In 1999, I was born in the Year of the Rabbit. Now I am 27 years old. At this awkward age, I have lost the cunning of a 27-year-old and become more easily warmed by others. Ice is cold,

I am straightforward and soft-spoken, never beating around the bush. I’ve suffered many losses but still haven’t learned my lesson. After looking in the mirror for a long time, I realize I am no longer 18. My youth has ended this way... As a child, I thought growing up would solve many problems. Now I realize that growing up is just the beginning of many problems. Life, ah, there’s no perfect solution. In just under a hundred years, it’s all about making choices. Holding onto fire to make a living, listening, forgetting, and going with the flow.