The Lost Lamb

There is so much happiness in the world, so much kindness, so much sincerity, I have met and seen, and I have really felt it, and now I am losing it a little bit.

It is said that the more beautiful things are, the more thorns behind the more beautiful things, the more deceptions behind the more ideal countries, and the more hateful people are behind them. I happened to be the most hateful person again.

I have always lived a happy life, basically all carefree days, two smart and lively and lovely children, and a husband who loves me and pets me and hurts me. Everything broke me overnight. Now it is cold to come home, dare not go back, do not want to go back but also have nowhere to go. While blaming himself, he scolded himself for deserving. A mentor, who I thought could simply subsidize my family, actually ruined my family. In order to get the invested money back to listen to the words of the teacher, little by little, he fell into the abyss, and he fell into a thousand years of hatred. The first time I saw him in so much pain, he wanted to hit me but couldn't get his hands off, smoking one cigarette after another, saying over and over again that I didn't want to see me. I thought about it all as a dream and woke up to normal, but his gloomy and disgusted eyes told me that everything had really happened, and that I was a broom star.

Not letting me get close, not letting me appear in front of him, hiding in the corner myself thinking that everything I had done with this beast was really what I deserved. How I trusted others so easily, how could I privately automate our savings. I am pitiful, but even more hateful, and I really verify that there must be something hateful about that poor man. I blame myself.

This is the end of the matter, it is a foregone conclusion, and we have come to an end. Too many dark clouds cover all the sunshine, and I look forward to the rainbow after the storm.

Warn those who are as stupid as I am, not to be fooled by the huge round cake, the lost lamb, and the homeless.