Sound of Soul
心灵之响
by Cloth Silk Millet (布帛菽粟)
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 218k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 16y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeLove
- POVFemale Lead
- Age13+
- Serious Drama
Synopsis
Hello everyone for the third time! I found that after dragging this long snake-like photo halfway, it said "This page is not responding". I don't know if it's just me, so I transferred the photo to this album: http://www. Douban. Com/photos/album/157875818/ The New Year is coming soon, I wish you all good luck and a Happy New Year! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hello everyone again! I wanted to create a new chapter to write a few sentences, but new chapters cannot be added to "completed" articles, so if I add them here, it may make the copy a little messy. Please forgive me. The reply is also written here: @ Jacques read it in Mandarin. He got a degree in Sinology in 2013. Even so, he still couldn't quite understand what I wrote. Are you the girl who asked me about my height on sex? Maybe not, haha, anyway You can lose 1-2 cm because of wearing shoes. ↓ @Mushroom Time flies by quickly, but everything is fine. When I read it again five years later, I didn't believe I wrote it. My thoughts today are like two different people compared to five years ago. Or should I say six years ago. Thank you for your blessings :) @momod I know I am not the oldest person on the Internet, but I have been around for a long time before the Internet era was born. So even though I know that the other end of the Internet can be anyone, my fixed mindset when writing stories still always feels that the readers are my peers. However, the story will not change as long as it is not adapted. People always grow older :) What you said is really good, why should I laugh at you. @ Thank you:) The future cannot be predicted, which is a good thing. When I was a child, I yearned for everything in the West and wanted to live in such a place, but before my wish came true, I had forgotten all about my childhood enthusiasm. What I find interesting is that everything you think about in the world can happen, but when it happens, you don't want it that way, or you don't think that way anymore. In other words, although you can get your wish, you cannot get it. @A Xing@Tong Yuan The current Baidu Space does not even exist! Maybe one day the stories I wrote will no longer exist :) Also, here are some photos that girls asked me for before and now, please take a look below: Jacques 2002 Jacques 2004 ↓ 2011 ↓ 2015 ↓ 29-06-2015 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello everyone! I haven't been here for a long, long time, and although I haven't forgotten the story I wrote, I honestly don't remember it either. When I was writing the story, I mentioned that I originally planned to write it for Jacques (the prototype of the male protagonist in the story) because "Wild Swan" moved him to tears. I thought I could also write the story of several generations of my family to make him cry again. At that time, I planned to write in English, until later I searched for Jinjiang, a place where I could write stories. I didn't use English, I didn't follow my original intention, and the story gradually went off the rails after it started. Four months later, such a story was completed. Five years ago (the year I started and completed this story), you and I who read the story discussed in our replies whether we should show it to Jacques, and I said I would not show it to him. But now, he asked, and I had no reason to refuse. I also said it first, the story from 5 years ago is about 10 years ago or 7 or 8 years ago, and it is just a story, don't take it too seriously. When I re-read it, I found that it was really difficult to understand. Even as an author, it was a bit difficult for me. I understood it very well 5 years ago. Jacques is even worse. Since he is the person involved, he is always eager or can't help but match the characters in the story with real people. For example, when reading the first 5 chapters, he asked me: Is the hidden artist my father? I said how could it be your father? Isn't it obviously you? He said: But doesn't he have a photo of his wife and children? … I asked him: Do you know when you first appeared in the story? Not to be mentioned, but to show up in person. He said: I know, the table fell over. I said that was what really happened, and right here (referring to my home in Germany), I even recorded the clothes you were wearing. He said: Did you move the table that time? I said: How could it be me? Are you tired of me moving your table? Not everything has to be exactly what happened... This photo was taken on October 15, 2014, just yesterday. It should be considered a very recent photo. Five years ago, in a reply, someone asked me to send a recent photo. I asked, are the recent photos recent photos or photos taken very close? It's not that my Chinese has deteriorated. Ever since I was a child, I have never understood whether recent photos refer to close time or close distance. Please forgive me for the way I look in the photo. I don't know how to describe it. I look like Li Tiemei, or is that girl wearing a flower that my dad can't buy because he has no money? Jacques liked me in this photo (through the sample play I described) and said he would print one and put it in a frame, which is why he chose this photo to upload here, and I wonder if it's really that funny. However, the people in the story are already the same people 5-10 years ago, and they are only the people in the story. I asked Jacques, do I look like Li Jian? Is Ryan like you? He said it didn't look like it. Of course, we're not talking about whether they look alike. Ten years is a long time. No one would believe that a person at 27 is exactly the same as he was at 17. "When I was 17, I just grew a beard, and when I was 17, I continued to grow taller." But sometimes, I can see him from 10 years ago in one of his expressions. I wonder if the two people you imagine are similar to us? Or not like it. This story was originally written by him, and finally read by him (although it was still very early). Now, the story should be considered complete. Intention: