- I remember it was in junior high school, I wrote a novel of about 30,000 words. It was about dreams, darkness, courage, and light. There were ponds, rivers, caves, monsters, and friends. It was sandwiched in a book that I didn’t know where, and when I graduated from high school, I turned the house upside down and didn’t find it.
- To this day, I still feel it’s a pity. Some precious things, such as “drafts”, must be kept well. Maybe I never wrote it at all, it was all in my dreams.