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Good evening 97, you are probably asleep at this late hour. If not, I hope you go to bed early and take care of yourself. In the middle of this month, I became an adult. In the middle of next month, I will start school and enter the college life that I have been waiting for for a long time, but I am so confused. I found that even as an adult, I am still powerless. I consider myself not a very good person. I have average grades and average popularity. I don't like to socialize and I am not good at words. But my mother always thinks that I am excellent, so I work hard to become excellent. During the high school entrance examination, my mother hoped that I could pass the general high school entrance examination, but I failed, in mathematics. So I went to a vocational high school with the scores of the general and high school grades. I was unwilling but unable to do anything. On the day the admission results came out, my mother cried and regretted why she had not applied for a private high school. I comforted her by saying that the vocational high school was pretty good, and that if she took the vocational college entrance examination in the future, she could go to a good university to study for her undergraduate degree. Although I pretended to be cheerful, I was still very resentful in my heart, but I didn't know what to be resentful about - for not doing well in math? I know this is a foregone conclusion and I can't change it; I wish I didn't apply for a private high school? I know that my family has no money and cannot afford the tuition for these three years. So the college entrance examination became my last stand. Three months ago, I stepped into the examination room with my ideals in mind. Two months ago, the admission results were announced and I missed my goal again. Because of math again. How can a person fall twice in the same place? Fortunately, the results were not satisfactory. At least I got a public undergraduate degree (again with a professional score). I really don't know whether I should laugh at myself or rejoice at my good luck. Although my mother is regretful, she is still very satisfied with the result. Maybe my mother's education level is not high, so she thinks that her daughter is already very good if she can get into the undergraduate program. It would be better if it is a public program. Well - that's it, just go to college. With this thought in mind, I spent the rest of the long summer vacation mindlessly. A month ago, I came back from an outing with my friends. My dad and mom drove to pick me up. They had an inexplicable quarrel in the car. Only when we got home did we find out that the root cause was that my mom discovered for the second time (the first time was three years ago) that my dad owed money on a credit card and my tuition fees were gone. At 5 o'clock the next morning, I was woken up by the sound of talking in the living room. It was my parents talking about money. I lay on the bed and listened to the whole thing quietly until it was time for them to go to work, and then I pretended that nothing happened. Later, my mother helped my father pay back the money, and the matter was settled. But last night, my mother discovered that my father's debt had not been paid off, and the amount was larger than the previous one, and almost all of my father's salary was used to pay off the debt. The argument broke out again and I still retreated to my room. After the quarrel, my mother came to see me. The first thing she said was that she hoped that I would not be affected by these things and go to school with peace of mind. She would always find a way to provide me with tuition and living expenses. I burst into tears because I suddenly remembered a poem: "From the day I was born, I have been my mother's only hostage in the world." They had quarreled so many times, and every time my mother said she couldn't live with her anymore, but every time the storm subsided, she tried to put the broken mirror back together - I was the only part of her that she couldn't let go of. My mother saw me crying and couldn't hold it in anymore. She sobbed and said a lot intermittently. I immediately held back my tears, hugged her and patted her shoulders to comfort her, but I couldn't say anything and didn't know what to say. I didn't seem to have the right position to cry. She was the one who faced the center of the storm over the years, while I followed my father's character and always shrank and ran away. In the past three months, my mother has paid for my clothing, accommodation supplies, daily necessities, and laptop. In the future, she will also pay for my tuition, living expenses, and possibly my father's debt. My mother married far away and has no relatives here. She reports good news to my grandma but not bad news. My grandpa has Alzheimer's disease and my grandma is partial to my dad. I am the only one who can support her. And I have grown up, and I can't just sit back and move forward. My mother has shouldered so much for me, and I should also shoulder some. But I don't know what to do. I will also face many problems in the future, such as dormitory relationships, making new friends, CET-4... The problems are coming one after another like a wave. I thought that I should start my summer job again first. I originally wanted to quit it after a week without any work, but if I still have work next time, I might be able to earn enough for a month's living expenses. I have said so much without realizing it, but I still want to thank 97 for his words, which always give me strength and make my restless heart calm for a moment. May we all have the courage of a lion to walk into the wilderness.
