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When Yunjing was a child, he received the sunflowers from Chuyang and could not forget them for a long time. Chuyang thought that the first time they met was when she helped her bully her bullies in the park. In fact, they had already met in kindergarten. You gave me sunflowers when I was a child, and I will give you sunflowers when you grow up.

"Poetry as Notes" When time carves shallow lines on the corners of the eyes I use rhyme to catch every piece of falling dust When the morning light spreads through the window lattice A short poem is standing on tiptoes Measuring the balance between dreaming and waking The age when the spring shirt is swaying Always put my worries into Pingqi When the wind passes through the alley A metaphor suddenly fell apart The pain that splashed half the city's peach blossoms Later, we waded through the fireworks Boil firewood, rice, oil and salt into a metaphor The child's cry makes a rhyme Parents' white hair bending poems Every comma hides an unspoken reminder Occasionally open old manuscript papers The handwriting has been stained by the yellow of time Only then do I understand the pauses in those branches It turns out that life is breathing gently Every outline is to the world tender acknowledgment

When emotions become currency, calmness is the greatest smuggling. The city's emotional energy suddenly inflated, and crying all night could only recharge the phone once. The official claimed that this was a temporary crisis, but during the investigation, quality inspector Lin Mo discovered a huge black market network where "calm" was traded - a state that allows people to stop emotional production. As the investigation deepened, Lin Mo discovered that he had stepped into not only the black market, but also a secret war against the entire energy system. The ultimate resource that both sides of the war compete for is the last true feeling of mankind. Keywords: suspense investigation, underground world, resource war, science fiction

[A collection of short stories by the author Yoyo Youth and Sour BE] "Under the Wutong Tree": The moment the young man looked at Ye Rou, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Her eyes began to follow his figure unconsciously until he disappeared. "The 18th Box of Paper Cranes": The 18th box of paper cranes is not full yet, and I will not fold it again. "Movie Ticket": We once went in opposite directions, but in the end we still ended up together by different paths. People from the older generation told me that this is called fate.

[Inferior self-esteem, sensitive and transparent Xu Jing × sunny and gentle academic master Chen Xu] [1V1 + two-way secret love + BE + sadomasochism] There is an ancient legend that says that paper cranes folded with care can bring happiness and good luck to the people you love. So, in this quiet summer night, with tears in her eyes, the girl with long hair folded the paper cranes one by one, and engraved your name on each paper crane. The 18th box of paper cranes is not full yet, so I won't fold it again.

[Gentle and sunny Ye Rou × Cold but cute Jiang Qi] [Excellent novel + 1V1 + two-way secret love + BE + academic master] The moment the young man looked at Ye Rou, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. This is the inner throbbing of girlhood. Just like the breeze in the autumn afternoon blowing gently on the face, bringing a faint coolness. At this moment, there were countless ripples in her heart. Her eyes began to follow his figure unconsciously until he disappeared. From that moment on, Ye Rou knew that she could never forget him again.

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Read poetry in the early morning light, write letters in the evening breeze of the playground, and pick up inspiration in the smoke of fireworks in the cafeteria. There are unfinished papers, unfinished thoughts, and the stumbling thoughts of young people - it turns out that growing up is the process of writing daily life into poetry.

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"I'll take over this stall!" " Tells the story of programmer Li Xiang who resigned from the city and returned to his hometown, taking over the "mess" left by the village chief's second uncle. Faced with the mountains of garbage and doubts, he cleverly solved the problem through the Spring Festival cleaning and turned the wasteland into a "shared vegetable garden". From sowing seeds in frozen soil to dealing with the crisis of pesticide poisoning, from people's hearts wandering to guests arriving like clouds, Li Xiang used new thinking to activate the countryside and led Yushugou to take deep roots in rural revitalization amid hopes and challenges.

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This work takes a Chinese-speaking woman who holds a Singapore companion visa and is unable to work due to system restrictions as the core of the narrative, embarking on a journey to Southeast Asia where reality and fantasy are intertwined. The novel is composed of two intertwined narrative threads: one is the protagonist's personal exploration of rediscovering "how to live in this world" amid unemployment, identity suspension, and life disorder; the other is a fragmented and often forgotten history of Chinese migration in Southeast Asia that is spliced ​​together through animals, plants, and mythological imagery.

Beidou Opera in Putian, Singapore.

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The novel describes a story that took place during the Anti-Japanese War, when a Japanese military vehicle was destroyed by local guerrillas, and the subsequent revenge of the Japanese army.

"Urban Secret Love × Contractual Love × Ultimate Pulling" [Shen Tuo x Zhou Wei] "The only thing I can't learn." "Just stop loving the man who taught me all this." A teaching that started with lies, and a love that finally became true. A completely failed performance, a sincere confession in public. When the perfect heir breaks all the masks with his own hands, can they still rebuild a real world that only belongs to each other on top of the ruins? This time, it's not for performance, just for loving you.

Postman Li Xuan used his legendary ancestral Dunjia to figure out that the end was coming, and frantically stocked up on goods to survive. On the day of frost, the world was frozen by strange white dust. He awakened the ancient secret technique "Fenghou Qimen" due to contact with the chaotic matter. After meeting Ling, a Taoist successor, the two discovered that this "natural disaster" was actually a conspiracy by the mysterious organization "Gui Ling Hui" to use metaphysical formations to restart the world. In order to save the civilization that was being covered by rules, they broke into the formation, made continuous breakthroughs in bloody battles, and finally faced the "Divination Master" who can decide life and death. This is a survival epic that uses Eastern metaphysics to fight against the apocalypse and protect humanity in the frozen era.

