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If I start my life over again, I have the final say - Lin Xiaoman

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Look at the warmth and coldness of the world, recognize the warmth and coldness of the world, and express your feelings bit by bit through words.

Flowers bloom and fall, things change and people change. The osmanthus tree in the atrium of the thatched cottage had become a little richer over the three spring and autumn years. Chang'e, who had been waiting eagerly, finally disappeared from sight of the man who was longing for her in her heart...

My name is Lin Yu. I am twenty-two years old. Before I found a job, I fell in love with the president of a listed group. His name is Gu Tingchen, he is the president and chairman of the Gu Group. He is married and has a son. His wife passed away early and has not remarried yet. I met him when I went to the Gu Group for an interview. I was deeply attracted to him the first time I saw him. There seemed to be a voice in my head telling me, "This is him for the rest of my life"...

This book exposes a training scam that uses the recruitment of part-time book anchors as bait...

"Sometimes, living changes its taste, walking and turning, falling asleep while eating, and shedding tears after being fascinated. Sometimes, people are so complicated, difficult to express, and unbearable. If you hold a mouthful of water in your mouth, if you drink it, there will be no more. If you don't drink, you will be hungry and thirsty. In the moment of hesitation, the water is gone, and you can only thirst yourself to death in constant regret."

Think about it every day and dream about it at night! Have you also experienced weird dreams?! Who can interpret your dream? ! Who will interpret my dream again?!

Zhao Dachuan, the village party secretary of Zhaojiagou, is worried about the saplings being eaten. Suspicion falls on the sheep farmer Wang Cuihua, but it involves the turmoil caused by Li Laoshuan "borrowing" magpie branches for his daughter's wedding. A misunderstanding caused the whole village to go from quarreling to reconciliation, guarding a bird's nest together, and repairing the relationship between neighbors. The magpies are chirping, the days are booming, and the human touch in this village is warmer and brighter than the lanterns on the Lantern Festival.

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True love is not about finding the perfect person, but about learning to see perfection through imperfect eyes. It is not the calm that never quarrels, but the steadfastness that never lets go even in the storm. Love is an everyday choice-choosing understanding over blaming, connection over avoidance, growth over stagnation. May this handbook become a practical guide on your love journey, helping you to continue to improve in the art of loving and being loved, and ultimately gain that deep and lasting intimacy - which is the deepest desire of the human soul and the most precious gift between us.

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It is said that nine out of ten orange cats are fat, and one of them is too big to collapse on the bed. The one Lin Xiaoxiao picked up belonged to an epic pit. Not only can it not collapse the kang, but it also always wants to run away from home - although it is scared back every time by the stupid dog in the community. It wasn't until late that night when she was working overtime that she discovered that this fat orange, which only slumped over and watched "Tom and Jerry" during the day, was sitting on her computer chair with its tail still on the mouse. Life should be so ordinary: she draws her pictures, it sleeps with it, and occasionally broadcasts live broadcasts, and the audience loves to see its "non-answering" look. Until Lin Xiaoxiao began to receive frequent anonymous express delivery. From the digital tablet that she longed for but was reluctant to buy, to the silent keyboard that was quietly replaced at home, to the imported canned cats in the refrigerator that she could never finish. Until her unfinished design plan inexplicably turned into a perfect program that could be run directly, making it a blockbuster in front of Party A. Until the whole company spread that there was a mysterious "technical master" behind her. It would only hang a camera during the day to show her the sunshine and secrets of the city live; at night, it would squat in front of the flickering screen, using its furry paws, line by line, to record for her all the tenderness that a silent guardian could give her. Until one day, the evil spirits from the dark finally approached. Until it did everything a cat could do to clear her of all danger. Then, one very ordinary morning, he rubbed her hand as usual, walked out of the pet door, and never came back.

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At the orientation party in the first year of high school, Jiang Sui, who played the violin, remembered Shen Yan, who said "come on". Walking together in the same building in the early morning, looking back at each other around the corner on the fourth floor, and teasing and joking in gym class, all hide the unspoken emotions between the two. The apples on Christmas Eve and the red envelopes on New Year's Day are all footnotes to a young man's worries. But the heavy pressure of senior year made Shen Yan choose to distance herself deliberately and hide her love in the time spent studying questions. Fortunately, if you remember it, it will eventually echo. When Jiang Sui clutched the admission notice of Nanzhou Normal University and looked up to see Shen Yan holding mango milk tea under the camphor tree, she realized that those loves buried by time were never the chaos of one person's war.

