Fucking Lonely

To paraphrase an old saying, people learn to get along with themselves throughout their lives. When I was a child, I had many ideals: to be a scientist, doctor, lawyer, judge, teacher, writer, etc. As I grew up, my only ideal was to be a writer, because words can bring so many feelings to people, and I really like stories. It's a bit funny to say that my first novel originated when I was in elementary school. Well, it should be called a fairy tale. At that time, the teacher asked me to write a diary every day, but what happened every day was just going to and from school, what I ate today, what I did, and some trivial things. Because I really didn't know what to write one day, and influenced by the cartoons of that time, I started serializing fairy tales in my diary. I still remember that the title of the book was casually called The Adventures of an Ant Riding a Bird. An ant wanted to see the vast world. After helping a bird, they decided to go on an adventure together. Later, I updated it intermittently for two years. One day, I really didn't know how to continue and stopped writing. The teacher later asked me why I stopped writing. My first reader was my Chinese teacher, haha, although I'm a little embarrassed for being cheated. The second novel was written when I was in junior high school. I started writing it myself after reading a few romance novels. In addition, the novels I came across were really bloody. I thought the story must be twists and turns. It must be that he loves her, she doesn't love him, she loves him, and she and she They are biological sisters. His mother killed her parents. It was so bloody. At that time, I also came up with the idea of ​​drawing the protagonists of my story, and each of them had to have their own "famous quote". Now that I think about it, it feels funny, but I am still very happy. The third book was written when I was studying alone in a different place. At that time, I read a lot of books, most of them novels. The transition from romance to beauty was very fast. In fact, the first Danmei novel I came across was a boy-boy novel. I was still in junior high school at that time. I thought it was a typographical error at first, but later I found out in the middle that it was really a boy-boy, and there was an erotic plot in the middle. However, the author's writing was too obscure, which led me to think that boys and girls tolerate each other from the front. I struggled for a long time, is it really not going to be broken? At the same time, it opened the door to a new world. Due to the impact this novel had on me, I was a little bit repelled by Danmei, but later it was so fragrant that I couldn't control it. One of the early novels I read was Mr. Butler on the catwalk. At that time, I thought how could there be such a gentle butler, and how could there be such a bad-tempered young master. In the end, when they were together, I felt that Mr. Butler deserved better. Oops, it's a bit late, I accidentally talked about a lot. In short, I always feel that words have warmth and are the cornerstone of Gensokyo. When a story is created, it will definitely carry certain characteristics of the original author at a certain period of time. No matter whether the person who sees it feels moved or hypocritical, it will always be yourself at a certain period of time. By now I have become more and more aware that the purpose of my writing is to please myself, and if it can also bring a little happiness to others, that would be great. The road is long and far away, I will search up and down and encourage you together.

I really like this kind of essay, it always feels like it can be very close to other people's hearts. Thank you for your trust.

If every time we meet is considered too late, then this night will be your tall shadow. What a lonely and gentle creature people are, you are like cotton in the snow.

[Fanfan]2026.3.10[Empty bowl]

To be honest, I don't have writing skills, and I have never wanted to write a long review for an author. Even if I really wanted to write, I would have given up because I was too lazy or for other reasons. [Kneel down on the ground Well, I saw it in a Weibo tweet package, and it's been a long time since I saw it. I don't even know the specific plot, and I don't have the nerve to write a long comment under that post. But it seems that the other side is my secret possessiveness, because I feel like I am the only one in this article. [Cover face When did you probably start raping you? A year ago? I was bored walking around Jinjiang and glanced at the search bar. This pen name flashed through my mind. Suddenly I had the idea of ​​​​wanting to watch this person, so I followed my heart and went from Jinjiang to Weibo. [That's right, I'm a rape addict I remember seeing a follower post on Weibo, saying that you feel lonely because you don't have a good conversation with the world. I was about to think of something to reply to, but the power went out, and then nothing happened again. Now I even forgot that person's ID. In fact, even if I have a good conversation with the world, I will still feel lonely, not to mention that the world doesn't know me at all. When my parents were getting divorced, I felt that I was the loneliest and most pitiful person in the world. Later, I started to make myself less lonely at school and actively integrated into the group. However, I found that everyone is a different individual. After all, there are some gaps between people. There are always some things that no one can share with you. There are always some people who just accidentally stepped into the door of your room. "As long as I have the will to keep myself and be strong As long as I have the strength to climb up the mountain on a summer night Look at the stars coming in groups on the other side of the mountain. "That's probably what I want to say. The world remains fascinating. The person I spend the most time with in this life is probably myself. Even if loneliness is like breathing, you have to make yourself interesting so that you can get along with yourself better, right? The positive girl thought so. By the way, I remember when I was in the first grade of junior high school, I bought a big notebook from the grocery store to write a novel. I wrote in class and after class. I took it home and read it to my grandpa every week. Then it disappeared for some reason and I wrote several large pages. But now I still remember the seriousness of erasing it with an eraser and rewriting it if there was any obstacle. It was really great, and it was really great to have someone read it. It's also great to be able to write something you love and have other people love it. It's great to be able to chat with your favorite authors. If Maugham were here, I would kneel down and lick her no matter what. I am too tired to write a long review, my hands are too cold, and southerners faint from crying in the toilet. The font of Jinjiang Long Commentary is too small. It looks very tired. Please take a rest. This is my first long review, and it's the first day of 2015. It's so festive. My grandma used to say that a person may forget another person eventually, but he will never forget the feeling that he once brought to her. I will never forget that. This is my favorite author. By the time you see this long review, it will probably be January 2, 2015. I have never had such a thing as writing skills. Please forgive me for my poor writing, and I wish you good luck from the Beta Planet, BIU! BIU! BIU! I wish you peace and joy. 2015.1.1 A positive girl from Planet Beta

As a science student with terrible writing skills and no writing talent, I actually yearn for a lonely young literary writer like Mr. I am probably destined not to become such a person, so I yearn for it more and more. I didn't know what I said after talking for a long time... Anyway, Kanade really likes it!

It's a bit sad to read, the writing style in the column is very cute

It's been a long time since I've been here, I miss you a bit

Also, what's inside the quotation marks is a poem. Lonely As the years go by, my heart becomes richer and richer Different from when I was young, I no longer have to think about what I used to do Feel like old friends at first sight with every new friend you make Or we must use language to refer to thoughts as concrete shapes. Whether they come or go, it seems to me the same thing As long as I can keep my ego and my strong will As long as I have the strength to climb up the mountain on a summer night Look at the stars coming in droves, on the other side of the mountain Let them believe that I love them more than I really do Let them believe that I care a lot even though I'm walking alone If it makes them proud, what does it matter to me? As long as I am whole, like a flower or a stone Tisdale

The harmonized word is a beautiful sister with big breasts and long legs.