He Is Endlessly Reborn in the Cycle

Nanquan Cat, you are so pampered [laughing and crying]

A slow-burning novel, the world view and setting are grand, and the characters of the multiple protagonists are all very good. Written by Jie Mei, I can see that the author is going to torture you... Only after reading the second chapter of Snow Country Revelation did I understand the foreshadowing. Naib Sabeda is the name of a low-level Nepali officer. Naib actually has no name. The name "Sangarius" given to him by Jack is actually some kind of nickname. Jack left clues everywhere, hoping that Naib would realize that he was his employer back then. Unexpectedly, Naib didn't know (straight man) or didn't care at all.

This book has really been implemented for many years.

Damn, I think if you revise this article again, it will be published after a while, if it becomes more popular.

At the end of the story, let's make a closing speech. 1. The copywriting says "realistic", but in fact it is more or less idealistic. From Jiang Rou's point of view, always adhering to ideals and justice is not an easy task in reality. Her character design has been foreshadowed a long time ago. For example, she always adheres to professional standards when dealing with her own affairs, puts her personal affairs behind when dealing with her family's affairs, and handles Zhou Shiyu's affairs. Although she did not know about it in advance, if she knew it, she would still choose to do so - it's not that she doesn't love (an obscure detail: her feelings increase with the number of words in each chapter). To deepen the reading experience, I added sub-titles to subdivide the chapters each year. However, in my original draft, the chapters were divided by year. You can intuitively see that the number of words in each chapter increases year by year. From the beginning, her narrative was relatively objective and calm and even skipped "unimportant" trivial matters. Later, she gradually began to gain emotional insights and even be trapped by love; the male protagonist's perspective is the same), but in the face of issues of principle, she insisted that "personal emotions cannot affect official affairs." From Zhou Shiyu's standpoint, under normal circumstances, people generally will not betray their own class. In a few cases, it does exist, such as many thinkers at home and abroad in ancient and modern times. This is both a reality (existence) and an ideal (most of their thoughts are still just thoughts to this day). 2. I really like the idea of ​​this story. On the first level, people have the right to pursue no matter what circumstances they are in ("light" itself is a symbolic image, which can represent justice, love, ideals and other beautiful things); on the second level, people are not saints and sages. 3. What exactly is love? I think it should be that two people with the same outlook and personality just appreciate each other, even if their external manifestations are not necessarily consistent (for example, their personalities may be similar or complementary). A good love can make people improve and do good, and it can also make people feel loved and tolerated - love can make timid people grow courage, and can also make wanton people learn to be afraid (I originally wanted to include this in the "intention", but it was a bit long, so I didn't include it). 4. The last point, as mentioned in the article, Haiyan Heqing may never have an end, but it exists in the choice of every node at the moment - I wrote the source of inspiration at the end of the copy. I like that sentence very much and have liked it for many years.

Who doesn't like the high-spirited and bookish youth of Chao? In that era when cicadas chirped all summer long, in three or four years, I saw a few clear and sunny boys living a simple but warm summer that was so nostalgic. When you are young, you can expect all your worries. The night when I turned the last page, the moonlight happened to fall obliquely on the page, just like those beautiful fragments described in the novel. It's hard to describe it in words. It's the sadness that is about to end, and it's filled with tenderness, as if I've lived that full life before. The valuable thing about the novel is that it allows youth to return to what it should be. There are no forcibly created dramatic conflicts, no bloody scenes set up to advance the plot, there are just a few teenagers meeting, getting to know each other, and cherishing each other in the purest way at the best age. The author writes poems about every day on campus with a brushwork as clear as the morning breeze. Every detail is so light, yet it weighs heavily on my heart. I'm fascinated by the author's restraint of emotion and the blank space. I often think of myself when I was eighteen or nineteen years old. My love at that time was also so cautious, like holding the first snow, afraid that it would melt but reluctant to put it down. Perhaps the most moving power of the novel is that it awakens the sleeping boy in us. The boy who would look forward to the whole night just because he said "see you tomorrow", the boy who wrote the other person's name on the edge of the scratch paper and hurriedly crossed it out, the boy who believed that the word "forever" is as important as a thousand words. Through words, we can touch that vivid heartbeat again. What is precious is that the novel always maintains a clean spiritual dimension. In this era of information explosion, the author still believes in the pure power of emotion and the connection between teenagers based on personal respect and spiritual resonance. The two protagonists inspire each other to become better selves. This positive relationship allows me to see the most ideal form of youth, growing upward together. Just like two trees side by side, their roots are intertwined underground and their branches and leaves face each other in the clouds. In the wee hours of the morning. I am reminded of the metaphor about eternity. Eternity is not the infinite extension of time, but the degree to which a certain moment is remembered by us. Years later, I can still clearly remember the flying chalk dust in the classroom one afternoon, the side-by-side footprints on a snowy day, and the feeling of my heart beating like a drum for someone for the first time. That moment became eternity for me. Thanks to this novel, it retains an emotional habitat for us with clean pen and ink. In this world that needs to keep moving forward, it reminds us that we can still look back at the way we came and see the self who once believed that good things will last forever. At this moment, writing returns to its most original mission, which is to honestly record how heartbeat happened and how it inadvertently changed the lives of two people. Perhaps this is the so-called sacred appearance. When we touch the emotional texture that transcends time through words and feel the pulse of youth connected with our own blood, at that moment, the novel is no longer a fictional story, but becomes our common spiritual homeland. Those clean youthful spirits, those unspoken likes, and those eternal promises will all have a second life in the memory of readers. May we all remember that dusk when we reunited with ourselves in words. May the good things always be there.

Updated(*??*)

Ling Zai: Flustered! What should I do if my donors don't like my muscles? !

Wow, half-mother and half-father, and such a relationship

Although I didn't say much, I have been reading this novel, Dad, waiting for your update [Chigua]

Happy New Year everyone~

Why is it so pitiful and funny to be pregnant with thousands of babies at once?

Thanks for the limited fee! Thank you to the author for your hard work

Hahahahaha Whose heart are you betraying?

Good looking, my type

I'm confused. I remember I finished reading this book. Why does it say I need to buy it again? ? ?

Take good care of yourself

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