It's raining. As a low-level person who is still struggling to make ends meet, there is nothing special about this day - it is nothing more than an umbrella. But when I see the dim sky and the occasional thunder in my ears, I inevitably feel a little depressed in my heart - looking back on the past, I will look forward to the future from time to time. I used to think that I would go on the road of writing, although I stumbled, but I would always go on. The collapse of the traditional Chinese market is nothing more than the difference between switching to online texts. Probably in response to that sentence - nine times out of ten things are unsatisfactory in life, I can't adapt to the rhythm of the online text in the first time, and the first communication with the reader makes my text modify and delete it. Because I care, it's easy to be shaken...... Now the work is going well, although it is hard, it is enough to support the family, and there is still a small amount left. As a result, you can pick up your dreams, or ideals, again. Probably in the near future......

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