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. This The 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 15 A 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.