The Start

Like catkins swaying in the wind,
After the vicissitudes of life, he was frustrated and had no one to rely on.

During the days of hormone-dependent dermatitis,
I had a bad time wearing a mask to survive.
It was the end of ordinary life,
But it was the beginning of me finding my mission.

The pain and happiness that cannot be easily forgotten are also big dreams in a hurry.

Every life journey in life is just a snap of your fingers, fleeting. Originally, the feeling of life should be like stepping on the snow, and then there is no trace. But still in the time of hippie laughter and forgotten, depicting my little story.

This is my joke to the world.