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Aurora
Short Fiction极光
Tang Wan
The aurora is beautiful and beautiful, and the protagonist also likes it. She felt extremely happy working on the Antarctic continent with the people she loved. However, the two never expressed their feelings for each other, and eventually the person they loved passed away, leaving behind lifelong regrets. Before leaving, the person she liked left her her favorite gift - Aurora.
The aurora is beautiful and beautiful, and the protagonist also likes it. She felt extremely happy working on the Antarctic continent with the people she loved. However, the two never expressed their feelings for each other, and eventually the person they loved passed away, leaving behind lifelong regrets. Before leaving, the person she liked left her her favorite gift - Aurora.

Please Show Your Love Permission
Short Fiction请出示恋爱许可
The Breeze Is Waiting For Xu To Come
The heroine is an upright lawyer. She is 28 years old this year. Her purpose in life is to be an independent and excellent woman. She hates the kind of girls who are all over the place and talk nonsense. The male protagonist is a surgeon. He is 30 years old this year. He is a novice in love and loves medicine. His biggest wish in this life is to live with a scalpel for the rest of his life. When she and he meet unexpectedly, will they be able to break the idea of neither being married nor in love?
The heroine is an upright lawyer. She is 28 years old this year. Her purpose in life is to be an independent and excellent woman. She hates the kind of girls who are all over the place and talk nonsense. The male protagonist is a surgeon. He is 30 years old this year. He is a novice in love and loves medicine. His biggest wish in this life is to live with a scalpel for the rest of his life. When she and he meet unexpectedly, will they be able to break the idea of neither being married nor in love?

那年杏花盛开时
Light Rain Transforms Into Gods
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It's a Letter to the Future
Short Fiction是送给未来的信
Ask Bi Xiaoxin
Every time the years leave traces on us, I think everyone will be impressed, every time disaster comes. Who is walking in front to block the wind and snow for us? Who stands up for you in times of difficulty. So I wanted to write a book about letters to the future. Send you and me his letter, addressed to us simple people.
Every time the years leave traces on us, I think everyone will be impressed, every time disaster comes. Who is walking in front to block the wind and snow for us? Who stands up for you in times of difficulty. So I wanted to write a book about letters to the future. Send you and me his letter, addressed to us simple people.
Soft, light, feeling

My Leader in Time Travel is Kesha
Short Fiction穿越超神之我的领导是凯莎
Yasir
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When Love is Strong, Hatred Becomes Less
Short Fiction情到浓时方恨少
Kunhua
When they met again for the first time, he threatened her viciously: Will you try to escape again? Everyone rumored that she was the fake Lin Wan, but he was the only one who didn't care. But when the real Lin Wan appeared...
When they met again for the first time, he threatened her viciously: Will you try to escape again? Everyone rumored that she was the fake Lin Wan, but he was the only one who didn't care. But when the real Lin Wan appeared...

Imperial Concubine
Short Fiction帝王妃
Su Xiaomeng
He was a majestic king, but he personally threw his former love into a prison, and executed everyone in Gu Elegy's family...
He was a majestic king, but he personally threw his former love into a prison, and executed everyone in Gu Elegy's family...

Reborn Love, You Will Never Regret It
Short Fiction重生之爱你终不悔
Rain Leaves 001
"Conversational Novel" tells the ups and downs of the love story between the male protagonist and the female protagonist! See how the male protagonist counterattacks Bai Fumei after being reborn! (This book is adapted from the author's true story, with some fantasy themes added)
"Conversational Novel" tells the ups and downs of the love story between the male protagonist and the female protagonist! See how the male protagonist counterattacks Bai Fumei after being reborn! (This book is adapted from the author's true story, with some fantasy themes added)

Loving You is My Original Sin
Short Fiction爱你是我的原罪
Eighteen Fish
I love Xi Yihao as much as my life, but he hates me with all his heart. Because the person he loves is my twin sister. And everyone said that I killed my sister. Xi Yihao ignored my struggle and held my throat tightly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Qifan, why weren't you the one who died?!"
I love Xi Yihao as much as my life, but he hates me with all his heart. Because the person he loves is my twin sister. And everyone said that I killed my sister. Xi Yihao ignored my struggle and held my throat tightly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Qifan, why weren't you the one who died?!"