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I am a pessimist

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The story that combines elegance and humor always makes people laugh and think deeply!

Do you really believe in eternity? A long-awaited train carrying countless hopes, In the ethereal world, life comes out of despair, It is this train that will bring eternity to the present. We'll be fine, Really? Okay? Want to? Do you believe it?

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Based on his own experience, he explains a philosophy: Only when people are alive can everything have meaning.

Yintong's miscellaneous notes

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Everyone in Jinmen knew that Marshal Shen Hanzhou was cold-blooded, ruthless, armed with heavy troops, and decisive in killing. But no one knew that he gave all his tenderness and indulgence to Mu Yao, an orphan girl picked up from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. He protected her, doted on her, let her walk around the handsome man's house, paid for breaking the family heirloom, and supported his concubine when she was angry with him. Everyone said that the young marshal doted on a girl with a foreign surname to no end, and Mu Yao also thought that this preference would last forever. Until he got engaged for the benefit of the family, she fled heartbroken, but he was tyrannically captured from the wedding venue. The man's kiss fell on the ear, with a trembling feeling of being lost: "Ayao, I married someone else to protect you." "The only wife I want in this life is you."

You know that the road ahead is hopeless, but you will still go to the destined destination Endless madness engraves your deeds Whether ordinary or extraordinary, everything recognizes each and every one of you as detached, supreme, only Polynacles

I am who I am, fireworks with different colors!

An essay by a high school student

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In the third year of my marriage to Pei Yuan, he threw me on the highway while I was pregnant to celebrate Bai Yueguang's birthday. The road was blocked by a blizzard, and I froze all night in the car at minus 10 degrees Celsius. The blood under my body stained the seat red. The system's cold prompt sounded: "The host's vital signs are about to disappear. Do you want to leave the world?" I looked at the WeChat Moments that Pei Yuan had just posted on my phone. In the photo, the two of them were intertwined with each other, and the caption was "Belated affection." I pressed "Confirm" with the last bit of my strength and redeemed the "Live Broadcast on the Internet Before Death" prop. The moment Pei Yuan cut the birthday cake, the large electronic screen behind him suddenly lit up. In the picture, my face was as pale as paper, and the car was filled with shocking blood. I gave the camera a sad smile: "Pei Yuan, do you like this birthday gift?"

This is a book written to slow down time. When you open it, you will feel like you are in a leisurely and comfortable park. There is no discussion about the lofty future here, only the sound of growing vegetation, the rhythm of the wind, and the process of a heart being caught by ordinary things. Between the pages of the book, there is the lingering warmth of tea, the crisp sound of wind chimes, and the threads of life that have been forgotten by the busy world, but are worth savoring. If you occasionally want to stop and find some peace from the rush, then there will be a breeze and benches here. --2025.12.8

"Chronological Dog Book" is a warm and touching fantasy novel that tells the story of a mechanical search and rescue dog "Tiejia" from the 22nd century who travels back to the urban-rural fringe "Dongfeng Slope" in 1999 to perform the mission of correcting the "Shuguang Bridge" accident. Tie Ya, whose appearance is no different from that of a German Shepherd, has an advanced AI at its core and carries the "Sequential Dog Book" that can predict the future. It was accidentally adopted by the rebellious boy Zhou Lei and entered the home of Zhou Jianjun, an engineer who was guilty of an engineering accident and whose family relationship was on the verge of breakdown. Tie Ya's initial mission was to stop the flawed design, but in getting along with the Zhou family, its cold mechanical logic was gradually melted by human warmth, and it began to understand the true meaning of "guilt", "protection" and "home". In the story, Tie Ya not only uses his extraordinary abilities to warn of danger and guide Zhou Jianjun to regain his professional courage, but he also steps forward at critical moments to stand between the fierce conflict between father and son. When it discovered that even if the design was revised, the bridge was still in danger due to material substitution, it did not hesitate to exhaust its own energy, and finally sacrificed in exchange for the miracle of zero accident casualties. The novel cleverly combines science fiction settings with heavy reality, and explores the power of responsibility, redemption and family affection in the era of demolition and changes. Tie Ya's transformation process from a machine performing tasks to a guardian with a "soul" is deeply touching, showing that even the coldest logic can give birth to the warmest soul under the infiltration of love. This is a profound fable about protection and sacrifice, and also makes readers think about how technology and humanity coexist.

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Their years have passed and they are getting older. One day I suddenly discovered that I was growing up and my grandparents were really old. In the past, the road was long and slow, and there was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime. Life is long but fragile, but it takes a lifetime to experience it.

Qin Ruyi was once the scorching sun in Furong City, but a heavenly edict took off this scorching sun and imprisoned her into the deep palace. I wanted to be content with the situation, but I didn't know that in this magnificent cage, every step was marked by blades. The queen's pressure, the concubines' calculations, the emperor's temptations, and even the warmth of blood in the belly have become cold bargaining chips under authority. The love of Emperor Sheng Yang is both honey and arsenic that kills people invisible. She had been sincere to each other, but what she got in return was the heart-wrenching pain of losing her child, and the lingering doubts about her sincerity. Until that night, the candlelight on the 100th anniversary of his death had not been extinguished, and he had embraced the new man in his arms, and all the love and hate, trust and doubt were instantly wiped out. At this moment, Qin Ruyi realized: the canary's cage, even if it is warm and fragrant, is still a cage. She turned around and decided to say goodbye to her status as a concubine who had been fighting every step of the way just to survive. The high wall remains the same, but the emperor sits high on the dragon's throne. From now on, he will guard the country thousands of miles away, and no one will share his joys and sorrows with him.

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Essays on life's hardships