On the train reading

Time is slow, it is a good time to read. I’m ashamed to say that I lost my book the first time I read on the train. It was on the train from Bengbu to Urumqi, watching the prose collection “Wen du ink mark” written by Chen Suoju, a writer in Tongcheng, his hometown. This […]

I lost myself again

Dear friends, I feel lonely, lonely, confused, entangled and desperate at this time. My head is very painful, and my heart is very painful. I feel pain all over my body. I can’t feel sunshine or love. I don’t even know the meaning of my existence. I feel depressed. I don’t know what’s wrong with […]