Essay | Workaholics in the Night

There are only twenty-four hours a day, which is really not enough time.

The clock on my desk tells me that night has come,

But what to do? The drafts on the table are still scattered around every corner,

Every morning, I leave the house in a hurry, carrying bread and rushing to the bus,

As soon as the sun came out, I got up, and at night I had to do a marathon with time, scrambling with a large number of people to get home;

I have developed a strong physique, and I am more like an athlete.

In fact, my character is naive, I hope to help people, but no one appreciates it;

In fact, life is very confusing, and it is difficult to find a "true friend" that suits you;

How many setbacks in your life, you need to get through when you are alone,

The answers are countless!

I have always wanted to be a history student. People around me told me that this subject cannot make money.

I still achieved my original intention...

In fact, it is naive, repeat it!

Dreams, ideals, and reality are different.

Writing gives me an opportunity to express my emotions,

I don't know if you can feel my description? Helpless to the reality but sometimes admiration for the future,

Every day the weather makes my mood change suddenly, sometimes high, sometimes low;

Sometimes things in life are powerless, but sometimes fate can be changed by your hands,

Have a plan first, then slowly think about the future,

It's more realistic than mindless thinking,

It doesn't really matter where to write. Of course, I have thought about my creative direction.

Share your own experience? Or are you talking more about cultural categories?

In fact, I want to share some local history and culture. The current society is too busy, and modern people have forgotten the great things that our ancestors have done for hundreds or thousands of years.

Our society is too realistic, people think that no money means no life,

We press too hard, and as a result, we lose a lot of important things in a lifetime,

Money is not everything, emotions can actually change a person's life;

Happy lives longer, because you are no longer afraid,

Sad emotions can make you more short-lived because you have no sense of the future;

I just want to be myself, know more people, and be responsible for the people around me,

I want to be free, like a bird flying over cities and islands,

Arrogant but actually value the people around you, sometimes expressing emotions is very important, even if no one is watching.

I like to read, I like to write, I like to listen to other people's voices, I like to have people leave me messages and tell me what they think,

Because I am human, precisely because I am this kind of creature, I always make mistakes, people are not gods, they are social creatures, I just want my voice to reach the ears of others and tell them not to hide their emotions, because there is a way We will all walk together.