Another cold wind blows and rains, howling non-stop, and fine rain taps the windowpane, pattering. In the blink of an eye, winter has arrived unknowingly. The rotation of the seasons has pushed life forward by another year, and the plants have also entered the lament of autumn. The winter rain is falling lightly, like smoke and mist, falling on the face, making people feel a slight chill, but leaving no trace... ...

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I'm already thirty! Looking back quietly, what have I done in the past decade or so? What has been meaningful, and what has been a waste of effort? Gradually, I'm becoming clearer: if a person is in their early thirties and has achieved nothing, there are only two possibilities: one is that you lack ability and experience... ...