余生有你,痴爱成狂
Ziyue
The cinnabar mole under Jiang Chuchu's eyes became a knot in Nan Yanling's heart. It is said that people with tear moles will have a bad life. It was obviously not Jiang Wanfeng's fate, but just because she met Nan Yanling, it became her disaster. Nan Yanling was her first half of Jiang Wanfeng's life. She couldn't love her, but it hurt her heart even more when she got her. Therefore, she only wished to miss him for the rest of her life. But he said: "Jiang Wanfeng, don't even think about it." From then on, her life was completely plunged into catastrophe...
The cinnabar mole under Jiang Chuchu's eyes became a knot in Nan Yanling's heart. It is said that people with tear moles will have a bad life. It was obviously not Jiang Wanfeng's fate, but just because she met Nan Yanling, it became her disaster. Nan Yanling was her first half of Jiang Wanfeng's life. She couldn't love her, but it hurt her heart even more when she got her. Therefore, she only wished to miss him for the rest of her life. But he said: "Jiang Wanfeng, don't even think about it." From then on, her life was completely plunged into catastrophe...

奔赴自由岛,心无挂碍即桃源
Writermgniln
When I open the window late at night, the Milky Way is leaning across the roof, like a spoonful of broken silver that someone accidentally spilled. Suddenly I remembered that you and I are both made of stardust - carbon comes from dying stars, iron comes from the embers of white dwarfs, and the salt in our blood may have tidal waves in some ancient ocean. In such a universe, where do we need to look up? It clearly lives deep in our bones. Every heartbeat is the echo of the explosion of a supernova hundreds of millions of years ago; every breath is swallowing oxygen that existed in the dinosaur era. The lines on my palm are poems written by gravity and chaos on a microscopic scale; and when you blink, dust from the Oort cloud gently settles in the wind that flutters your eyelashes. All grand narratives ultimately end up in such concrete flesh and blood. The so-called "exploring the universe" is nothing more than stardust that has been wandering for tens of billions of years and is beginning to learn to recognize its own shape. Just like at this moment, I am standing on this tiny piece of floating soil on the earth, but I feel that the entire expanding starry sky has become quiet, curling up into a warm darkness in my chest. There is the primordial fireball that has not yet cooled down, the slow rotation of the nebula, and the gentle trembling of a life at its own origin. The stars outside the window continued to surge. I know that when this body is finally returned to dust, those carbon atoms will start a new journey-perhaps becoming the thorns of roses, the mud in the rain, or the sparkle in the eyes of a future child. The universe is never in a hurry, it just lends us this body of stardust to complete a brief and precious gaze.
When I open the window late at night, the Milky Way is leaning across the roof, like a spoonful of broken silver that someone accidentally spilled. Suddenly I remembered that you and I are both made of stardust - carbon comes from dying stars, iron comes from the embers of white dwarfs, and the salt in our blood may have tidal waves in some ancient ocean. In such a universe, where do we need to look up? It clearly lives deep in our bones. Every heartbeat is the echo of the explosion of a supernova hundreds of millions of years ago; every breath is swallowing oxygen that existed in the dinosaur era. The lines on my palm are poems written by gravity and chaos on a microscopic scale; and when you blink, dust from the Oort cloud gently settles in the wind that flutters your eyelashes. All grand narratives ultimately end up in such concrete flesh and blood. The so-called "exploring the universe" is nothing more than stardust that has been wandering for tens of billions of years and is beginning to learn to recognize its own shape. Just like at this moment, I am standing on this tiny piece of floating soil on the earth, but I feel that the entire expanding starry sky has become quiet, curling up into a warm darkness in my chest. There is the primordial fireball that has not yet cooled down, the slow rotation of the nebula, and the gentle trembling of a life at its own origin. The stars outside the window continued to surge. I know that when this body is finally returned to dust, those carbon atoms will start a new journey-perhaps becoming the thorns of roses, the mud in the rain, or the sparkle in the eyes of a future child. The universe is never in a hurry, it just lends us this body of stardust to complete a brief and precious gaze.

