Sunset of Dynasty

This is my first time writing anything. It's easy to say. When I read "The End of Ten Days" that year, I hadn't finished the novel yet, so I kept up with the updates every day, as if I was waiting for dinner. Later, I got busy with work and put it down for more than half a year. Open the APP again and the book is finished. I felt a little empty in my heart, as if I had missed a banquet. I couldn't sleep at night because I had some random thoughts in my mind. After thinking about it, I started writing. Write about Huang Chao, write about Han Chan, and write about those children from poor families. I don't know why I wrote this. I probably had some thoughts about the imperial examination system when I was studying, and I felt a little resentful towards the powerful families. These things have been held in my heart for a long time, and I have to find a place to pour them out. I wrote two volumes with over 200,000 words, which took half a year. Think about it on the way to work, think about it while eating, and think about it before going to bed. When I feel happy writing, I feel that I can also be a story writer. Posted it on Tomato and found a place for myself to publish it. I thought maybe someone would see it, maybe someone would like it. After counting, there were seven readers in total. Seven. This number is very interesting, no more, no less, just enough for a mahjong table and three more card readers. Not many people read it, so I don't want to write about it. The second volume hastily concluded, explaining what needs to be explained and digging out the foreshadowing that should be buried. It's like inviting guests to a meal. When few guests come, the table is cleared. The dream of being a writer was shattered. It breaks cleanly, no regrets. There are too many people in this world who can write, and many of them write well. My little ability is just for fun. But the story is finished after all. Huang Chao is dead, the cicadas are gone, but the world is still the same.