I was going to hold on for a month, and next month I comforted the shelves, but today, I really can't hold on, I feel no passion, I write it's all torment, and every time I write it's like a war.

I can't hold on anymore.,Put it on the shelf.,There's no update today.,Go prepare.,I'm going to go out to play tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.,18 Monday's train ticket home.,19 to home.,It's going to be one more a day.,There will be two more after the 20th.,Until it's on the shelves.,And then it starts to break out.。