Time Does Not Disappoint My Affection
Short Fiction岁月不负我情深
Yu Nan
After three years of marriage, he never touched her. An elaborate hoax. He hated her to the core and even pushed her to hell with his own hands. However, when she really turned into a bloody mass, he woke up as if from a dream, holding her ashes - "I will cherish her in the future, can you not die?"
After three years of marriage, he never touched her. An elaborate hoax. He hated her to the core and even pushed her to hell with his own hands. However, when she really turned into a bloody mass, he woke up as if from a dream, holding her ashes - "I will cherish her in the future, can you not die?"

Say it Again I Love You
Short Fiction再说一次我爱你
Su Qianyue
.......................................... If falling in love with him is a sin, then Jian Chu would rather be damned. ...................................................
.......................................... If falling in love with him is a sin, then Jian Chu would rather be damned. ...................................................

My Pure Desire Female Neighbor
Short Fiction我的纯欲系女邻居
Xiaoyi Teacher
In the elevator late at night, my neighbor Lin Wei, who was soaked in pure lust, broke into my sight. "I forgot my key" allowed her to enter my home and my quiet life. She is a dance teacher who was stalked by her ex-boyfriend, and I am a designer who was injured while protecting others. The night she curled up on my sofa, ambiguity and vulnerability were intertwined in the air; her ex-boyfriend's gaze in the shadows downstairs made danger quietly approach. "Can I stay tonight?" She asked softly with tears in her eyes. I can't say no, just like I can't ignore the quickening of my heartbeat every time I get close. The harassment from my current boyfriend escalated into a direct conflict. When her fear and my protectiveness became entwined into an incomprehensible complex, the relationship between us became more than ordinary neighbors. Every touch of fingertips, every night in the same room, pushes us into the unknown abyss and light. "Will you always protect me?" She asked tremblingly on a thunderstorm night. My answer was a kiss and a determination to fight for her. An encounter of pure desire, danger lurking close. When the desire for protection turns into possessiveness, how will this dangerous urban relationship end?
In the elevator late at night, my neighbor Lin Wei, who was soaked in pure lust, broke into my sight. "I forgot my key" allowed her to enter my home and my quiet life. She is a dance teacher who was stalked by her ex-boyfriend, and I am a designer who was injured while protecting others. The night she curled up on my sofa, ambiguity and vulnerability were intertwined in the air; her ex-boyfriend's gaze in the shadows downstairs made danger quietly approach. "Can I stay tonight?" She asked softly with tears in her eyes. I can't say no, just like I can't ignore the quickening of my heartbeat every time I get close. The harassment from my current boyfriend escalated into a direct conflict. When her fear and my protectiveness became entwined into an incomprehensible complex, the relationship between us became more than ordinary neighbors. Every touch of fingertips, every night in the same room, pushes us into the unknown abyss and light. "Will you always protect me?" She asked tremblingly on a thunderstorm night. My answer was a kiss and a determination to fight for her. An encounter of pure desire, danger lurking close. When the desire for protection turns into possessiveness, how will this dangerous urban relationship end?

Midnight Strawberry Cake
Short Fiction午夜草莓蛋糕
Meow Www
Every night at 8:05, when the rolling shutter door of my cake shop comes down, the pale woman will always knock on the door on time. "Any more strawberry cake?"
Every night at 8:05, when the rolling shutter door of my cake shop comes down, the pale woman will always knock on the door on time. "Any more strawberry cake?"

Beautiful
Short Fiction动听
Take A Bubble Fish
"Girls Generator·Book 4" [Original·Fairy Tale·Slight Abuse·Love] A black swan fell in love with a human who liked the white swan, and he was afraid that she would know that he was the black she hated most. So, he made her unable to see his true appearance, secretly plucked out his black feathers one by one, and fed Maple Leaf Forest with his own blood as the price of becoming a white swan. Waiting is really strange, torturous and exciting. Just wait, your lover won't let you wait too long.
"Girls Generator·Book 4" [Original·Fairy Tale·Slight Abuse·Love] A black swan fell in love with a human who liked the white swan, and he was afraid that she would know that he was the black she hated most. So, he made her unable to see his true appearance, secretly plucked out his black feathers one by one, and fed Maple Leaf Forest with his own blood as the price of becoming a white swan. Waiting is really strange, torturous and exciting. Just wait, your lover won't let you wait too long.

