碎语

I am now on the train back home.
Would like to talk about the characteristic of yourself...Something wrong, not sure when exactly it happened on me.
There are hierachy in the society. No doublt about that.
I passed by the house of farmers, which is remote and simple enough.
What is I am one of them?
I try to touch the base of the my mind. Know who I really am.
Not the hometown, not the experience, not the skin colour, not even my name, my house, my friends....that is not me..
My soul?
A kind person? A clever person? An evil? A successful person?
Hmm....who I really am.
Please do not pretend anymore. You are very deep inside you are seeking for people's admiration. You try to blow off in front of others, you are not humble at all, you are just do not want to be stupid when flattering around.