Reminiscing About Life in Piles of Old Papers

About This Novel

Ever since I was a child, I have liked to write and draw in notebooks and make up all kinds of random sentences. At that time, my parents were working outside and there were no computers at home, so when I was writing, I only needed a pen and a notebook. Every night when the night is about to end, I will turn off all the lights in the house, then go into the bedroom and turn on the table lamp. So, a small lantern was lit in front of me. I seemed to have passed through a lush forest of time and arrived in ancient times. I became a little book boy with tied hair and a tie, sitting respectfully at the desk and writing every sentence seriously and hard. The ballpoint pen meandered quietly on the white paper, making a dense rustling sound, like a gentle drizzle.

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