Unconsciously, it is already an adult. In terms of age, I am 25 years old. I am a young man, but I am still confused. Maybe it is too many failures, but I don't know where I am, because I don't know what I want. I hope that I can make a fortune and have no worries about food and clothing, but now there is no deposit, no house, and poverty persists. I hope to have a high-paying job to display my abilities, but my salary is still very low and I still don't agree with what I do. I have always believed that I am different from others. I have never absolutely admired big people in my heart, because I clearly know that they are also human beings and ordinary people; but in reality, I cannot do anything that makes others think differently. I hope to bring a better life to my family, but sometimes I feel frustrated and cannot survive.
Successful people are also ordinary people, but in reality they are indeed high, and they feel that the gap with them is so big.
To be continued