97 An. The first work I read about you was "Southern Zen". At that time, I was amazed by this article, and it was the first time I knew the joy of reading. Later, I read "Journey into the Wine", and to this day it is one of the most powerful articles in my mind. I don't care what others think, I have the right to feel my own way. From then on, I have been inextricably "fascinated" by you. Later, when I watched "Xiaoxitou" and got to know you better, I found that you are as brave as I imagined. You injected your soul into the characters you wrote, so they are like you, beautiful and persevering, like seeds that grow wildly, have experienced the fire of a prairie fire, and are stubborn and upward. I have never been absent from your works since then. You have challenged and tried every one of them. You have been making continuous progress, and your original intention has not changed, so we like you. When you were a child, you were burdened with too much public opinion, and some rumors became more and more outrageous. I don't know why the online world has become like this. It seems that everything can speak, claiming to be professional and unique in guiding the chaotic wind direction, and making "happiness" a mess. But you are strong, and I admire you very, very much and like you. Xiao Men'er accompanied me in my last year of high school. It has a different meaning to me, and even if I put aside my emotions and filters, it is very, very beautiful and well written. I don't know what those people are going to do, to disparage it or deny it. If you put aside your prejudices, calm down and read it carefully and take a look at 97's article, no one will be moved. It is really well written. While chasing the younger novel "Wuwang", many readers can see 97's progress with their naked eyes. You are really amazing and you are really making progress. Wuwu is also very interesting. Many people are waiting for the ending. I couldn't help but watch it secretly. I was so fascinated by it that I reread the previous chapters many times. I didn't get tired of it at all. Every time I read it, I could see it more carefully and gain new insights. When I was chasing Wuwu, I also re-read the articles that I had read earlier, such as "The Wine Will Enter", "Limited Time Hunting", "On-point Sniper", "Nan Chan", "Crossing the Heavenly Gate", etc., Etc., Each one is very beautiful, and in my heart it is the existence of a god. (Die Jia, I started reading online novels in the sixth grade of elementary school. I have read a lot of popular and unpopular novels, big and small. In the end, my favorite one, the one that suits my taste the most, has to be 97) I have met a lot of cute little readers here, as well as great teachers. We discuss Xiao97's articles together, and gain something new every time. I feel very happy. I know that even after many years, I will still like and miss them. I used to like writing very much. Literature has a fatal attraction for me. However, I am not a very good person. I can't write what I imagine. I just read. I love reading. By writing so much, I actually want to tell 97 that there are still many people who love you and that we have always supported you. Your works and you as a person have helped us a lot, and we have learned a lot from them. You are great, great, I like you🥰 i love you Be happy~ (Xiao Wuwu is particularly beautiful, I look forward to Da Fei Zhang 🥺)
I like this name very much and it seems very comfortable and relaxing. A lot of things happened in the year I didn't pay attention to you often in 1997. Whenever I feel sad, the name Changzai Xiaoxitou pops up in my mind. I don't know why. Maybe it's you who gave me the motivation. I often feel that I don't need to work hard. There is no shortage of great people in the world. I always give up when I say give up. But even so, I still have unwillingness and regret. But I discovered that I am actually very young and time will give me a lot of room for error. Now that I have entered a new stage in my life, I want to work hard even if the results are not satisfactory. I hope that in the future I can always sit at the head of the creek like the name of this article.
Good evening 97, I'm about to start school, and I'm still a little confused. I just finished the college entrance examination this year. I am a meritocracy with no strength. I couldn't bear the pain of studying before the college entrance examination. I dropped out of school in October last year and failed to pass the college entrance examination. Looking back now, I don't have much regret. I feel embarrassed, so embarrassed, and lost face, but I also understand that it can't be undone. Then a lot of things happened during such a long summer vacation. The intensive use of the Internet made me feel very decadent. I always put off making changes. I felt that I would study hard when I went to school. Alas, in fact, I won't change even if I say so. Just think of me as complaining. I have nothing to say. The internet has been a mess lately, I hope you won't be affected. In fact, I hope that you can be like the gods in my heart and not be bothered by the world (so abstract). I just don't pay attention to the comments on the Internet. I think they are sick. I hate the current circle culture very much, just like the Tu emperor. Everyone has been affected, and I hope you are happy every day. I like your writing and the emotions in your books. I can understand the characters you write and understand his/her thoughts. You can rest assured that I have a set of standards for evaluating right and wrong, which will not cause you any trouble. The purpose of posting this comment is to express my complaints by the way. Jiu Qing, you have readers who like you and readers who like your writing. Don't lose confidence just because there are so many of them. P. S. I found that silent likes and support don't give confidence to the authors I like, so I posted a long comment to express my feelings.
