Some people, as they walk, they will be scattered. A road, as they walk, will end. For a lifetime, if they are alive, they will be at a loss. Whoever existed in this world, who has walked on this road. ThisThe world, who has been here. I thought for a long time, and hesitated for a long time, and wanted to write something, mainly about some of my own life experience, with truth, creation, passion, and sadness, just as it is for myself Shenzhen 15A little recollection of the year, let's take it as a little commentary on my youthful years. It's a bit tortuous and bumpy, but fortunately, I haven't lost my heart.