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The World Has Its Own Qinghui Guest
Short Fiction人间自有清辉客
Curly Ycx
There is rarely such a woman in the world. She can see the moonlight of the mountains and rivers in her eyes, and the gentleness of the world can be found in her heart. She is intelligent but not ostentatious, gentle and affectionate, but also has a strong character. This is not a legend of ups and downs, but a slice of ten frames of time. Using pen and ink as a mirror, we can see her appearance - her beauty without clothes and make-up, her softness when she bends down to feed stray cats, her transparency in solving the puzzle in the midst of turmoil, and her tenacity that is neither humble nor arrogant hidden under the gentle appearance.
There is rarely such a woman in the world. She can see the moonlight of the mountains and rivers in her eyes, and the gentleness of the world can be found in her heart. She is intelligent but not ostentatious, gentle and affectionate, but also has a strong character. This is not a legend of ups and downs, but a slice of ten frames of time. Using pen and ink as a mirror, we can see her appearance - her beauty without clothes and make-up, her softness when she bends down to feed stray cats, her transparency in solving the puzzle in the midst of turmoil, and her tenacity that is neither humble nor arrogant hidden under the gentle appearance.

眉眼带春,心底有海
Curly Ycx
There is such a woman in the world, with eyebrows like spring mountains and eyes hidden in the sea. She does not strive for beauty with heavy make-up, but relies on her gentle temperament to establish herself in the world; she looks elegant and generous, but her heart is soft and delicate, and she turns kindness into an upbringing that is engraved in her bones and blood. This is not a legend, but ten slow motion periods of frozen time. In the pen and ink, she writes about her surprise when they first met, her appropriateness when getting along, and her sobriety and transparency amidst the hustle and bustle. Her beauty is contained in the skin, but moisturized in the heart. It is a human ideal of gentleness, kindness, and confidence. It describes the great luck of meeting people in the sea, and also pays tribute to the most unstained soul in the world.
There is such a woman in the world, with eyebrows like spring mountains and eyes hidden in the sea. She does not strive for beauty with heavy make-up, but relies on her gentle temperament to establish herself in the world; she looks elegant and generous, but her heart is soft and delicate, and she turns kindness into an upbringing that is engraved in her bones and blood. This is not a legend, but ten slow motion periods of frozen time. In the pen and ink, she writes about her surprise when they first met, her appropriateness when getting along, and her sobriety and transparency amidst the hustle and bustle. Her beauty is contained in the skin, but moisturized in the heart. It is a human ideal of gentleness, kindness, and confidence. It describes the great luck of meeting people in the sea, and also pays tribute to the most unstained soul in the world.

I Was Born Towards the Light
Short Fiction我向光而生
Curly Ycx
"I was born toward the light" uses delicate and deep brushstrokes to describe the transformation trajectory of a soul from being desolate in the dark night to walking in the light. When ideals are ground to dust by reality, when confusion overflows the chest like a tide, a glimmer of light that accidentally breaks in becomes an opportunity to pierce the darkness. From the staggering struggle to follow the light, to the tenacity to keep the heart in the wind and rain, to the awakening of hiding the light in the heart and becoming a beacon, every step forward in the book is a game with oneself and reconciliation with life. This is not a high-spirited inspirational epic, but a gentle ode to everyone walking alone in the darkness - it tells you that you don't have to chase the light. When you move forward fearlessly, you are the light yourself.
"I was born toward the light" uses delicate and deep brushstrokes to describe the transformation trajectory of a soul from being desolate in the dark night to walking in the light. When ideals are ground to dust by reality, when confusion overflows the chest like a tide, a glimmer of light that accidentally breaks in becomes an opportunity to pierce the darkness. From the staggering struggle to follow the light, to the tenacity to keep the heart in the wind and rain, to the awakening of hiding the light in the heart and becoming a beacon, every step forward in the book is a game with oneself and reconciliation with life. This is not a high-spirited inspirational epic, but a gentle ode to everyone walking alone in the darkness - it tells you that you don't have to chase the light. When you move forward fearlessly, you are the light yourself.