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There is a language that speaks directly to the soul and is universally applicable.

*Short story, BE "Classmate, how do you solve this question?" You Sheng looked up, intending to tease him, but was stunned when he saw the person. There are several big characters on the school sign: Xia Chi, Class A, Grade 2 Xia Chi, Yusheng's class is number one in physics. And now he was seriously looking for Yu Sheng with a set of competition physics problems in his hand. Seeing that she remained silent, he simply changed his title. "Wannian Er, can you do this?" You have to know how to do this! You Sheng originally thought that she would hate Xia Chi for the rest of her life. As it turns out, Xia Chi is her apprentice "E" in the game! Damn it, I can't continue to hate him now. Only then did she realize that Xia Chi was not that annoying. As a result, Xia Chi was about to die. When he was a sophomore in high school and entering his senior year, seventeen-year-old You Sheng fell in love with seventeen-year-old Xia Chi. September 22, 11:58 pm. Eighteen-year-old You Sheng is convinced that he is in love with seventeen-year-old Xia Chi. Xia Chi was a young man who had helped her overcome her fear of marriage. She once told her sister that she would never marry unless she was Xia Chi. At the age of twenty-nine, You Sheng is getting married. But the groom is not Xia Chi. "I am just a passer-by in his life, one of the stars in the sky." "But he said that I was the most dazzling, lighting up every night when he couldn't see his fingers."

In the mirror, there are floating clouds and water, and there is a dream in Huai'an, a Nanke pillow. The butterfly turns into a village and Kunpeng lives in it, and the ant country leaves guests in the spring and autumn. \

A girl from the countryside came to live in a big city due to family changes. Faced with a strange city and a mean stepmother, how should she act? The seemingly perfect school is also full of gods and people. How can she survive? Please look forward to Lin Xiao's actions! Or should we say that sincerity is the ultimate skill? ! (It's a very short story with absolutely no logic, no outline, and no meaning. It's just like something I wrote after a big adventure was lost, but shouldn't the most important thing be that it's already completed? Anyway, thanks for watching, and I'll work hard! Probably...)

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The story begins where it ends.

A letter, I saw it was so long, so I clipped it and handed it to the young man at the post office - Guangjing, when will it be mailed to your crystal clear lake?

After ten years of wandering, I finally found my way home. But standing at the door of the mansion, the person who opened the door was a girl who looked exactly like me. She wore my princess dress, hugged my parents, and cried, "Sister, it's so good to have you back." My parents, entrepreneurs worth hundreds of millions, took my hand and gave me a bank card. "Nanny, we will compensate you for all these years of suffering, but can you... Don't come back?" They said that their sister had been frail and sick since she was a child and could not be stimulated. Only then did I realize that it was not me who was wrongly carried back then, but that I should not have been "retrieved" at all. Later, there was a kidnapping case, and the kidnappers asked us to choose one of the two. I watched with my own eyes as my parents chose her without hesitation and said to the kidnapper: "The other one is up to you."

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[Rebirth and revenge, a cool story + hand-torn white lotus + scheming prince + true fragrance + high-powered palace fighting] Song Wan, who died tragically in his previous life, is reborn. In this life, she vowed to make the sister Bai Lianhua who harmed her pay with blood! The wife of the Song family, Minister of Rites, gave birth to twins. Qin Tianjian deduced the eight characters and calculated that the daughter of the Song family was the most precious person in the world. However, which one is more expensive? The emperor didn't care much and left everything to his prince Gu Liangchen. He would make the one he liked the principal concubine and the other one his concubine. So Song Wan and her sister Song Yuan entered the palace together. Song Yuan used his good intentions to coax the prince into blinding himself to others. Song Wan's status was even lowered to the dust. In her previous life, she was killed miserably in this way... Now that she was reborn, she was determined to tear apart her sister Song Yuan's hypocritical mask!

[Ancient Proverb + Harmony + Career + Awakening] After three years of waiting for the general to go on an expedition, who would have thought that the husband would bring back a pregnant woman who he wanted to marry as his wife? ! What are you dreaming about? ! I am the daughter of the richest man! From now on, I want to make peace and start a career!

I experienced other people's senses through technological devices, and accidentally connected with the perspective of a serial killer. He was torturing his new prey when he suddenly paused and sneered into the void: "I found you." I unplugged the cable in horror, but real-time surveillance popped up on the screen - it was my bedroom. When I was on the run, I discovered that every time he committed a crime, he used the same murder weapon used by my father when he was killed in the line of duty.