Parallel world The blue star comes into contact with the alien space, opening the space channel, the spiritual energy begins to revive, the demon world invades, the barbarians are raging, and the lucky ones among humans awaken extraordinary powers or inherit ancient professions. --A variety of unprecedentedly powerful abilities such as Explosion Mage, Gale Shooter, Rock Giant, and Shadow Assassin, as well as ancient inheritances such as Alchemist, Spiritual Planter, and Beast Tamer. When the world is no longer in civilized order, and the law of the jungle prevails in the darkness, will you choose to defend your country or your country? Some people are extraordinary in life, and some people are lying idle. When a fair opportunity comes again, someone will always stand out and dominate for hundreds of years. In this wonderful world, you need to decide how you want to go in your future life. Li Qingyun, a lazy and fake Taoist, travels around the great rivers and mountains of the motherland and experiences various scenery as he pleases.

There are many different love stories, one chapter per chapter, both sweet and sad.

The most affectionate love is not saying I love you lightly, but understanding you deeply.

"Does this job have to be done?" "Yes, that's right."

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My weekly diary of high school, please don't laugh, watch patiently, thank you for your support

I'll talk about it when I think about it, I'll talk about it when I think about it, I won't talk about this until I finish writing it, thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump

"When thorns wrap around the heart, it's the moment we meet again." When the heroine, who was just beginning to make her mark in the entertainment industry, was rescued by a mysterious man in a car accident, the bloody thorn totem that appeared on her chest revealed a secret that had been sealed for many years - the brother who once carried her home in a heavy rain used the silver tail ring as a contract to play their Satanic song.

Meeting you is the greatest luck in my life, leaving you is the hardship I must go through in this life.

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A girl who was raised in another family since she was a child. The adults only cared about saving money and taking care of their three children. They ignored her. Only her eldest brother protected her and thought about her. She grew up under the protection of her eldest brother.

Su Qingwan has been secretly married for three years. In order to support the career of her painter husband Jiang Linshen, she is willing to bury the Jiangnan town and guard the ancestral intangible cultural heritage workshop "Jinyunxuan". Until the day of their wedding anniversary, she caught her husband kissing his best friend in the studio, and received a divorce agreement - the terms stated that due to "poor management," the valuation of the Su family's two-hundred-year-old workshop was reduced to zero and belonged to her husband. She signed silently, and that night opened the secret box left by her grandfather, which contained three diagrams of palace stunts that had been lost for centuries. Three months later, CCTV's intangible cultural heritage documentary became a hit across the Internet. Su Qingwan restored "Tianxiang Dyeing" live, and a piece of dyed silk was auctioned for 1.28 Million. And her ex-husband Jiang Linshen is trying to get listed on Nasdaq by stealing her pattern library. The live broadcast of the celebration was forcibly cut off, and the entire network was pushed: # cutting-edge painter suspected of stealing intangible cultural heritage patents#. She left a message under the hot search: "Mr. Jiang, do you think this old thing should go into a museum?" "Now, I'll take you in." This is a game of pitting thousand-year civilization against capital. When ancient skills meet the trend of live broadcasting, the betrayers will eventually understand: some things cannot be stolen or bought.

I was married to a silent husband. He takes care of the housework, earns a monthly salary of 8,000, and is as quiet as the background of his home. It wasn't until his old cell phone smashed into my arms that I discovered his ten-year secret - the secret love diary master "The Silent One" who was deified in literary forums. Three thousand words that were so humble as dust, the main character was me. The last one was written last night: "The medicine is ready and I will die at sunrise. If she sees this, Xiaoxiao, forget me." But as I trembled, I pieced together the truth - the property certificate that he lied about renting but with my name on it was purchased in the same month that his family went bankrupt. The three pale scars on his left wrist correspond to every night in the diary when "I want to disappear today." The newly appointed financial director who made things difficult for me was the same bully who pushed him into the toilet and took pictures. I held his trembling wrist tightly and pressed it on the deepest scar: "Jiang Chen, your life belongs to me now. You are not allowed to die without my permission." He asked me with red eyes: "Do I deserve to be loved when I am broken like this?" He didn't know - when he spent three years setting up a commercial skynet to protect me, killing his enemies with precision; when he finally dared to straighten his back at the wedding and say "I do"; when he started writing a new diary titled "The Deep Sea Illuminated by Light" - the deep sea finally embraced his light. And the light said: What I love is never your perfection. It's the clumsy wholeness that you are willing to give me even your broken self. Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

