Hey, New Year's Eve, everyone has finished running. It's a bit lonely to watch the Spring Festival Gala alone. I have to vent here, not talk. I am so miserable, Spring Festival.

People have more troubles when they grow up, and there is nothing they can do. Only when they encounter more troubles and difficulties can they hone their will and continue to strive to support themselves in society. Just like that song by Wang Zhengliang, where has the time gone? Time is slowly passing, the past has passed, leaving only beautiful memories, but life does not let us live in the past, but continues the present, looks forward to the future and looks back on the past. Although it's a bit off topic, I still want to say that everyone has a childhood, until those are just memories, we can't live in the past.