The reason I write is I want to record my life and engrave my memory. What happened becomes the best witness of my growth.
By writing, I can be well trained to organize words and improve logicality. This helps me think much faster and preciser. Something normal we talk in daily life just can not be used to write down formally. Sometimes I rack my brain and hardly write any words to describe and express things. Then I know the power of words and the magic of the writing.
Years later, I look back and will feel how greatly I have grown up. I can tell the good words and lame writing. I would also appreciate the writing which becomes part of life to record my journey of life. It is the treasure.
I stop, I decay. Not a chance will recall me back if I do not write anymore. Therefore, I move forward. Then I think I am good at doing what I like.
I am fascinated with the elegance of languages. Whatever Chinese and English, they all have innate charisma. Then I admire any of languages, the gift of human beings brings us social civilization and development.
Keep going on. I am always on the way.