In the shadow of bustling City A, there lurks a horror beyond recognition. Brother Liu and Zhang Lan belong to an unknown special department, wandering on the edge of the city, cleaning up those unspeakable existences. On a rainy night, the third bloody murder occurred, leaving only inhuman bite marks and mysterious burning holes at the scene. This is not a serial killer, but a predator from the shadows. When the trail leads to an abandoned textile factory in the West District, they encounter a terrifying alien that can mimic and emit infrasonic attacks. During the bloody battle, what they discovered was not only the monster, but also the suit fragments left on its bone blade that belonged to another unknown target. This means that the hunting is not over yet, the lair may be hidden deep, and tonight's life and death struggle has only revealed the coldest part of the huge conspiracy. Dawn reappears, and the city wakes up as usual. No one knows the roar of the night and the splattered blood. But for Liu Ge and Zhang Lan, a long war to defend the modern city from the invisible abyss has just begun.

I hope there will be time to look back and grow old together with deep affection. The male and female protagonists redeem each other, and they have fallen in love with each other without knowing it.

Chen Yang picked up a "pengci baby" after get off work. The cute little girl hugged his thigh and called him daddy. She couldn't get rid of him! In order to get rid of this "troublemaker", he went to the police station and the welfare home, and he came up with all kinds of tricks, but the baby tried to trick him. Until a piece of DNA report hits his face - this clingy girl is actually his daughter? ! The unjust social beast collapsed instantly: If I had known it was my biological child, I wouldn't have thought so hard about throwing it away in the first place! From then on, he began to live a life of hilarious daddy manipulated by his little ancestor. The sweetest unexpected surprises were hidden in the busy daily life.

Son-in-law is like a dragon: from abandoned son to the top of the world

On the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, the death of a reed chicken caused a disturbance in Lijiagou. Village director Li Laoshuan racked his brains to win the "Beautiful Village" bonus, and college student Li Lei used a short video to ignite hope. From digging out fifty-year-old love letters from the trash to a contest for renovating old items that caused a sensation throughout the county... A group of farmers transformed chicken feathers into a cultural and creative industry. Amid laughter and tears, they witnessed chicken feathers truly fly into the sky.

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Every story contains hard-earned thoughts. Under the sun, among the green mountains and green waters, on the road, at a certain moment, like pearls, they can be collected as jewelry when connected in series.

I don't know how to introduce it. I always feel that since my life has been twenty years, I should write something to remember what happened before. The story is very simple. The protagonist is me. Maybe my writing is not that good, but I can still write something about myself. Counting from birth, my life has not been It's not that long, and I'm only twenty years old, but for me, I've already experienced too much, including the death of relatives and the failure to retake the college entrance examination. I always feel that my life should be wonderful. I should experience all kinds of human feelings and have love in my heart. Life is impermanent and fateful, so I have to experience it by myself. There's a lot more I want to say, so I'll leave it all to what I write.

In 2017, I joined a writer's assistant in primary school for the first time. I wrote the non-mainstream novel "Dreams in the South City". Today, 8 years after I gave up writing, I opened the current memo and found that the myself now has changed a lot from the person I was then. I still marvel at my desire for expression and creativity at that time. I wrote nearly 2,400 words in 52 minutes. I still remember that it took 45 minutes to write the subsequent 800-word essay. It is an amazing feeling (to preserve the memory of my first creation as a child, I still use the previous avatar and pen name, hahaha) Now I also record in memos. These are my inspirations in certain months of my junior year. Many interesting phenomena I encounter every day can turn into butterflies and fly into my heart at some point, muttering, "Write me out, please." Of course, I am also fortunate to be able to come back to share with you 8 years and 57 days after the unfinished creation of "Dream in the South City" and 2979 days after joining the writer's assistant. Of course I'm different now than I was then. "University life is full of various experimental writings that explore freedom, self-projection, meta-poetry, symbol worship, etc." (This paragraph is purely an overestimation of myself, hahaha) But these are some words that I conceive, adapt, and imagine based on real-life inspiration. The signifier is absent and the signified is floating. Just record your feelings and read them in a diary hahaha. I still chose to catch the pen that was hanging in the air 8 years ago

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My name is Lin Yichun... I am Chun'er... I am Lin Yichun.... Your spring...

