I dreamed that I was back in Xinjiang and went to work at the school I left before. But all the people in that school changed to other teachers.

There was the former principal of the school that I hated the most, the nursery staff who was very nice to her but especially bad to me, and other teachers who had a little bit of friendship.

Watching them suddenly wonder why I was going back. Things are wrong, and I ran home in the afternoon.

On the way, I met them and teased me, and I immediately felt panicked. Yesterday, my emotions collapsed, I always couldn't remember what I memorized, I made mistakes when I read it, and I felt really panicked.

The house I live in now is about to expire, I want to live in it, the rent is a sum of money, where to live, my mother has no place, there are too many things at home and too noisy, I thought about it to no avail, so I went to ask a little friend.

I found that I was really used to going to him to solve problems. Sometimes I talk to other people, but it's just a conversation about the place.

My confusion or my weakness will not be shown, but it is special for him, he has seen me at my worst, and he understands my sadness.

Although he rarely speaks, basically I speak by myself, but I also know that I am just in the wrong mood, he will not comfort me gently, and will give me a practical instruction so that I can continue with motivation.

Thank you for having such a person around you, who always makes their own decisions, and occasionally asks others to help sit down, and it feels good.

Okay, so be it, it's time for me to get up and fight.

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