After all, I still can't give up, and in the past month, I feel that I have spent my days in fear, and without writing, I have lost most of my life.

Bored to count from eight o'clock, then to ten o'clock, then take medicine, continue to stay up late, but I don't know what to do, I think I can light mugwort, find a trace of peace in the smoke, only to find my ridiculousness, Zuo is still a person who devotes himself to writing.

He was full of despair about life, but he never thought about death, because it was the hardest cowardice to face, so the continuation of life needs to be embellished by writing.

In order to make my life better and my heart calmer, I still want to write something.

Although I have decided to stop writing, it does not prevent me from breaking my word, because I have broken my word many times in the past few days, and I am too lazy to change it.

Recently, everything is fine, but it is also helplessly tight, running in the wind and rain, who can be spared, so always having an umbrella is something I have always insisted on.

Winter clothes have begun to pile up on the bed, and none of them are new, because the body is withering and no longer needs embellishment.

I've always longed to spend a good time in the hot springs, and I have never seen them since I was a child, and I think it was probably warmer than my mother's arms when I was a child.

In autumn and winter, remember to wear more clothes, no one will say such a simple thing anymore, because you are already an adult, you don't need others to worry about anything, on the contrary, you should take the initiative to care about others, ask: Is it cold, remember to wear more.

"One Day at a Time" can't give up is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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