Su Wan, director of cardiac surgery, picked up an abandoned baby boy on a rainy night, named him Nian An and decided to adopt him. The child's biological parents, Li Wei and his wife, came to extort money but failed, so they maliciously smeared Su Wan. With the help of a lawyer, Su Wan found out the truth and the couple was punished by law. A few years later, Su Wan was diagnosed with leukemia and accidentally discovered that Su Nian'an's bone marrow was a successful match with her own. The young Nian An bravely donated bone marrow to save his mother. As Nian An grew up and showed his true talents, his true life experience also emerged - he was actually the grandson of Lin Zhenghong, chairman of the Lin Group. In the end, Su Wan, Su Nian'an and Lin Zhenghong formed a special family. When Nian'an grew up, he was admitted to a top university to study medicine, and continued to write a life chapter of love and hope.

They are always woken up by the sound of "empty the toilet" at six o'clock in the morning. Looking out the window, tricycles carrying wooden barrels shuttled through the mist. It was a unique symphony in Shanghai alleys in 1978. Until one day, the shouting changed to "Collect old electrical appliances", and Lao Zhangtou stood at the entrance of the alley for a long time holding a broken semiconductor radio. It's like he doesn't know who to sell the "Butterfly" sewing machine in his hand - his daughter has already put on jeans. An entire era turned a page behind him.

I am Zhao Kai, a handyman disciple who is regarded as useless by the Qinglan Sect. Three years ago, I was seriously injured and was picked up by the sect leader. I lost all my cultivation and was ridiculed. However, no one knows that I was once the powerful "Sword Master of Ten Thousand Stars", but I fell because of the betrayal by my best friend. In the Servant Courtyard, I re-cultivated the ancient secret technique "Nine Revolutions of Stars" and my strength quietly recovered. When the sect was provoked by a strong enemy and everyone was afraid, I showed my edge step by step and severely slapped those who despised me and insulted me in the face. From the Servants' Court to the sect competition, from the inner sect's genius to the demon giant, all those who thought I would lose will eventually tremble at the edge of my sword.

About the wind in the grassland, about the cement world in the city, about the unspoken freedom and the regret hidden in the heart. I once wanted to wield the sword of law, and I also dreamed of going to Karakoram, but a scar hindered my steps. The coldness of the science class, the warmth of the Kazakh girl, the vows made when I was a boy, and the frost on my father's temples are all mixed into this text. This is my self-narration, written to myself and to all those who have a wilderness in their hearts and a city in their bodies.

Welcome, come with me to start that mysterious fantasy journey! Note: The content of this work is purely fictitious!

When I opened the photo album again, I felt so happy inside. The me I used to be would definitely be bored with the me I am now.

Plagiarism is prohibited. The protagonist is the second demon in the demon world. Because he was too bored, he ran away to the human world. He stayed in the human world for more than five hundred years. Later, he went to the most powerful school in the human world, Starlight Academy, and became an ordinary student... Note: He is one of the hidden bosses

"Old Withered" tells the story of a compensation dispute caused by land acquisition for road construction in the northern countryside during the young years. When villager Li Laowen asked for high compensation for his ancestral home, his son Li Qiang resolutely gave up his personal interests and proposed to use the homestead to build a bus shelter at the entrance of the village. Inspired by him, the whole village worked together to build a heart-warming "Tongxin Pavilion" in the cold winter. The story outlines the local customs in simple writing and shows the spiritual persistence and homeland feelings of farmers in the new era.

A train to another world

Resign, start a business, and stay true to your original aspirations! Xiaoqi, a graduate student born in the 1990s, bid farewell to the Internet giants, took her grandma's secret recipe for hand-made noodles, and opened a 20-square-meter shop in an old alley in Guangzhou. She fought against the encirclement and suppression of chain noodle restaurants and refused the temptation of capital expansion. With a bowl of bone soup noodles that had been boiled for eight hours, she went from being a popular noodle to becoming an Internet celebrity and cooking up her own entrepreneurial world in the alleys of fireworks.