Blessings Shine on the Clouds Above QingtaI

This novel is like the first flower planted by oneself, from clumsily tilling the soil and sowing seeds, to staying up late watering, catching insects, and finally waiting until it pulls out its thin stems and blooms into a flower that is not stunning but unique. There are countless late nights of deliberation hidden in the text, and the plot is wrapped in a childish observation of the world. I know it has flaws - some of the dialogue is a little artificial, and individual turns are not natural enough, like the edges of the petals of a flower with traces of insect bites. But it is even clearer that those vivid characters, blurted sentences, and the impulse to slap the table when writing are all sincerity that belongs to this moment alone. It is not a perfect answer, but it is a medal for my own courage. Next time I write, I will definitely bring this warm experience with me to make the story longer.

In the story, every character has his own shining point, which makes people moved.