would see it, but also for fear that others wouldn't see it). Maybe we all are the same. Then I'll post what I want to say here. Anyway, no one knows each other, so everyone can speak freely. Life, study, frustration, lovelorn, family discord, parents not understanding. . . . Let's talk casually, Qiuqiu.