Xiao Kaiji promised to marry only me, and I would try my best to get rid of all his enemies in return. But when he returned from the mission, he learned that he and Princess Le'an were about to get married. And I can only become his concubine. I asked angrily: "Xiao Kaiji, I will give you one last chance to choose. Either you only marry me, or we break up." But he was really greedy, he wanted both the white moonlight and the cinnabar mole. "You are too stubborn. It is better for a woman to be as gentle and gentle as Le'an. When you enter the door in the future, I will let Le'an teach you a lot."

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The story begins with an article [the mysterious death of a photography girl from an art college]. The protagonist of the news is Ding Yichun's childhood. This case unfolds the story of "revenge"; In March, the magnolia tree on the roadside bloomed, and it was so beautiful, just like Ye Zhaohe's innocent and shining eyes, but there was one less person around him, and the magnolia flowers became less bright. Is the world on the other side of Showa also full of magnolia flowers? Can you sleep forever, Showa?

Short prose, sorry for practicing, a short story written in school

Please let go

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Everything felt like a dream, but it never lasted more than half a lifetime. Is he the one who protects me silently, or is he the one who loves me forever? How to choose? Ordinary girl Su Yi is waiting online!

Li Zhaozhao, the third princess of the Daning Dynasty, was named the princess and sent to Beidi for marriage. On the way, she was ambushed by the Beidi army. At the critical moment, a golden phoenix pattern appeared in her left eye - she awakened her "death-tracing eye" (which can see the scene a quarter of an hour before someone's death), and she realized that the ambush was the conspiracy of the Beidi Prince Helianlie (whose true identity was the "Blood Tooth Demon Lord" in the demon world, who wanted to use the marriage to attack the capital of Daning). At the same time, she remembered that she was the reincarnation of the "Shangshen Zhaohua", the commander-in-chief of the three armies of heaven. After awakening her bloodline, she could summon the three armies of Tiance, Tianshu and Tianji. So she gave up the marriage and commanded the heavenly soldiers as the "Shangshen Zhaohua". She used the "Fate-Retracing Eyes" to predict the enemy's movements, and formulated a strategy of "luring the enemy deep and encircling the points for reinforcements". Finally, she put down the invasion of Beidi, revealed Helian Lie's identity as a demon, and protected the peace of the Daning Dynasty and the heaven.

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Li Ming, an overtime worker, was pushed onto an empty "lost train" between missing the last train and missing out on his life. The conductor handed over three buttons: go back to the past with the deepest regret, jump to the unknown future, or be trapped in the stagnant moment forever. When he thought he could escape by rewriting the past, he found that every choice was a new prison; when he decided to face the present, the train quietly entered the station again in the morning light. This is a subway with no end, and it is also the night train carrying "what if" and "dare not" in the hearts of every urbanite

Shen Wei listens to a male anchor named "Yu" reading poetry every night. His voice is like the moonlight smoothing away the tired wrinkles of her work. Until she met the young master of the Lin Group at the school-enterprise matching meeting - the dignified, cold and arrogant young man in front of the camera. He was angry with the secretary in her most familiar voice: "Rework the plan and put it on my desk before nine o'clock tomorrow." She silently closed the live broadcast app, but received a strange text message: "Sister Wanfeng, your latte spilled on my suit." Later, he always put his chin on her shoulder and complained: "My dad forced me to take over again..." On the night of graduation, he stood in the rain below her, choking and grabbing the corner of her clothes: "Don't push me away... I only feel alive when I hear your heartbeat."

My parents practiced poverty education. When I was 20 years old, I had a car accident and faced 50,000 yuan in medical expenses, so I chose to have my leg amputated. After all, my sister has a heart disease and I want to save money to treat her. After hiding my disability for three months, I was working as a housekeeper at a five-star hotel and bumped into my parents and sister who were checking in. Mom gently touched her sister's head. "An'an, can you try the 80,000 yuan private kitchen with me tomorrow?" 80,000 Yuan? I can only save 50,000 yuan to save my leg.