97. In fact, I haven't read novels for a long, long time. I only read them for a while when you start a new novel. But every time I feel very difficult, I always open Punctual. This book gave me a lot of courage when I first entered college, and it still supports me today. I don't like things that are too pure, as they may seem a bit suspended and false, but your words are always different. I can't tell the reason. Maybe you were born to write, and I was born to be your reader. At the end of May, I learned that I only had one month to prepare for the IELTS exam. I was extremely anxious, but I didn't want to miss this opportunity. In June, while catching up on updates, I re-read it on time. I saw your love for words, and the bravery and persistence of Maomao and the commander, who finally got through the most painful period. The results came out today, and I did very well. 97 Thank you very much. I know you will keep writing, and please keep writing. Your words are so powerful that I can't seem to live without them. Let's move forward together [Spread Flowers]
Xiaoxitou. . Xiaoxitou. . I really want to stay in the snow scene you created for the rest of my life
Sister, I started to feel anxious again recently, so I read your essay again, and also read many of the comments below, and the tears couldn't stop flowing. I feel like I am always worried about money, future and work. I really can't figure it out. I am only eighteen and not yet nineteen, so why do I worry about these things every day? Maybe the Internet is too developed, and I see too many people my age or older than me. I really can't help but be jealous of the life of a young person. I also want to live a better life. I also want to be richer and live a better life. I want to make money on my own, but I can't find a part-time job and I don't have any special skills that I can use. I can only worry and cry by myself. Let me adjust for a while. I will not give up on myself. Let me shed tears for a while. In half an hour, I have to regain my strength and go to class. Sister, I hope we are all happy, free and worry-free.
Hello, Jiuqing~ I accidentally discovered this essay hahaha~ The first time I read your article was when I was in the first grade of junior high school. At that time, I finished reading Jiang Jinjiu during the epidemic. Now I am now in my sophomore year~ Unknowingly, it has been so many years. ❤️ My thoughts after reading this essay is that I am worthy of being the sister who can write "I want to climb that mountain, I want to fight for myself." Xiaojiu, you are up to the sky and on the ground! I was pleasantly surprised when I saw Little Volleyball, because this anime was also one of my spiritual motivations. I want to be like you, no matter what I encounter, always look up! I wish Xiaojiu a smooth life and all your wishes come true ❤️❤️❤️
It's like a mailbox, containing many people's stories Let me tell you two things. I am a lazy person, but I also have relatively high requirements for quality. So, when I do things, I either do them on a whim, or I get scolded if I don't do them until I'm close to death. I'm very tired. There are only 24 hours in a day, and I feel like I can't live enough. I squeezed out some time, and I just check here every day. I feel very happy when I read the comments. I am watching "Wuwang", the bird is very cute and cute 97 Boss! In fact, I want to be in a daze every day. When I can think about everything every few weeks, I clean it up like cleaning out inventory. Otherwise, I will feel like my brain is bloated, which will make me uncomfortable. I fell twice yesterday. Oh, it hurts so much. How can a person fall twice in the same place, within an hour? The pressure is so great, so I hide here to rest every day. You are like a pavilion or a mailbox, where I put some of my thoughts. I also want to write, and I want to write some short novels that will make me happy, but don't worry about yourself because I can't write them. It's raining outside the window. My mind is so confused. You can see that the word order is also messed up. I just say whatever comes to mind. Finally, I wish 97boss a happy National Day!
Mr. Jiu, in the past few days, I have actually encountered such a thing that may affect my future life. I felt very sad, and so did my family, but I was still responsible for the incident. I didn't have the courage to face my family and friends anymore, so I stayed in my room for several days. It's been almost twenty days now, and I seem to have settled the matter, pretending to be relaxed in front of everyone, but the situation is still not settled. I ended up in a state where I could only wait, but after thinking about it for so many days, I felt that after the emotions at that time were diluted, it was not so scary. It was the first time I discovered that my friends could be so partial to me, as if they could have the best development wherever I was. I have also decided now that no matter where I end up, I will try my best to do my best. I'm really sorry for not posting in so many days. I will make up for it slowly 🤗