The Meaning Between the Lines [Apocalypse]

Hey, hey, hey, it's nice but not hot. (Finish scattering flowers first) How should I put it? It's more like reading a science fiction novel. This book reminded me of the Three-Body Problem a lot (especially the section where Ran Yu conveys the message reminded me of Yun Tianming). The writing skills are actually pretty good, and a lot of foreshadowings were laid early on. The only shortcoming may be that it is too short. The description of many characters is actually not enough. For example, the love between Yu Yu and Heng Heng, it feels more like the previous stage where they were still ambiguous and separated for a long time before meeting again and suddenly figured it out... The period after the separation is all in the third person. Time passes faster. Although Heng Heng's psychology is described to a certain extent, it is not clear at all what Yu Yu thinks... Then there is the issue of chapters. I feel that large-scale novels are really more like novels (I mean serious novels, not online articles). At the beginning of each chapter, I like to start a new paragraph and play the role of changing the scene. However, each chapter is actually very short (there is no way to serialize online articles). It often feels like a big plot point in the front is not over before the scene is changed... In fact, each chapter can write more Ying Ying Ying, and the story of the supporting characters can also be dug more deeply, including the villain boss. Ahem, so let's write it a little longer. (By the way, I really like the correspondence between Yu Yu and Heng Heng. It feels very good. Long live the beautiful friendship)

Like The setting is very interesting! And unlike most apocalyptic novels, humans have truly lost the self-control of higher animals and have no choice but to face a creature that seems to be more advanced than themselves. I also really like Ran Yu and Heng Heng's letters. They have already confessed to each other, so they don't need to say anything when they meet, and they get closer naturally. The letters allow readers to get a glimpse of the years in their eyes, abstract and full of subjective colors, which is a wonderful feeling. It's just that the ending is a bit fast, it would be better if it was more powerful (clasp hands) Bobo author, you are great! It will definitely be more powerful in the future!

In fact, the younger brother is not bad. He is just a different species and has a different stance. In the whole story, only the city lord is bad.

By the way, it may be due to space limitations, perspective issues, or the author did not focus on writing. I always feel that the contradictions and complexities, conflicts and helplessness in the apocalypse are not fully displayed, as if a tragedy has been streamlined to only a summary. Before I could shed tears for it, the play had already ended. Closer to home, my wife is really awesome! They are both grand and small. They are heroes and someone's dreamer. People are always unaware of the history that is passing day and night around them at this moment. They always have to wait until all the dust has settled and look back to realize in a daze that it turned out to be such a magnificent story. The last fire left by the sun before night is burning brightly, supporting thousands of people chasing the dawn. And now, it's finally dawn.

City Lord! What an indifferent scumbag! After all, garbage can be recycled. It is a waste battery that has been soaked in swill. It is smelly, disgusting and pollutes the environment! So angry!

I quite like my brother's QWQ, and I'm done spreading flowers

My wife's writing is really shocking, with fantastic science fiction elements, a complete setting of the sea ghost, a detailed description and characterization of the characters, and human sin and evil, good and kindness, pride and prejudice, compassion and empathy. When everyone is imprisoned in a corner of the world by the main city, there are those who are striving for power, there are those who are indifferent, there are those who are ignorant and there are those who are loyal and loyal, we can see a cluster of sand struggling and rolling in the big waves of the Yellow River of the times, integrated with the rolling river, and when we touch it with our hands, the graininess is so clear.

William Blake…The songs of Innocence, is your wife studying English and American literature?

Two words: beautiful!!

Hahahahahahaha, I finally saw a sweet emotional scene at the end.