In the 1980s, I Had a Causal System
Short Fiction八零年代,我有因果律系统
Knife On Back
[System] + [Big Heroine] + [Sweet Article] + [Fantasy] In the 1980s, Tang Youyou, a rural daughter-in-law, was bullied by her husband's family for three years. She was beaten and sent to the woodshed for breaking an egg. When she was about to die, the [Law of Cause and Effect System] was suddenly bound - she could see through everyone's secrets and evil consequences. Where is the money stolen by her mother-in-law, where is her sister-in-law's personal token of love, and even the truth that her husband is infertile... All become weapons for her to fight back. Relying on the systematic insight into opportunities, she collected medicines to make money, told fortunes to establish her authority, and tore apart the hypocritical masks of her enemies time and time again. Arson, false accusations, and assassinations came one after another, but she held the line of cause and effect and sneered: "Whoever commits the evil will bear it himself." Let's see how a weak woman can control cause and effect, and overturn this cannibalistic fate in the turbulent 1980s!
[System] + [Big Heroine] + [Sweet Article] + [Fantasy] In the 1980s, Tang Youyou, a rural daughter-in-law, was bullied by her husband's family for three years. She was beaten and sent to the woodshed for breaking an egg. When she was about to die, the [Law of Cause and Effect System] was suddenly bound - she could see through everyone's secrets and evil consequences. Where is the money stolen by her mother-in-law, where is her sister-in-law's personal token of love, and even the truth that her husband is infertile... All become weapons for her to fight back. Relying on the systematic insight into opportunities, she collected medicines to make money, told fortunes to establish her authority, and tore apart the hypocritical masks of her enemies time and time again. Arson, false accusations, and assassinations came one after another, but she held the line of cause and effect and sneered: "Whoever commits the evil will bear it himself." Let's see how a weak woman can control cause and effect, and overturn this cannibalistic fate in the turbulent 1980s!

Laurel Porch Church
Short Fiction月桂围廊教堂
Yiyuanmiyi
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Is Your City Good?
Short Fiction你城市好不好
Writer Hdynal
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Phoenix Bone Medical Heart
Short Fiction凤骨医心
Flowers From Generation To Generation
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Fireworks Win over Jade
Short Fiction烟花胜玉
Writer 6wiqm0
My lover is a free kitten and a pessimistic kitten He is really pessimistic. Death is always on his lips, and there is fatal sadness in his eyes. Bitterness always fills his eyes and burns his face. One day, I saw the date of his death and I didn't care. Anyway, I just missed his body.
My lover is a free kitten and a pessimistic kitten He is really pessimistic. Death is always on his lips, and there is fatal sadness in his eyes. Bitterness always fills his eyes and burns his face. One day, I saw the date of his death and I didn't care. Anyway, I just missed his body.

Miss Hedgehog's Girl's Thoughts
Short Fiction刺猬小姐的少女心事
Sharpened Chalk
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Passerby a Turns over and Passerby B Turns Over
Short Fiction路人甲翻身路人乙
Lalanqin
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Wolf's Dance
Short Fiction野狼的欢舞
Hate Fish Heads
Uh-huh, it's a story about an evil god. I wanted to write about this topic because I watched "The Wicker Man" and "A Midsummer Night's Terror" before.
Uh-huh, it's a story about an evil god. I wanted to write about this topic because I watched "The Wicker Man" and "A Midsummer Night's Terror" before.

