The original poem is very long, translated into about 284 words.
The first time I heard that love poem was in a comedy, but I thought it was funny. I am thirty years old. Looking back, I feel that I am the lonely root number three. This root sign has nothing to do with feelings.
Last weekend, a colleague and girlfriend visited the class. As department heads, they had to have a light meal together. During the dinner, my colleagues flattered me and said that I was a winner in life. Twenty-five-year-old bought a house in Shanghai, got married and had children, had a happy family and a stable and reliable job. I can only say that this is a social event, not the real me.
In fact, I am a lonely root number three, I like loneliness, and the feeling of being alone is my favorite.
Friends and colleagues get together, and that's me in the corner of KTV ~
At the reunion, I was unknown on the wine table ~
Various activities, parties, I am the one who calmly closes my eyes ~
I'm not autistic. I just like thinking alone, working alone, playing alone and doing what I want.
Please don't bother me if you can.