Excuse me, do you have the book Embrace Imperfect?

This is the book, isn't it? I do. I suggest you buy one. You can't see it online. I'll give you the first one: buy it if you think it looks good.

People are born lonely. In fact, I have been a lonely child since I was a child. In the long writing, I realized my loneliness. Later in my lonely story, let others meet his own loneliness. Then, I understood the sentence "People are born lonely". Then I know that if people deny loneliness in life, they will make themselves more lonely. Loneliness, if it is inevitable in life, then turn around, recognize it and see through it. Entering my loneliness enables me to be close to myself and be with the loneliness of others. So, I want to tell a story: tell my lonely story. Let's start with a dream. I dream that one spring, near Tomb-Sweeping Day, it rained continuously for several days, and my heart was knocked out one hole after another by the dripping rain. This is a lonely hole. So, in the early morning, I had a dream. In my dream, I was playing with my two nephews. In fact, they are all grown up now, but in their dreams, they become children, and they are very small children, just like the children in cartoons are very small, very small and cute. Small body, round face, children look at me and talk to me with simple eyes, laughing all the time and laughing happily. In a short time, they climbed on top of me and ran around me like squirrels, having a good time. I had a good time in my dream. As far as I can remember, I have never played with children like this. After a while, they suddenly grew up and became adults. Then, we play back-to-back games. Suddenly my nephew carried me, and suddenly my nephew carried me. We had a good time and laughed again and again. In my dream, I was a little worried that my nephew couldn't carry me, but he could. He smiled happily behind my back, and then he kept running. Ha ha ha, laughter penetrated the sky ... suddenly, I woke up. When I woke up, my mouth was still smiling like a dream, and I felt a kind of unspeakable happiness. At that moment, I thought my nephew was still attached to my back because the temperature on my back was still there. Oh, it was a dream ... childhood loneliness. After waking up, I opened the window, looked at the cold and humid weather outside the window, took a breath of air conditioning and sighed. At the moment, I am the only one in the whole house. Sitting on the bed, I continued to savor the laughter and happiness in my dreams. I want to seize the warmth of happiness at this moment. Suddenly, I remembered that just last month, I had a similar dream. That time, I dreamed that I was in a high school and saw a group of high school students fighting in the classroom. In that dream, I was like an invisible man, watching young people play, and at the same time infected with their youthful atmosphere. At that moment, I felt very happy. That time, I woke up from my dream and felt the same satisfaction and joy, and my heart was warm. Why do you have such a dream? I thought to myself. Soon after, I realized one thing: I saw my loneliness. Yes, I'm lonely. It's always been like this since childhood. The scenes in these two dreams are very strange experiences for me. Since childhood, few people have teased me and made me happy. Growing up, few people carried me behind my back, which made me laugh so happily. In my mind, I am often alone. Loneliness is a portrayal of my childhood. When I was a child, my family was poor, and my parents had to go out to work and do small business for a living. They often put me at home. I was four or five years old then. I often stay at home alone. My brothers and sisters went to school. I didn't go to school Maybe my family is poor and my parents won't let me go to kindergarten. Before four or five years old? When I was young, some people said that my mother set up a stall behind my back. Of course I don't remember. But I think this should be true, because I have a small 0-shaped leg, which is said to be caused by children carrying adults for too long. When I was a child, I was alone on my mother's back except for my temperature. My mother is too busy doing business to take care of me. I am just a "thing" attached to her back. Once, I cried badly. A woman who bought something from her mother kindly said to her mother, "Your child is hungry. Take him home to nurse." At this time, my mother realized that there was another me behind her, and I was hungry. This is a story that my mother told me only a few years ago. After I was two years old, I could crawl and walk, so I left my mother's back. At that time, I couldn't stay at home alone. My mother still took me to the market to do business with her. People come and go, busy shouting and selling things, greeting guests and making money to make a living are the mother's first priority. What about me? Leaving my mother's back, I was alone in the crowd, either crawling all over the floor or sitting on the ground, watching people come and go, waiting for my mother to call it a day. This kind of waiting is long, but I'm used to it. In the long wait, I was alone, in a daze, and no one cared. Oh, that's how my loneliness comes about. When I was four or five years old, my mother left me alone at home when I could cook and eat by myself. I'm no longer a burden to her running around. My mother was still very hard at that time. She goes out early and comes back late every day. She carried a big backpack, full of peddled goods, and went out to earn money. I vaguely remember when I was alone at home. Remember, I often play under a big longan tree 50 meters away from home, waiting for my family to come back. The tree in my memory is a lush longan tree, tall and dense, which replaced my mother's back and became the only support for my childhood.

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