Collection of Human Short Stories
Short Fiction人间短篇故事合集
Writer Zqhbfm
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Meet at Work
Short Fiction相约在职场
Zhuji Lane
"The phoenix flower blooms red in two seasons, and the flowers bloom in two seasons and the people are different." One season sends away the old students, and the other season welcomes the new students. They are facing the same campus, but they take away different moods. I will also talk about the things after graduation, hoping to give the young teenagers some road signs in life...
"The phoenix flower blooms red in two seasons, and the flowers bloom in two seasons and the people are different." One season sends away the old students, and the other season welcomes the new students. They are facing the same campus, but they take away different moods. I will also talk about the things after graduation, hoping to give the young teenagers some road signs in life...

Gray Scarf
Short Fiction灰色的围巾
Writer Xm7nln
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Jing Ke Assassinated Qin
Short Fiction荆轲刺秦
An Autumn Rain
Although Jing Ke failed to assassinate Qin, his name will always echo in the long river of history along with the cold wind of Yishui.
Although Jing Ke failed to assassinate Qin, his name will always echo in the long river of history along with the cold wind of Yishui.

Suitable for the Situation
Short Fiction随境
Suitable For The Situation
A work that writes whatever you dream about
A work that writes whatever you dream about

Read Millions of Books
Short Fiction阅书百万卷
Mr. Zhucui Has Not Returned Yet
One book, one world, read sentences to understand life
One book, one world, read sentences to understand life

Loyal General
Short Fiction忠将
The Contradictor Chasing The Wind
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Grandma's Jasmine
Short Fiction外婆的茉莉花
Writer Xm7nln
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Dingxinglongdongchoking
Short Fiction叮呤隆咚呛
Bird Cheese
The sunset is magnanimous, and there is light in the world Come in and read the random thoughts of an informal poet.
The sunset is magnanimous, and there is light in the world Come in and read the random thoughts of an informal poet.

Chang'e Never Regrets Giving the Elixir
Short Fiction嫦娥不悔送灵药
Writergabfgk
A medicine king of a generation was falsely accused of counterfeit medicine in his previous life, and his whole family was executed. The medicine king's daughter was reborn and returned with the elixir. The scumbag's family was wiped out. Chang'e did not regret giving the elixir, just because she met a good man!
A medicine king of a generation was falsely accused of counterfeit medicine in his previous life, and his whole family was executed. The medicine king's daughter was reborn and returned with the elixir. The scumbag's family was wiped out. Chang'e did not regret giving the elixir, just because she met a good man!

Baihe Avenue
Short Fiction白河大道
Cangniao White Night
Just a few words and trivial thoughts. Don't rely on yourself, just keep it as a memorial.
Just a few words and trivial thoughts. Don't rely on yourself, just keep it as a memorial.

Viral Civilization
Short Fiction病毒文明
Reading The Spring And Autumn Period In A Humble Room
Thousands of years later, the universe woke up and began to clear out human beings... Humanity suddenly encountered many strange cosmic changes in succession. During such changes, Chen Entropy's daughter also mysteriously lost contact... Chen Entropy, the most outstanding astronomer today, was "ordered in a critical situation". With the thought of his daughter, he led the team to investigate the truth, but in the process, they gradually discovered a shocking fact: the universe is actually a conscious life form! When he made the findings public, human society was shocked and fell into a huge controversy... However, humans are facing the fate of being eliminated, and there is not much time left for humans... Facing the cruel reality, where should humans go? How can Chen Entropy lead mankind to gain a chance of survival? I put my best effort into creating a science fiction work, and I hope readers will like it.
Thousands of years later, the universe woke up and began to clear out human beings... Humanity suddenly encountered many strange cosmic changes in succession. During such changes, Chen Entropy's daughter also mysteriously lost contact... Chen Entropy, the most outstanding astronomer today, was "ordered in a critical situation". With the thought of his daughter, he led the team to investigate the truth, but in the process, they gradually discovered a shocking fact: the universe is actually a conscious life form! When he made the findings public, human society was shocked and fell into a huge controversy... However, humans are facing the fate of being eliminated, and there is not much time left for humans... Facing the cruel reality, where should humans go? How can Chen Entropy lead mankind to gain a chance of survival? I put my best effort into creating a science fiction work, and I hope readers will like it.

