我总是感叹自己心比天高,命比纸薄,未来对于我来说只意味着更多的失望。幼时的一次精神创伤让我总是找借口封闭自己、谨小慎微。为什么要自讨苦吃、自寻烦恼呢?后来我遇到了小狗杰西。收容所说没人要它,主人多年来对它的虐待使它“很不正常”。我把这只看上去生不如死的小狗带回了家,也许是因为我在它身上看到了自己的影子吧。 I always exclaim that my heart is better than life, and that life is more than paper. The future will only mean more disappointment to me. A mental traumatic childhood so I always find an excuse to close myself, cautious. Why do I have to ask for trouble, find trouble? Then I met the puppy Jesse. The shelter said no one wanted it, and the owner over the years abused it to make it “very abnormal.” I brought this seemingly dead dog to my house, perhaps because I saw it in my own shadow.