
Yihe Tao

I did not like to play with other kids in my childhood.

My dad used to be a police, but I used to be timid.

My first pet died when I was 10.

Once I got back home, I saw wreaths. I found out my neighbor passed away.

When I was 12 years old, I did the tonsillectomy.

The acnes on my face feel like mountains.

One of my friends regards me as a sheep.

In 2019, I became an uncle.

I always regard my famlies as ants, small but powerful.

I always miss summertime.

Autobiography, Micropen, 2020