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Qu Bo's Thoughts
General Fiction曲波的心事
Sun Xuejun
My wife specially cooked eggs for breakfast. Qu Bo usually doesn't like eggs, especially boiled eggs, but seeing his wife serving the eggs seriously, he felt that it was a good time to celebrate his birthday, so he picked one up. His wife asked him to put the eggs on the dining table, press them with his hands and roll them forward, saying it would bring him good luck. Qu Bo felt that he was really not going well these days, and it would be nice if his luck could change, so he did so.
My wife specially cooked eggs for breakfast. Qu Bo usually doesn't like eggs, especially boiled eggs, but seeing his wife serving the eggs seriously, he felt that it was a good time to celebrate his birthday, so he picked one up. His wife asked him to put the eggs on the dining table, press them with his hands and roll them forward, saying it would bring him good luck. Qu Bo felt that he was really not going well these days, and it would be nice if his luck could change, so he did so.

Trance (novella)
General Fiction恍惚(中篇小说)
Sun Xuejun
Sun Xuejun, male, born in 1970, is from Siping, Jilin. He started writing in the 1990s and has published more than 300 poems and reviews in domestic publications such as "Writer", "Poetry Magazine", "Stars" Poetry Magazine, and "Poetry" Monthly. In recent years, he has devoted himself to novel creation, and some of his novels have been selected by "Selected Novels" and "Selected Novellas". He is currently a member of Jilin Provincial Writers Association, vice chairman and secretary-general of Siping Writers Association, and secretary-general of Siping Public Security Literary and Art Federation. Works for the Public Security Federation of Literary and Art Circles of the Siping City Public Security Bureau in Jilin Province. The sound on the TV suddenly became louder, causing Liang Heng's eardrums to buzz. This broken TV was a stolen property confiscated by the institute. Since no one claimed it, it was left in the duty room as a public item.
Sun Xuejun, male, born in 1970, is from Siping, Jilin. He started writing in the 1990s and has published more than 300 poems and reviews in domestic publications such as "Writer", "Poetry Magazine", "Stars" Poetry Magazine, and "Poetry" Monthly. In recent years, he has devoted himself to novel creation, and some of his novels have been selected by "Selected Novels" and "Selected Novellas". He is currently a member of Jilin Provincial Writers Association, vice chairman and secretary-general of Siping Writers Association, and secretary-general of Siping Public Security Literary and Art Federation. Works for the Public Security Federation of Literary and Art Circles of the Siping City Public Security Bureau in Jilin Province. The sound on the TV suddenly became louder, causing Liang Heng's eardrums to buzz. This broken TV was a stolen property confiscated by the institute. Since no one claimed it, it was left in the duty room as a public item.

Kite
General Fiction风筝
Sun Xuejun
Sun Xuejun, male, born in 1970, is from Siping, Jilin. He started writing in the 1990s, and has published more than 300 poems and reviews (first pieces) in domestic publications such as "Writer", "Poetry Magazine", "Stars" and "Poetry". In recent years, he has devoted himself to novel creation, and some of his novels have been selected by "Selected Novels" and "Selected Novellas". He is currently a member of the Jilin Provincial Writers Association and the vice chairman and secretary-general of the Siping Writers Association. Works in the Publicity Department of Siping City Public Security Bureau, Jilin Province. Every Sunday afternoon, Peng Yu's grandmother would go to her aunt's house to take care of her little cousin Mumu. My aunt is a nurse in the city center hospital. She works shifts on weekdays. When she doesn't work shifts on Sundays, she has to work part-time at a community clinic. My uncle is a technician at a road and bridge construction company affiliated with the Transportation Bureau. He works on projects all year round. He is rarely at home and has no time to take care of the children.
Sun Xuejun, male, born in 1970, is from Siping, Jilin. He started writing in the 1990s, and has published more than 300 poems and reviews (first pieces) in domestic publications such as "Writer", "Poetry Magazine", "Stars" and "Poetry". In recent years, he has devoted himself to novel creation, and some of his novels have been selected by "Selected Novels" and "Selected Novellas". He is currently a member of the Jilin Provincial Writers Association and the vice chairman and secretary-general of the Siping Writers Association. Works in the Publicity Department of Siping City Public Security Bureau, Jilin Province. Every Sunday afternoon, Peng Yu's grandmother would go to her aunt's house to take care of her little cousin Mumu. My aunt is a nurse in the city center hospital. She works shifts on weekdays. When she doesn't work shifts on Sundays, she has to work part-time at a community clinic. My uncle is a technician at a road and bridge construction company affiliated with the Transportation Bureau. He works on projects all year round. He is rarely at home and has no time to take care of the children.

Detective Captain
General Fiction刑警队长
Sun Xuejun
Zhang Hengwu stepped on the accelerator, and the old Santana car made a piercing scream and swayed onto Baobuli Butun Village Road. The village road was smooth and straight, and there was not a single pedestrian in sight. Zhang Hengwu continued to accelerate. Lao Wang, who was sitting in the back seat, felt that the car was fluttering. He said to Zhang Hengwu, Captain Zhang, please slow down and don't break this old car into pieces. There was not a single person in the village when they were arrested just now. It was okay. Zhang Hengwu said, don't worry about anything, let's hurry up, there is a suspect in the car. As he spoke, he looked at the rearview mirror. There was indeed no movement behind him. Baobulibutun, which was thrown farther and farther away, looked like a huge yurt, standing quietly at the foot of Xiaota Mountain. It was dusk at this moment, and a red sun hung over Xiaota Mountain, reflecting a soft light against the rocks and snow. Zhang Hengwu praised the beauty in his heart, and couldn't help but loosen the accelerator under his feet. Seeing that there is a national highway ahead, we get on the national highway and walk south for another hour to reach home.
Zhang Hengwu stepped on the accelerator, and the old Santana car made a piercing scream and swayed onto Baobuli Butun Village Road. The village road was smooth and straight, and there was not a single pedestrian in sight. Zhang Hengwu continued to accelerate. Lao Wang, who was sitting in the back seat, felt that the car was fluttering. He said to Zhang Hengwu, Captain Zhang, please slow down and don't break this old car into pieces. There was not a single person in the village when they were arrested just now. It was okay. Zhang Hengwu said, don't worry about anything, let's hurry up, there is a suspect in the car. As he spoke, he looked at the rearview mirror. There was indeed no movement behind him. Baobulibutun, which was thrown farther and farther away, looked like a huge yurt, standing quietly at the foot of Xiaota Mountain. It was dusk at this moment, and a red sun hung over Xiaota Mountain, reflecting a soft light against the rocks and snow. Zhang Hengwu praised the beauty in his heart, and couldn't help but loosen the accelerator under his feet. Seeing that there is a national highway ahead, we get on the national highway and walk south for another hour to reach home.