The Future Me is a book I read a long time ago, and its name is Godzilla doesn't talk. It says, "Xiao Mo, I'm fourteen years old. You can only imagine me, but I can see you clearly. Am I what you expect? " This is a letter that Mo wrote to himself when he was fourteen. When I saw this sentence, it was not far from the age of fourteen. At that time, it might be the first day of junior high school. How did I react when I saw this sentence? Now I have completely forgotten. When I turned to Godzilla to stop talking, I saw "Xiao Mo, my fourteen years old. You can only imagine me, but I can see you clearly. Am I what you expect? " In that case. At this time, seeing this sentence, I suddenly felt very sad, very sad. At that time, I was still in the first grade, and you must imagine myself six years later. Am I the "self" you imagined in the first grade? Standing in the old society, how do you want to be like me? I remember, those things about ideals became fantasies little by little in the licking of time. Yes, my so-called ideal is to firmly believe that my fate will suddenly become fierce after meeting someone, just like a "waste wood class." I think I must be the protagonist in the inspirational feature film; After reading "Today is the Devil", I suddenly found myself a little different from others, and began to look around for ways to cross into another world and become a king ... My childhood ideals were always full of variables and unrealistic fantasies. I was in the old days, and now I stand at the end of this time, and I can clearly see your cowardly and young appearance. You try your best to imagine your future and many futures. However, these fantasies proved to be just fantasies many years later. Six years later, I didn't have any special abilities or a genius's head, so/kloc-finished college at the age of 0/6 and was admitted to the doctor's degree at the age of 20. Six years later, I just went to school obediently, just received the admission notice from the university, and then decided to be a good student in the future. Six years have passed and the city where I live has changed a little. The familiar snack bar on the corner was demolished, and it took a long time to find the taste in memory. Standing on this side of the road, you can count several new high-rise buildings opposite to kill time. Occasionally, I recall my childhood games and sigh that those familiar things are disappearing quietly. In other words, I am still an ordinary person after six years, and I will still imagine what I will look like in the next six years. Sorry, I didn't become the "future me" you imagined, so I saw "fourteen-year-old Xiao Mo" again. You can only imagine me, but I can see you clearly. Am I what you expect? "I was very sad when I said this sentence-I, I didn't become what I expected a few years ago. As a child, I am what you expect me to be in the future. I want to write it as a simple letter and send it to you as soon as the time machine is developed. Now, I am writing about my feelings-my guilt about my past self. I choose to send this letter to you-me six years ago, the young and immature me who just started the first grade.