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