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"Whether it's memories, the present, or the future. When I think of the scenery in my memory, I add a strong touch of color to it at dusk." This is my first attempt at a stream-of-consciousness novel. Please give me some advice. (This novel is adapted from reality) Source of the title: Autumn Scenery (At Dusk) I hope you will not ask who is there. September dew touches my body, waiting for you at dusk.

A writer is someone who writes for the people

I will record my nightmares, hoping that I will no longer be afraid of sleeping... And won't be bothered by ethereal things.

What else is recorded? Autobiography

Repair my front teeth, da da da da da da da da

4-year-old Lin Wan used to have an independent life before the age of 28, but after the epidemic, she was coerced by Chen Mo and his family. For five years, she suppressed herself, gave up her hobbies, and fell into depression. On her 34th birthday, she quit smoking and returned home. She woke up accompanied by her parents and began to save herself. She regained herself, refused to waste away, and met Zhou Mingyu in the swimming pool. He respects her hobbies, shares the trivial matters of life, shows her the world, supports her career, and faces fertility issues together. Zhou Mingyu's family and friends also showed respect and warmth. Lin Wan finally understood that life requires self-salvation, and the right person will make her stretch and bloom. The regrets of the past have become a footnote to her growth. In love and respect, she has lived her life as expected.

In the ruined studio in District 7, Li Yan, who has long light blue hair, is always mixing paint in star crystal powder. He smiled cynically, his fingertips were stained with colorful colors, and his voice trailed off lazily, like a fox carrying a secret - but only he knew that that crazy skin was a deliberately trained armor to wrap up the cold tears that had frozen in his heart when his mother Suman died in an experimental accident seven years ago. His mother's death dug a hole in his heart. He was picking star crystal fragments from the bricks of the Gu family villa, and his fingernails were bleeding. He repeatedly rubbed the lines of the fox fragments, as if he were touching his mother's fingerprints. This search is not so much about revenge as it is about holding on to the last connection with the mother. Until Mu Che appeared, that desire quietly shifted: he waited for the other person in the studio until late at night, the amount of sugar in the hot cocoa was exactly the same, and he protected the person behind him in dangerous moments, even if he was shot in the arm. But the guns of the special handling department, the confrontation in the interrogation room, and the shadow cast by the general star crystal made this dependence a dangerous game. When Mu Che's gun was pointed at him, he could clearly see the pain covered in the other person's eyes; when Wuxu's chains wore his wrists apart, he realized that there was some coldness that could not be melted by warmth. He used paint to draw star trails on the ruins, used jokes to protect his heart with power, and used love to build a floating bridge out of despair. It's just that in the unfinished painting, the escaping blue is no match for the thick black. Even the "I love you" in the mouth has become a lip language that no one can understand.

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A day through Chinatown in Colombo, the capital of Sri Lanka, reflects the identity and cultural heritage of Sri Lankan Chinese here.

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I am a successor of the Taoist Fu Shui Zhu Youshu lineage, and I was born with a body refined by poison. In his previous life, in order to fulfill his parents' last wishes, he abided by his father-in-law's agreement and became the son-in-law of an official's Taiyin body daughter. The strange medicine made from the poisonous body healed her body and restored her ability to have children. Unexpectedly, she found out about our sleeping together and committed suicide at home. Guan Ming Huinao became furious, "Cheng Weiyi, even if I didn't have the body of poison refining, Brother Xu would have used Fu Shui Zhu You Shu to cure me!" The toxins throughout my body quickly eroded my internal organs, and eventually I died suddenly. The blood containing the strange medicine was drained and dispersed and sold to wealthy businessmen across the country. His head was missing and he would never see the light of day again. Suddenly I woke up, the day I returned to the official's house and invited a Taoist master to test my special physique. I secretly showed off the jade pendant unique to the Taoist heir, and used telepathy to make the mage lie for me. The mage understood it and shook his head helplessly: "Mr. Cheng has nothing special about him. On the contrary, the two beauties are famous and have no distinction. If they get married forcefully, it may lead to disaster."

Those moments of inspiration in life

In the illusion of night, there are always bizarre plots quietly unfolding - perhaps walking on clouds across the galaxy, perhaps meeting old friends again in the rain alley, or falling into an endless colorful maze. These fleeting dreams are like sand flowing through the fingertips. If not picked up in time, they will disappear without a trace in the first ray of sunshine in the morning. So, I picked up the pen and salvaged the broken fragments while half asleep and half awake: writing down the murmurs that passed by my ears, describing the images that flashed through my eyes, and retaining the tenderness and absurdity that cannot be replicated in reality. This is not an addiction to illusion, but a small bookmark for every corner of the soul that has bloomed in the dark night. When I read it in the future, I can still think of a world that only existed for me in my dreams.

