Sitting quietly in the lonely night, accompanied by only a cup of fragrant tea,

The rhythm of the keyboard, writing the words in my heart,

I always try to conceive it, but I am frozen by the moment I open the web page the next day......

It's still hard to sleep tonight, and there's still only a cup of tea on the side,

Covering the child with a quilt at night, looking at his sweet smile, I can only continue to work hard, for the sake of my commitment to the child,

On a cool autumn night, only the fire in my heart, the fire of creative passion, brings me a trace of warmth......

Sleepless at night, I don't know where the road ahead is, confused, confused, more depressed, mixed with a little sadness, helpless,

Maybe the dawn will bring me hope after I look back a thousand times, but maybe when I fall down again and again, get up again and again, it is still so stingy,

In the long night, where is the tranquility and serenity that belongs to me, and my thoughts are like a sharp sword, cutting away all the fetters and creating a world that belongs to me for me......

[The eleventh long holiday is coming, the author sends a message to every reader, I wish you all a happy day, and spend every day of your life with your family in peace!]

[The road of creation, perhaps for the author is destined to be a night road that will never go to the dawn, I really need your support, so tired, I want to sleep beautifully all day, but I can't, the road ahead is long, there is no way back, only success, but the dawn still fails to shine on my body as I wish, woo hoo lament......]