A Thousand Bones of Flowers and a Long-distance Saying

Xiaojiu is here, the Spring Festival is coming, and the new year is coming~ Here I wish you all a Happy New Year and a Happy Spring Festival! Here is the bonus for house painting! Everyone is welcome, there will be prizes~ I'm here to give you some benefits. Thank you for your company over the past five years. We have gone through ups and downs together, and we have experienced laughter together. Thank you for your company. I love you, okay~ Winter vacation is here, let's have some fun~ The following is my message for this year's Spring Festival. Today is the same day every year, and today is the same day every year. I gather with you all, cry and laugh, comfort you every time I am unhappy, and share with you when I am happy. Nineteen years have passed, but there are still countless tomorrows... The rules of the Spring Festival welfare activities are as follows: In the book review area of "A Thousand Bones of Flowers", post the Spring Festival welfare posts ~ [One person can win up to three times] Limited time: January 10th to January 26th It's time to lock the post~ The prizes are as follows: Dragon Girl Tears' complete set of Han costume accessories [worth eighty-nine], Jade Rabbit headband [worth twenty], a pair of orchid fairy hairpins [worth sixty], a koala doll [worth thirty], two bracelets to choose from [each worth thirty-five, total seventy], two bracelets to choose from [each worth forty-five, total nine] Ten], a watch [worth two hundred], thirty-six of the novels [Sitianjian of the Tang Dynasty ②], sixty of [Jiangshan Youth Travel Part Two], forty-five of [Ruyi Pavilion], forty-six of [Onmyoji], three volumes of [Forensic Qin Ming] one hundred and two, [Zhong Ling Biography] thirty-six, [Jiangshan Ruhua] sixty and so on... The winning floor will be announced later, taking twenty-three as an example...

Fireworks are easy to get cold, and they are so gorgeous in the night sky, grabbing everyone's attention, while Jiang Ci is nestled in the Jiuxuan Immortal Gate, where a group of monks are busy, wearing aprons and cooking New Year's Eve dinner, "I'll do this!" "I'll do it!" "I'm here, don't fight with me!" ... The kitchen was a mess for a while. Jiang Ci couldn't stand it anymore, so he kicked the person out directly, and then stepped in personally. With a loud bang, the kitchen hero died gloriously. It was pitch black, and Jiang Ci's clothes were all black, but he still had to remain aloof. This was a Spring Festival without a New Year's Eve dinner... "I wish you all a happy Spring Festival. Hey, hey, there's nothing to eat..."

#2019年是什么意思# In fact, in my eyes, my fans are the most special. They accompany me through the spring, summer, autumn and winter, laugh together, and go crazy together. This is something that nothing can exchange for. I only hope that we will still meet again after we say goodbye to each other.

Xiaojiu is here, New Year's Day is coming, and so is the New Year~ So I'm here to send you some benefits, thank you all for your company~ The rules for New Year's Day welfare activities are as follows: Post a New Year's Day benefit post in the book review area of "A Thousand Bones of Flowers"~ [One person can win up to three times] Love you~ Limited time: December 8th to December 30th It's time to lock the post~ Winning floor: ninety-nine as an example, please be sure to reach more than five hundred~

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Wow, today is the last day of 2019. Xiaojiu is here to wish everyone a happy New Year's Eve. Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and the new year is coming. Happy 2020!

Have you come to praise me? Haha, happy new year everyone.

Welcome to watch the little cutie, her handwriting is very beautiful! ! ! ! Let me praise this little fairy [omitting 10,000 words below...] Pen refill❤️❤️❤️❤️~

