after finishing my teaching in that shchool, I thought I'd be extremely happy, yet I have found i was trapped in a state of out of order. I seldom speak, in the last second, i want to enbrance the world, but maybe in the last I even want to leave this world.
i watched the “youth” two years ago, sitting among the people lonely, don't need to worry be laugh at for sentimental, i cried wayword. i understand Xiaoping particularly, but if i were she, maybe i could not
behave so brave as she. i hesitate, i scary.
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