Many people are afraid that they don't believe it, but in fact, I am a person who is not good at words, not because I don't know how to say it, but because I don't want to say everything I have. Whether it's those sleepless tossing and turning in the middle of the night, or those self-locked study, 99% of people don't care.

Being born as a human being is an unfortunate thing, because human memories favor one over the other, pain is often deep, and happiness is always too short. In the past 30 years, there have been very few things that have made me feel happy, and writing something in my spare time is one of them. Any compulsion causes pleasure to lose its color, and I can sometimes be willful, because there is no intention of making it a career, neither in the past, nor in the future.

I have always seen your support, a ticket and a message, bits and pieces are like silk threads on a loom, implicating this end and that end. Sometimes I wonder what kind of person is looking at a book on the other side of the screen, whether I smile when I look at it, or if my throat tightens when I read it. I don't say or ask, I just don't want to be too hypocritical, and I will be worried because I know that I am a hypocritical person.

On the fourth day of the ninth month of the year of Wuxu, in Tangquan

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