Every time I face the mirror, I search all the commendatory words in my mind and think hard. In the end, I can only admit that I am poor in words. The only thing that can accurately evaluate me is the loneliness locked in my cage.

When I am sensible, I am often locked at home alone, just like a snail, bound by a heavy shell. Dark gray iron gates are what I hate most. I stare blankly at the color TV screen or shrink in the corner. As a naive child, I fantasized that the wizard's wall-penetrating skills, the giant's divine power and the thief's master key could help me escape from this cage. Unfortunately. I didn't.

Going to school satisfied my wish. I grew up a little, and my parents sent me to a nearby school. I was so happy when I played, I even forgot what a humble snail I was. However, when the laughter and frolicking ended, the intense loneliness and loneliness slapped my lonely and cold reef like a huge wave, and I returned to the familiar and hateful snail shell. There, my partner named Lonely is waiting for me at home, waiting for me to give me a hug when I push the door.

So I made up my mind. I dragged loneliness into my heart. He looked at me imploringly. I turned my head to avoid his eyes and ordered him into the cell. He walked in slowly, followed by a rude door closing. In this way, I locked loneliness in my strongest cell and locked the iron gate with the hardest lock.

I'll never see him again. I seem relieved. But I know it's impossible.

I gradually made new friends. We laugh together, struggle together and make progress together. Whenever I chat with my friends, "Loneliness" always looks at me from my cell, and I even hear him sincerely glad that I have found so many friends.

I miss him more and more.

Finally, I opened the iron gate, embraced loneliness, cried everything to him, let him enter the most vulnerable place in my heart and be honest with him. He still accepted everything with a smile. When I finished venting, he coldly closed the iron gate and left without looking back.

I think I am too selfish, too willful and too cruel, but I have to do it.

Everyone has a lonely friend. You have to lock him up in order to live, but you can't live without him. In the end, he is still with you. He is even the most fundamental motivation to support you and accompany you throughout your life.