"Today is December 31, 2020, and we are finally going to bid farewell to the worst year. I hope 2021 will be even better." Hello everyone, my name is Ah Feng. A full-time employee who has been working at a juggling booth for nearly three years. I believe that everyone has different reasons and moods to read this article. The younger brother's writing is poor, so I hope everyone will give me some advice. (This sentence is a must-write for DSE comprehensive ability) On December 31 of last year, if I remember correctly, I should still be wandering on the street without wearing a mask, preparing to celebrate New Year’s Eve. Today, I am typing this article in front of the computer. But without the epidemic, I will not quietly review what I did at the sideshow booth in 2020. I still remember that in January, before the epidemic worsened, the juggling stall held a "New Year's Lucky Draw". At that time, the prizes included the latest diabolos, spinning discs and foreign LED throwing balls, which attracted countless people to participate in the lucky draw. To be fair, I had to handwrite 100-200 names. On this day, after the event was over, I was happy to "close the stove", and immediately took a flash trip to Taiwan with my friends. Unexpectedly, the "nightmare" happened after I went to Taiwan.