我真的担心写不出东西了担心无止境地只能在杂七杂八里灌水了我要写啊写啊写啊在开学之前初三之前怎么也要写点什么的我不管安妮说什么写作是超漫长的自杀是一个死亡过程我只要证明我没有被教育这条河冲得像鹅卵石一样我只要证明我有足够的才华并且才华横竖都溢我不需要爱不需 I really worry that I can’t write anything. I’m worried that I can’t stop writing. I want to write, write, write, and write something before the third day before school. I don’t care if Annie says that writing is super-long. The suicide is a death process. I only need to prove that I have not been educated. The river rushes like a cobblestone. I just need to prove that I have enough talent and that my talent is overflowing. I don’t need to love it.