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Tibetan Travels 1
Young Adult藏行记一
Changfeng Fuxian
Zhou Mengchen is a second-generation poetic man who writes poems and wanders around the world. He likes to drink wine and "beautiful women", and he wanders passionately in every corner of the world. He loves life and pursues what he calls "worthiness in the world".
Zhou Mengchen is a second-generation poetic man who writes poems and wanders around the world. He likes to drink wine and "beautiful women", and he wanders passionately in every corner of the world. He loves life and pursues what he calls "worthiness in the world".

Those Six Years in a Hurry
Young Adult匆匆匆那六年
Changfeng Fuxian
Oh, you will never meet her again, never again. Why does time rush so ruthlessly? Miss it? Those years, haha... Fortunately, I no longer feel so regretful when I recall them today. Miss it! How come those stories become more beautiful the more you think about them? Let's pay homage! For those few periods of love that blossomed but failed to bear fruit. Sigh! For that dream that never came true. Goodbye! A quick look at the classmates, friends, and companions who spent time with me during those six years.
Oh, you will never meet her again, never again. Why does time rush so ruthlessly? Miss it? Those years, haha... Fortunately, I no longer feel so regretful when I recall them today. Miss it! How come those stories become more beautiful the more you think about them? Let's pay homage! For those few periods of love that blossomed but failed to bear fruit. Sigh! For that dream that never came true. Goodbye! A quick look at the classmates, friends, and companions who spent time with me during those six years.

The Strange Adventures of Extraterrestrials
Science Fiction脑洞奇谈外星人奇遇记
Changfeng Fuxian
Alas, the sky is clear and clear, and the author can't help but ask himself, am I too sad? Oh no, it's just that life has too many miracles. Alas, as the sun sets, the author can't help but ask himself again, am I too lonely? Oh no, it's just how life should be. Alas, the night was dark and windy, and the author once again couldn't help but ask himself, am I fantasizing too much? Oh no, it was just... An unexpected encounter with an alien...
Alas, the sky is clear and clear, and the author can't help but ask himself, am I too sad? Oh no, it's just that life has too many miracles. Alas, as the sun sets, the author can't help but ask himself again, am I too lonely? Oh no, it's just how life should be. Alas, the night was dark and windy, and the author once again couldn't help but ask himself, am I fantasizing too much? Oh no, it was just... An unexpected encounter with an alien...