It's really the best book I've ever read with a female protagonist. It can be seen that the author really loves the heroine, and the logic is strict, and the plot is compact and not boring at all. The first one is about the heroine who travels to another world and disguises herself as a man, then takes part in a scientific examination and becomes a famous figure. The heroine has truly become my Bai Yueguang, and I am about to become the heroine's dream girl. The second book is about science fiction beast control. The heroine's baby is very powerful. It is a very enjoyable book.
When you are confused about your marriage, career, or family, read this book. It vividly describes the love between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, the love between husband and wife, the love between mother and daughter, and the love between best friends. Every character is lifelike. In addition to being beautiful, you can also learn a lot.
Highly recommend "After Returning to the Garden, I Cured the Madness", the first-person male protagonist returns to the countryside + two-way healing. The 50,000 words are already fat enough to be slaughtered, the pace is comfortable, and the more you read, the better you get!
It's good to watch, but it's just not enough. If you don't like to keep up with updates, save it and keep it. I've fallen into the trap and read it all the way through the night. Don't be misled by the title!
[The masterpiece of bird food][The masterpiece of bird food] 1: Published as soon as it is completed! Feminine charm! More high energy! Group portrait! 2: Female killer/plot series; 3: Treasure found in the book wasteland! This is the first book that I shared without being attracted to the heroine after reading it; 4: The heroine is super strong, has a big pattern, a big framework, and is doted on by the male protagonist. Every book is worth it [The God of Bird Food] [The God of Bird Food] It's just that it's hard to find meal replacements. Those who are short of books will understand [Add one to the bookshelf] [Already planted]
Not a cool article🌟Not a sweet pet🌟No golden fingers🌟Weak women and strong men Milgram experiment🔥Trolley problem🔥Multiple time and space and multiple perspectives 🌈"What we have said and what we have done will leave a mark on our souls." - "Memory Trial" 🌈 "When the first ray of consciousness falls into the clay pot, all life becomes a butterfly in the vat." - "123 Wooden Man" 🌈"Obviously they were born in the light, but they can only hide in the darkness. Obviously they were born with people, but in the end they were abandoned." - "Hide and Seek" 🍄 "Do anything first, make it a pile of shit and then slowly change it. She would rather make a lot of mistakes, be scolded and ridiculed, than stay where she is and suffer." "She doesn't want meaningless pain." 🍀"The world will not give you more mercy just because you are weak. Whoever suffers will change. Whoever changes will benefit. This has always been the case." 🌼"It is never a shameful thing to rely on others. How to get satisfactory results for yourself is the most important thing." 🌸"Strong people have powerful ways of living, and weak people have weak ways of survival. As long as you can survive, you are worthy of being praised." 🔥Redemption story, women save men, women help men, women save a planet. 🔥Only those in high positions can give and help. 🔥Become the savior of all mankind in a weak body. 🔥 🎋The first three dungeons have some foreshadowing and testing. If you don't like it, you can skip it and start directly from the fourth dungeon in the second volume🎋🎋🎋
It's a very well-written book that I read recently. The heroine Li Zhi is so charming. It's basically full of well-written and strong female characters. I really like it.
Sapiosexual, childhood sweethearts who have been loving couple for 55 years in the past life + double twins + UI designer male protagonist, strict political line (New Deal implementation, court games) delicate emotional line (daily interaction, detail pampering) modern skills implementation (double-entry accounting, design application) Multi-dimensional balance, relatively comprehensive sweet pet + Machiavellian governance + past life bond + high love time travel + deep emotional and court binding
Looking at the narrow smile in his daughter's eyes, Li Gefei couldn't help but blush, and coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment. "Zhao'er," he paused, "do you have any good poems?" The thirteen-year-old girl's sitting posture was as straight as a pine tree developed over many years. The way she holds the pen is exactly the same as that of her father, who taught her how to write when she was five years old. But when she wrote, she was completely different from her father. No hesitation, no hesitation, no hesitation. The ink marks were almost an extension of her breath. The body is dim and light yellow, soft in nature, and only the fragrance remains far away from the traces of love. Wang held her breath slightly. Li Gefei's hand holding the cup stopped in mid-air. No need for light green and light red, it is naturally the best among flowers. "Why..." He murmured and repeated, "It is what it is..." It's not "should be", not "it is". It is "self-righteousness". Naturally, that's what it is. She argued nothing, proved nothing. She was just stating. State a fact that she has believed since she was a child and has never wavered. The plum blossoms are jealous, the chrysanthemums should be ashamed, and the painted lantern is crowned with Mid-Autumn Festival. Wang gently raised her hand and covered her lips. Qingzhao was three years old when she married into the Li Mansion. The child, who had lost his mother for three years, rushed towards her happily, holding the crabapple hairpin in his hand, looking up at her, his eyes as bright as stars. She thought the child needed her. Only then did she realize that this child never needed anyone's mercy. All she needs is a yard where she can bloom. Scholars can be ruthless, why can't they come to an end? Li Qingzhao put down his pen. She raised her head and met the eyes of her father and mother, without avoiding or being shy. "It's finished," she said. The voice is very soft. The hall was silent. The silence is not empty, it is full. The moonlight filled the courtyard, the fragrance of cinnamon filled the room, and the three notes were spread out on the case, containing the thoughts of the three people. Li Gefei slowly put down his wine glass. He wanted to say something. He said that your lyrics are much better than your father's, and that you should not just be the daughter of the Li family, but should be a poet all over the world. Saying that this world treats you too poorly, but you treat yourself so well. But he couldn't say a word. He just looked at his daughter. He looked at the begonia flower hairpin on her temples that she had been rubbing for ten years, at her still childish but firm eyebrows, and at the ease with which she was writing when she started writing, which even she had never been able to achieve. At this moment he suddenly understood. He had polished so many poems in his life, worn out his fingers, and spent all his efforts, but he only left a few lines of ink marks on the paper. My daughter doesn't have to grind anything. She just bloomed. Like the osmanthus plant in the garden, no one needs to ask or appreciate it. When the autumn wind blows, the garden will naturally be filled with fragrance. And what allowed this sweet-scented osmanthus to bloom freely—— He looked at his wife. Ms. Wang lowered her head and smoothed the corners of Qingzhao's note, her movements gentle, like stroking her daughter's soft forehead when she threw herself into her arms at the age of three. In the past ten years, every night like this, every singing like this, every drink, every poem, every laugh. He gave her a child who had lost his mother, but she gave him a daughter who was "naturally the best among flowers." The best poems in the world were not written on paper. Li Gefei lowered his head, placed the three words side by side, and flattened the corners. His voice was a little hoarse. "This word... Put it in the box." Li Qingzhao raised his eyes. "When you reach the age of hairpin," he didn't look at his daughter, still lowering his head and gently stroking the edge of the paper with both hands, "daddy asked someone to frame it into a hand scroll and make it one of your dowry." Li Qingzhao suddenly blushed with embarrassment, and said with embarrassment: "Dad -" Mrs. Wang covered her mouth and laughed, and two-year-old Li Hao clapped her hands stupidly and laughed along: "Dowry, dowry!" Li Qingzhao stomped his feet in shame, turned around and ran away. The moonlight outside the window is still there, and the scent of cinnamon is still there. Li Gefei picked up his son and smiled at each other. Life is complete like this.