Cotton on a Needle

It was not too late to read this book when I was in the third grade of junior high school. It was the most confusing period in my life, and reading this book was a rare pleasure at that time. What I remember the most is the mantra that I still remember: "I wish the little angel who reads books a happy day every day~" There are many variations of this mantra, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the title "little angel". This is my most profound memory. At that time, this book was the top masterpiece in my mind, but it was a pity that I never had the opportunity to read the entire book. Now I have finally fulfilled my wish and finished reading "Cotton on a Needle". But I am already a freshman, the book is still the same book, and the boy is no longer the boy. I can't help feeling that things are different and people are different. It has to be said that "Cotton on a Needle" is not an excellent novel. In this book, your little angel can feel an imposed deliberateness. Because the excessive narration left too many traces that were inconsistent with the simple story. "Cotton on Needle" is not so much a story as it is a communication. It is a carrier that conveys the author's state of mind. The separation of love and hate is, after all, just the product of obscenity and a fabricated story. The separation of love and hate makes this story more consistent with the "perfection" that only belongs to Yu Weiwan's heart. However, once it is perfect, it also means death. The lengthy narration and deliberate description make the story in "Cotton on Needle" nailed. This is an acquired skill, a learned skill. A truly excellent novel is one whose story is alive and not restricted by excessive narration. Otherwise, the story and narration will reverse subject and object, and it will become a thesis. The soul of this living story is blank space. The blank space is the "hole" in the story. This hole means that it cannot be named or defined. In this way, when Juweiwan shares a story, it is no longer a crucified communication with you as the subject. On the contrary, it will become a mirror, reflecting the life of Youweiwan and every little angel. The difference is like the way of heaven that ruthlessly controls the cycle of life. Life can only passively accept the destiny given to it. At the end of the day, it is either unwilling and painful, or gives up and is domesticated; or the way of heaven and life are one, and jointly explain their existence. In this way, every life is their own master, and in this way, there is no so-called way of heaven - this is a world jointly created by all life, not the territory of the tyrant-like way of heaven. ——From an insignificant little angel who watches you silently.

I wish you all the best in the plenary session of the college entrance examination.

It's a bit slow to make out~~I can't tell anything in one chapter, come on~three updates a day

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Come on! ! ~~~~It's very beautiful. I'll update it later!

Keep writing! Great support!

Oh, I forgot to say congratulations on becoming V!

This is one of the few unit dramas I have ever seen that is so wordy.

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The story is very touching. Li Lun is aloof and cold. I like this kind of male god. Ahem~ The boy in white is Shi Beizhi?