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Lin Shunian, an ordinary engineering student, found a "treasure" in a scrap recycling bin - it turned out to be the military robot R-9X that was famous on the battlefield in the news. Its child-like body was covered with ferocious scars. She bet half a month's food money to buy it, but found that she couldn't repair it at all. The only person he can turn to is his cousin Lin Jing, who has fallen from the altar of genius into dust. "I can fix it. But only if you give up ownership of it." Lin Shunian reluctantly handed over the R-9X, but he never expected that sleeping in this mechanical body was not only top-notch technology, but also a black hole capable of swallowing up all those who knew about it. Lin Jing died suddenly and mysteriously on the eve of her success. The studio was in a mess, but the robot was missing. And Lin Shunian's nightmare has just begun. The National Security Bureau arrested her for stealing secrets, and a pair of golden pupils followed her in the dark. What's even weirder is that the figure of her late brother Lin Jing also disappears and appears in the moonlight, and the cold mechanical sound and the familiar sigh interweave in her ears: "No one can protect you now."

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"Sword Shadow Mountain and River Record" is a long scroll about fate and choice, hatred and forgiveness, brothers and return. The young man was forced to leave home, step into the Xuantian world, and uncover the mystery of his life experience. With an oriental fantasy background, it depicts a story about "going home" with delicate brushstrokes. There is the battlefield of heroes and warriors, and there is also the deep love between brothers drinking under the moonlight. There are the heavy shackles of prophecy and fate, and there is also the stubbornness of a person who chooses not to be defined by fate. Suitable for readers who like the following elements: Oriental Fantasy\u002FXianxia brotherhood destiny and resistance Delicate writing style and rich details Growing up and returning home "In the next life, we will still be brothers." This is not a love story. This is a story about "who do I choose?"

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This is an essay, that is, each chapter is an independent story, and the story line and protagonist are independent. Everyone is also welcome to contribute! There is a submission box at the end of the article.

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Genre: satirical novel \u002F Food world Keynote: Gulong-style short sentences + Jin Yong-style sect structure + a sense of absurdity in the modern workplace

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"Returning to Ink" takes the artist's own exploration as the context, and writes about the confusion and pursuit amid the ups and downs of Chinese and foreign artistic trends. Starting from the roots of traditional calligraphy and painting, the author has experienced the collision and baptism of Eastern and Western art trends. Looking back amidst the glitz and hustle and bustle, he finally recognized the origin of the text and returned to the original intention of writing. The work takes the inner contradiction of "familiarity and unfamiliarity" as the starting point. It not only describes the familiarity and attachment to the homeland of calligraphy and painting, but also describes the alienation caused by the changes in personnel in the artistic journey. It also precipitates a firm direction in this contradiction - true art never follows the trend, but adheres to the traditional background, anchors the inner authenticity, settles down in the pen and ink, and moves forward firmly in inheritance. The whole article is based on emotion as the bone and enlightenment as the soul. It is not only a monologue about the return of personal art, but also a sober self-reflection on the impetuous trend of contemporary art. It hides the persistence of art and the character of a literary person.

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In a life spent with books, you walk all the way and look at each other. You don't know whether you will turn around or continue going straight on the next road. You can only keep walking. Only by walking can you find the meaning of life!

Write down the weird dreams you have and share them with everyone!

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The whole nation was immersed in the healing wave of cat sucking, and kittens became the favorites of the world. Everyone loves their softness and cuteness, covets this gentle companionship, and devotes everything to them. I was the only one who glimpsed the terrifying truth beneath the surface-- These kittens that can be seen everywhere are not creatures of the earth at all. They are alien visitors from Planet Haji. With cuteness as their armor and trust as their blade, they quietly infiltrate the world, taming humans and controlling the world step by step. Everyone is drunk, but I am awake alone. I keep this deadly secret and face this planet colonization without gunpowder alone.

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In 2021, I entered college. Although my best friend has told me about the rights and wrongs of college, I have not experienced it personally, and now I have begun to experience it. I can't post on QQ or WeChat space, so I have to write an essay to record it. Don't be afraid when something happens, you are the best.

This article is the second chapter of the "Relic List" series of short suspense stories. It is an independent story and can be read alone...

A collection of poems and essays created by Yin Xin Guan Zhe, a writer under the China Literature Group, and Xinghe Huanmeng, a Douyin Tomato writer.

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Ordinary people, ordinary things, ordinary world

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Primary school students' writing style, one piece of writing every day, imitating Lu Xun, Shi Tiesheng, and Yu Hua

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Foreword: This book Maybe there is only love between men and women, Maybe there will be monsters, Maybe there is something else exciting~ The fantasy world comes from my mind, There is love in my heart, Everything can exist! There may be temporary sadness, The ending is definitely something everyone will love!

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At three o'clock in the morning, Lin Yuansheng received a phone call. \

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A thousand years of tears condensed into waiting; Ten thousand years of love, waiting has become faith; A hundred million years of oaths, faith turned into dust; Falling in the wind, falling into endless reincarnation, Like the withered oath, Flying in the windy night, Deep in the dense forest, Take refuge in that lonely room, Thatched hut.

I have always thought that "fifty years to know destiny" is too far-fetched. What I see is that people in their fifties are still angry, people in their sixties are still stubborn, and people in their seventies or eighties are still stubborn. At the age of fifty, the most you can do is know the spring and autumn, know the cold and heat, and know the climate of the world~ A little writer in the dust has stopped writing for almost two years. What I pick up now may be only the feelings and remaining love I had at that time.

Shen Zhiyi's life seems perfect to outsiders. She was the only one who suffered from years of mental internal conflict, was sensitive, had low self-esteem, was trying to please, and couldn't sleep all night. She has been quietly punishing herself for catering to everyone. When she finally saw the source of her pain, she resolutely broke the inherent inertia, guarded her boundaries, cleaned up her emotions, and said goodbye to ineffective social interactions. After experiencing pulling, awakening, reconciliation, and reshaping, he finally broke free from the mental shackles that had trapped him for many years. There are no shocking counterattacks in the book, only the most authentic female growth, self-salvation and healing. May we all get out of our mental dilemma, live relaxed and magnanimous lives, and live only for ourselves.

Various life stories

If everything returns to the starting point and another life starts again, is there still time to change everything? Those regrets, rewritten again, what will be the ending?

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[Time Travel + Sweet Pet + Overlooking Tang + Shuangjie + Qingxi + Happy Enemies + HE] Lin Baoer, the agent at the end of the crane, did not expect that just an ordinary visit would allow her to travel to the prosperous Chang'an together with the most annoying store manager Juan Wang... Good news, she became Ye Qingcheng, the rich shopkeeper! Bad news, it's still an agency! When she first arrived in Chang'an, she just wanted to show off, but she had no choice but to let the king go wherever she went. Ye Qingcheng couldn't bear it and said angrily: "Guo Ziwei, Ye Mansion's luxurious and charming eyes, why are you so full of curls?" Guo Ziwei spread his hands and said in resignation: "I will depend on you, I will depend on you..." Secretly, the dog even wants... Just like that, I happily became the president of the association for more than a year without knowing it! When he arrived at Quemen on the wedding day, Shopkeeper Ye raised his glass in high spirits and said: "Even if there are not thousands of mansions, it will definitely make the people of Chang'an happy!" I saw King Juan's groom smiling dotingly: "My wife is on the road!" She suddenly shook her head and said, "Oh no! I've fallen into your trap again!"

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In that high school period where I was controlled and wore a perfect mask, I hope everyone can get what they want.