When the clouds pass by and the moon shines over the building, the night view is separated by the fragrance of flowers. The passing music of Suqin is sad and joyful, and the floating dust in half a dream makes people feel desolate. Leaning on the railing and relying on the west wind, looking at the heartbroken wine cup. Year after year comes and goes, morning and evening, singing songs together with poems and prose. "With the ambition to serve the country, I am willing to die for you on the battlefield. How can I talk about it?" The answer is: Gold wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken. "Family and country are the ambitions in the heart." When friends cherish to say goodbye, the words are on the lips but you don't know what to say, how can you talk about them? He replied: "I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow you until the end of the night." "Friends are people who care about each other." "It's usually a close friend who cares about each other. When we say goodbye, we shed a few tears." What to talk about? "The answer is: "The autumn wind is seen in Luoyang City, and I want to write a book full of ideas. "Family affection is just a matter of words." I haven't returned home for many years, and my thoughts are endless. What to talk about? "The answer is: "Tonight I miss my hometown thousands of miles away, and there will be another year of frost on my temples tomorrow. "Those who are homesick sigh that they don't know when they will return. "The rolling waves of mortal world are worthy of the continuous longing for each other. What to talk about? "The answer is: "The lonely lamp does not understand, and I am so sad that I roll up my curtain and look at the moonlit sky and sigh. "The one who loves me turns into tears of lovesickness. Sip a cup of Fusheng tea and play a game of chess. It is like half a screen of Fusheng, dyed with the fragrance of poetry and ink, and has its own natural sound. In the poems of Spring and Autumn, some are full of pride, some are lingering and pathos, or some are full of sorrow. The long alleys of the ancient streets are free of dust, and people are talking and laughing all the time. The cold night is already full of green scenery, and it's too late to catch up with people scattered. The drizzle is falling, my heart is slightly chilled, I hold an umbrella and walk alone in the world. No one stands on the streets at night, only red lights hanging on the eaves. The fireworks of three springs turn away the coldness of winter. Thinking of the prosperous scene in the day, but knowing that it will be heartbreaking later. Then he entered the bamboo forest, looked up at the sky and the earth silently, and sighed deeply. Lin Shen didn't know where the person was, he could only see the bright moonlight. As soon as I enter the empty mountain, I feel sad and sigh, leaning against the green bamboo and listening to the sounds in the mountain. I don't see the beautiful pot singing to the moon, or the long song leaning on the tower. I wish to keep my pure heart and look at the bronze mirror, and I am willing to be a discerning person in the world. No one talks openly about the sorrow of youth, but I listen to the sound in my dreams. The floating life is like a dream, and the dream aspirations have nowhere to show, and they fall into pieces and return to other places. At the end of the road, I can see the moon rising from the sky. I wake up from my dream and am still in the courtyard. What seems real and illusory ends up being a dream, with nowhere to recall and no way to judge. But in the end, it is only a corner of the half-screen, which is the voice of the heart and the evidence of human experience. They all talk about the empty dream of floating life, picking up fallen flowers, listening to the wind blowing, and the notes of the strings falling three times together. With a gentle smile, forget the sorrows of the world. Horse hooves tread on the stone slab, there is no end to the return. The rain falls on Qing's shoulders, and you don't know who is playing the pipa, just like a play in the world of mortals. Finally, when we are in a foreign land, we no longer have our beautiful clothes, even though the debris and dust fall all over our bodies, we still look forward to the triumphant return of the warriors. When I was drunk, I read the sword by burning the lamp, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Soldiers are ordered on the battlefield, thousands of lamps have great aspirations, just for peace in the world. With your holy name, all the people will be happy and harmonious. If there is no "generals die in a hundred battles, and heroes return in ten years", how can there be "a small building listening to the spring rain all night, and a deep alley selling apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty". The flames of war engulf the heavens and people are suffering, and the wise men have no way to repay the country. Decay! Reciting a song, muttering endlessly, lamenting the ups and downs of life, when will the world be bright again? Is there really no good cure? I can't bear to sacrifice my life for peace. I can't see him in my life, but I know that the soldiers killed the enemy just to return home and see their relatives. May he live a peaceful and prosperous life, treat wine as song, and enjoy a blissful life.

( •̆ ᵕ •̆ )◞♡ Goodbye, 19 years; hello, 20 years~ As a writer, you must be responsible for every character you write. Today, I specially use this small section to talk about this year. I have also experienced trough periods, and when my career was on the rocks, I never thought of giving up. I have long regarded all of this as a part of life. When I am sad, my fans comfort me. I don't know why, but I always like to lick my wounds alone in a dark corner. On the surface, I know everything, but in the end, I am a living person. I can laugh and cry. I will also be sad when I am scolded. I accept it humbly when it is mentioned that I should change, but I can only endure it silently for no reason. From the beginning of 2015 to the end of 2019, in the past five years, I have worked step by step, from the excitement of coding out the first chapter, to the joy of collecting one by one, to looking forward to the fans' feelings after it is put on the shelves. You need to persevere every step of the way. What is more important is not luck, but your perseverance and heart that is not afraid of hardships... The road is long, and my family does not support me, saying that I am not doing my job properly and delaying my studies. I always hide in the corner and shed tears silently. I just want to pursue my dream, is it really wrong? ! Sometimes, we are no longer the children in their eyes... The lack of support and understanding from my family once broke me down. After being depressed for a period of time, I continued to write the words in my heart. I believe that there are many people like me who have chosen this path. Some people pursue their dreams, and some people do it for money and gain, but they all leave, so you have to go to the end, and don't regret your choice. Watching pirated copies does not respect the author and copyright, but we have no right to interfere with whether you want to watch it or not. We just hope that you will stick to the genuine version. There is also the issue of charging. In fact, every word is coded by us with hard work. You can leave, but don't curse and accuse us anymore. It is not easy for us, and we also have to support our families. This is also our hard work! The road to writing is also full of thorns, and I cried in pain, but I never gave up... Hello, 2020~