Respect my young and frivolous "post-90s"

I feel a little empty. Helpless, at the age of 15, we are frivolous, arrogant, arrogant, and so-called "post-90s." But today, through my father’s sad, disappointed eyes, I suddenly trembled – what have I done? The sharp words made me can't help but feel sad and contemplative - what did I get when I did this? Rebellious, reluctant, and bent on the line - the so-called "post-90s personality", what did I get? The disappointment of the parents, the disappointment of the teacher, the misunderstanding between the friends... I sobbed, the young and frivolous youth flowing between the fingers, the frivolous, the madness turned into confession, and rushed out.

I said that I was unfortunate, unfortunately deleted me and said: You should not be self-indulgent, look at the poor children!

I said that I was pitiful, and pitifully beat me and said: Hey, are you pitiful? Those who love you?

I said that I was sad, and sadly kicked me and said: Haha, it’s ridiculous. Are you sad? Can you experience the feeling of being abandoned, not begging, and being abandoned?

It turned out that I was only immersed in my world, self-sad, but did not see my surroundings.

This is the "post-90s", young and frivolous, "90 after" who do not understand personnel, is also me.

"personality"? I do not need. Because when the "personality" exists, I must have lost more things.

Respect, my young and frivolous "post-90s." I hope that you will be the past, not the time.

The second day: the figure under the moonlight