At age 21. I walk my toes straight into life. Independent, away from home, alone. Work, relationships, rice money, too many preoccupations make the way home becomes more strange. Well, do not worry because family is always a stop when I'm tired, there are always people who are willing to love me unconditionally.

Remember the old days when he can indifferent to an old beggar ragged in the street and carefree in front of the worries, hardship of parents. Today we are already 21. I have known the wounded for the unfortunate life, feel bitter before the wrinkles of the mother and the silver hair of his father.

This life is confusing, but I am content with my own unrequited life. Over the years, we have been thinking about the way forward, having the time, we have screwed ourselves to do anything macro. But age 20 does not have to be huge and great. Keep living by reason, love with heart, and act instinctively, I love 21.