
Xingxiang
星乡
by Shuiyueshanhe (水月山河)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 993k Words
- Chapters
- 175
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Ancient Era
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeCultivation
- POVFemale Lead
- Age13+
- Fateful Encounter
- Groveling Romance
- Past & Present Lives
- Xuanhuan
Synopsis
(Text of the copy) The stars are sparse and the shadows of the river are turning, and the frost is heavy and the moon is solitary. The stars in the sky are like the moon, forever alone... Well, this paragraph looks good and has quite an artistic conception. How about starting the copy like this? "..." "..." "Oh, no, no. Since you are writing your own story, you have to show your truest self. Pretending to be deep is not a good idea." The heroine frowned and muttered to herself, picked up the ink pen and crossed out the first sentence of the copy: "How about writing a poem?" "..." "..." "Oh, I don't feel good, but I still compose poems. Doesn't this just mean composing new words to express my sorrow?" "Or..." The heroine struggled for a long time, writing and crossing out, crossing out and writing again, so... "How on earth do you write this damn copy? I'm going to die!" The screams resounded throughout the Shenxiao Yuqing Mansion. "Madam, what's wrong?" A figure appeared in the air. "Why is it so difficult to write a book!" The heroine stared at him, threw away the ink pen pitifully, and lay down completely: "It's too difficult for me!" "Then who asked you to make a bet with your husband in the first place?" The figure sneered: "Since my wife has already boasted about Haikou, saying that she has read thousands of books since she was three years old and writes like a god, I naturally want to come and experience it." "Get out of here!" The heroine looked at the sky and was already breathing more out than in: "If you keep writing like this, I will really die young." "Everything is difficult at the beginning. The promise you made has to be fulfilled even if you cry, right?" The male protagonist sneered. "Bah, you are still talking about me? What did you promise me in the mortal world back then? You kept saying that you would pick off the stars in the sky and give them to me. Where are the stars? There are no shadows of them now." The heroine is "mad with rage" and "roars like a lion from the east of the river." However, he didn't say a few words before he was restrained by the male protagonist. He smiled evilly and whispered in the female protagonist's ear: "It's unfair. What the lady said has been achieved." "Hmm, what a ghost! Where are the stars? Why didn't I see them?" "Oh, my lady, you must have forgotten that you yourself are a star." (Complaining: The new author is a copywriter novice, so he can only write like this, which is disrespectful.) ………… In addition, this article provides guidance and demining: Say important things three times 1. This article is not about orthopedics, nor is it about brother-sister love, nor is it about brother-sister love. It is not about brother-sister love. (But the heroine bullies her younger brother every day, hehe.) 2. The male protagonist and the female protagonist in this article are not good, not good, not good (actually, cross out ++) 3. This article follows a plot line, is connected before and after, and has a long foreshadowing. The three introductions are all closely related to the subsequent plot. All readers are "playing" this article based on their interest, so show mercy - the tears of the new author, woo woo woo 4. The title of the article comes from a line by Su Shi: "This place where my heart is at ease is my hometown." Most of the poems and articles appearing in this article are quoted from ancient poems and articles. All the characters and personalities related to Taoist myths and "Dream of Red Mansions" in the article are fictitious and are simply quoted. They have nothing to do with the original work of "Dream of Red Mansions" or the godhead displayed in the Taoist myth itself. Intention: Can responsibility and freedom be balanced? This place of peace of mind is my hometown, maybe it's the answer