我想要写一个普通人,一个不像有的人那样坚强,也不像有的人那样冷静,不像有的人那样聪明,也不像有的人那样理性,对,一个感性的人,一个努力在沙上建房子似的,想要建立自己积极向上生活的徒劳的人,也许还是一个捂着伤口不让别人看,自己也不看的乐观的人,一个实在不懂得怎样去应付,弄得满身满心全都是伤的痛楚的人,一个怕被别人落下,被别人孤立,被别人抛弃的认真的人…… I want to write an ordinary person, not as strong as some people, nor as cool as some, not as smart as some people, nor as rational as some people, right, a sensual person, A man trying to build a house in the sand who wants to establish a positive life in his own way may still be an optimist who clings his wounds to others and does not look at himself. Confused and full of pain are all injuries, a fear of falling by others, isolated by others, being abandoned by serious people ......