A Quiet Summer

Finished spreading flowers! I was a little surprised when I saw the ending, because I thought there would be a few more chapters. After reading this chapter, I felt that it was good to stop narrating Quiet's life here. It was quite suitable. Looking back on this novel, I felt that it was a dull narration of Quiet's first twenty years of life. But in fact, many places are not dull, and it always arouses some emotional resonance, like the turbulence that cannot be easily glimpsed under the calm sea. See you in the next book 😚 (I like all three types)

Hug you who was once depressed, but I actually like how you wrote so realistically. Maybe throughout our lives we all want to be seen. In this article, everyone has more or less seen a part of themselves, just like a tired bird returning to the forest. Thank you for the words you brought, which made today a little more different.

Thanks for the limited fee! I am very lucky to read your words, and I am very lucky to have a glimpse of the life of Lin Shao. The characters written by the author are very real and vivid. I especially like the quiet childhood stories and the innocent and delicate psychology of those children. Whether it's the notes my grandpa and I left for each other, the neglected Mother's Day cards, or the extracurricular books quietly left by Teacher Liu, they always touch me. These details are too small, but when the author's words present these details in front of the readers, ripples can't help but feel in their hearts, and they sigh that the author is really good at writing. After reading it, I felt a lot of emotion. People who want to keep can never be kept, and people who never forget are always missed. Life is really full of too many regrets and misses... Maybe it really corresponds to the sentence at the beginning of the article, "Nine out of ten people in this world are not as good as they want." Although those beautiful or regretful summers will eventually pass, the beautiful memories, the moments of smiling at each other, and the love will remain in our hearts forever. Rather than recalling the past, it is more important to move forward firmly. The author's large words read peacefully and seem to have a hint of sadness, giving me a very gentle feeling. (My writing is not good and I have given a lot of nonsense. Please forgive me...)

Thanks for free. I have read various experiences in Lin Shao's life. I can find some things that I have in common from her student experience. I have some feelings while reading, but unfortunately I don't have the tenacity of Lin Shao. I am very happy to read such a great work. Thank you for letting me know Lin Shao~

Your Time Compression Technique (Lighting Up a Cigarette)

Ah, what a touching picture

Me too, I don't like the current public opinion atmosphere, and my good friends who I can talk to casually are not around, and I don't like online communication, so I scroll through JJ every day to read the texts I like.

Sometimes when reading novels, there is indeed a wonderful communication of consciousness, whether it is with the characters, the author or the simple text. In short, it is a very good feeling. Daodao can do it at his own pace (it will definitely not be a trap anyway)! It's so hot in summer, so hot that when you walk outside, your sweat can turn into a waterfall 💔 Also, you didn't say the male protagonist's surname was Jiang! You didn't say it! I also thought about whether it could be Zhou Shuo.

I finished reading it. It's a very short book, but I stopped a few times to relax my mood. In fact, from the fact that the copywriter quietly asked whether the world is bigger or the earth is bigger, I had a hunch that the protagonist would be very similar to me. When I was a child, one night, under the streetlight, my father held my little one's hand. I also asked this question. I can't remember the answer. I only remember that it was in my hometown. When she was a child, she whispered a lot to her mother, but her mother always ignored or fooled her, thinking that children were ignorant and would not understand such fooling. I've had a similar experience. As she grew older, she quietly saw the bullying that existed in sunny campuses, and she embraced those who were bullied. It seemed like I was being hugged too. Quietly experienced the death of grandpa and grandpa successively, from ignorance to betrayal of not being loved to the next stage of awakening. I remembered the death of a relative who I had close contact with for the first time when I was a child. She was an older aunt who was unmarried and had no children and smoked. At that time, I didn't understand how a person could never move or smile again. Then my grandmother passed away during college. I seemed to understand, but it was not profound. Then in January of this year, my grandmother passed away. I was cut off from my family. At that time, I really thought about whether to go back to attend my grandmother's funeral. It hurt me. In fact, I also kind of wanted to die. This pain lingered, like a dull pain in my knees on a rainy day. I haven't reconciled yet. Qing Qi actually handles things better than I do, whether it's academic studies, future plans, or the attitude towards my parents' hometown. Thank you author, I think it's good to see this story. (Stop being a midnight poet ah ah ah

Ah 😭 It's over 😭 I have always been curious about "The Invincible Summer". Every time I see this title, I have visions of a bright yellow color. I didn't expect it to be introduced in this way! From Camus to the invincible summer, you are back to the first chapter in an instant, so amazing! Quietly I have really grown up and have a very independent freedom. I don't have much memory about my grandpa, but I'm really impressed by Quiet Grandpa, and I even think of him suddenly sometimes. I like grandpa, woo woo 😭 But when I saw what the author had to say, I realized that even though he said he had no passion for real life, he still opened up about flying birds, haha. Goodbye quietly 🎆