Tears Filled the Sky and Red Mud Fell

About This Novel

In the past, pain made me suffer, but now pain makes me more awake! I seem to be living in an empty world, and pain brings me a feeling of despair. I am like a wanderer, no one cares about me. This feeling always makes my life full of hope. I am more and more energetic. Writing articles and my inner words have become the pillars of my spirit and soul. Poor people, I have already thought of how to describe them with sympathetic words, hateful people, I have already thought of how to use angry words to describe them, and sad people, I have also thought of how to use sad words to describe them. The bad articles I write can also make me savor them for a long time. I am both an author and a reader. "Works" are the best thing for self-comfort. No matter when and where I am, I always want to pick up a pen and write. My sadness, fear, and pain are completely immersed in words. Even if I wander on the streets and sleep in the open, I can't lack paper and pen. I know that "learning" will eventually become my tiredness and resistance to fear. It must be after my old age! Some people may think that my articles are exaggerated, but they are all written based on feelings, and words keep popping up in my mind to fill the manuscript paper. There is no arrogance in my writing, because except for those who educate me and those who can be called mentors, everything is just caused by jealousy. Words do not win honors, but they are definitely the best way to express psychological feelings. All my fantasies come true under the collision of the tip of the pen and the words.

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