I just came back from a poverty alleviation meeting in the city, and my mother pulled me into the back room: "Daughter, Mom drew 99 prizes during the marriage competition before she got a good son-in-law!" My mother patted her thigh and said: "The other party is the son of the boss of a construction company in the county. He has three Mercedes-Benz cars at home." "The most important thing is that his uncle is from the County Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau!" I couldn't resist my mother, so I had to agree. The next day, Huo Linchuan transferred a sum of money to my account and made a note of AA for the wedding. The day before the wedding, I went to the banquet hall to prepare for the rehearsal, and I was dumbfounded as soon as I opened the door. There were 99 incense sticks placed at the door, with photos of me in the middle, and 99 white candles lit next to them. I was about to have an attack when the poor student supported by my last fiancé came over: "Sister Weiwei is here. Brother Linchuan said that this wedding is just a formality and asked me to decorate it in the style I like." I suppressed my anger: "I'm getting married tomorrow, wouldn't it be bad if you turned this into a funeral?" She smiled contemptuously: "Brother Linchuan said, I can do whatever I want. Besides, you are a country bumpkin. If you want to be happy, nothing will suit you!" "Believe it or not, I will ask Brother Linchuan to escape from the marriage tomorrow." I dialed my fiancé's phone number directly: "Huo Linchuan, if you don't want to get married, just say so! Take that slutty woman away now!"

I work part-time as a dietary therapist. I prepare medicinal soups according to patients' symptoms at night and put them in the pickup cabinet, waiting for customers to pick them up during the day. In the past month, I have occasionally received sporadic feedback about shortages. After checking the monitoring system, I discovered that my neighbor steals a bowl from my pickup cabinet every day, 30 times. I wanted to give you some good advice, so I reminded you again in the property management group. "Not everyone can drink the soup in the pickup cabinet in Room 821. If you find anything next time, call the police!" No one responded. Two days later, my neighbor opened a live broadcast room to insult me. "My grandson has had diarrhea for three days, and it was my neighbor who was poisoning him!" I looked at the doctor's certificate specializing in traditional Chinese medicine in the drawer and the bright "do not touch" label on the soup pot, and kept a smile on my face. "My patient is constipated, what's wrong with making a laxative soup?"

I'm in the book, but I'm not a character in the book. I'm not wearing anything serious. I am not a serious character, I am a beggar.

[Old saying + eldest princess + seduced by lust + husband-chasing crematorium] The eldest princess Xiao Zhiyue lost a political battle and temporarily hid in Qinan incognito. She met Cui Yuchen, a great painter who was seriously ill and was not going to die soon. Xiao Zhiyue returned to Kyoto, and a year later, she met Cui Yuchen again. Cui Yuchen had become an important strategist of the enemy camp... Enemies reunited and became rivals. After chasing her husband to the real crematorium, can the broken mirror be reunited?

[Parents' filial piety + marriage + scumbag + awakening] What should I do if a person who steals his household registration certificate and wants to marry him finds out after marriage that he is a rotten person? Leave, leave firmly. At the same time, you have to take care of your own career and let the scumbag get away as far as he wants! At that time, Hong Shan stole her household registration book and risked breaking up with her parents to marry Su Li. Unexpectedly, many years later, she would become a useless person who had to file a report for every penny and suffered continuous domestic violence from Su Li. In order to get a smooth divorce while ensuring her own safety and getting the compensation she deserved, Hong Shan endured the humiliation and planned for three years. During this period, she met Lin Tao, who had been subjected to domestic violence by his father since childhood and had always been shrouded in shadow. With Lin Tao's help, Hong Shan finally gained the freedom she had dreamed of.

After writing a warm poem, I send it to you who I haven't met yet. May your life be warm and romantic.

On an ordinary day, Ou Xiaoxing, who was only 16 years old, encountered a car accident on the way to his grandfather's company and died on the spot. However, the goddess of fate still cast a compassionate look at him, giving him a chance to be reborn. However, maybe he was not the only one to be so lucky...

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The gift of flesh, the nourishment of blood. The absurd new life is still an abominable alien.

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