Shinjuku Night
Short Fiction新宿之夜
Walking On The Clear Stream In The Snow
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Kill the Virgin First at the Start
Short Fiction开局先杀圣母
Xiaowu Who Loves Fantasy
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Sneak 1 Flash
Short Fiction诡视1闪烁
Shanghai Style Poet
Just write something, it's my autobiography. You can call me a psycho, you name it.
Just write something, it's my autobiography. You can call me a psycho, you name it.

Guardian of Flame: the Soldier King's Doting Wife
Short Fiction烈焰守护:兵王的团宠娇妻
Tamagawa W
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Death of Security Guard
Short Fiction保安之死
Zhi Yanyan
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Light Snow Falls
Short Fiction微雪落
Fish Are Afraid
Using the pseudonym Shen Qianqiu, he thought he had escaped from the shadow of the palace, but in the end he could not escape the pursuit of the sword - it was the fangs of imperial power, biting into his identity as a prince and his obsession to hide in the mountains and rivers. In the rain curtain, her appearance was like a beam of clear light. The bitterness of the herbal medicine suppressed the pain, and even cast ripples in his frozen heart. In the morning and dusk in the bamboo house. He hid the prince's secrets, talked about the bustle of the market, and hid his powerlessness against fate. She concealed her identity as a phantom, talked about the prosperity of herbs, and hid her longing for the world of mortals. Two bound souls kept each other warm in silence, secretly in love, but they didn't dare to make a promise - he couldn't control his own destiny, and she couldn't cross the barriers of clan rules. The rain in Linchuan has not stopped, but the medicinal fragrance of the bamboo house still lingers. The locked memories and severed fate hide the unspoken thoughts of the two. And between the struggle for imperial power and the constraints of clan rules, there is this deep concern. What kind of waves will it eventually make in the torrent of destiny?
Using the pseudonym Shen Qianqiu, he thought he had escaped from the shadow of the palace, but in the end he could not escape the pursuit of the sword - it was the fangs of imperial power, biting into his identity as a prince and his obsession to hide in the mountains and rivers. In the rain curtain, her appearance was like a beam of clear light. The bitterness of the herbal medicine suppressed the pain, and even cast ripples in his frozen heart. In the morning and dusk in the bamboo house. He hid the prince's secrets, talked about the bustle of the market, and hid his powerlessness against fate. She concealed her identity as a phantom, talked about the prosperity of herbs, and hid her longing for the world of mortals. Two bound souls kept each other warm in silence, secretly in love, but they didn't dare to make a promise - he couldn't control his own destiny, and she couldn't cross the barriers of clan rules. The rain in Linchuan has not stopped, but the medicinal fragrance of the bamboo house still lingers. The locked memories and severed fate hide the unspoken thoughts of the two. And between the struggle for imperial power and the constraints of clan rules, there is this deep concern. What kind of waves will it eventually make in the torrent of destiny?

The Remaining Warmth of the Astrolabe
Short Fiction星盘余温
I'll Leave It At That
Human thoughts yearn for a connection with the deceased
Human thoughts yearn for a connection with the deceased

Drunken Man
Short Fiction醉郎君
The Contradictor Chasing The Wind
There is a regular customer in Yi Zui Building. His clothes are neat but have a few patches. The waiter in the building calls him Zui Lang Jun.
There is a regular customer in Yi Zui Building. His clothes are neat but have a few patches. The waiter in the building calls him Zui Lang Jun.

Notes on the Falling Rain
Short Fiction雨落小记
Haruno Xiaoqinggan
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Yukiko's Father
Short Fiction雪子的父亲
Dong Mengqi
This article uses the author's perspective to learn about his father's life. In my opinion, my father's life is pitiful and perhaps hateful. The original intention of writing this article was to remember my father. Because my father passed away many years ago, I feel that no one can remember him except the family around him. After decades have passed, dust will return to dust, and perhaps he will disappear completely from this world. Because they have memories, those deceased relatives seem to have never left, but when the memories disappear, the last light and shadow belonging to him in this world will no longer exist. In what form can those ordinary people exist forever? I think the only way is books.
This article uses the author's perspective to learn about his father's life. In my opinion, my father's life is pitiful and perhaps hateful. The original intention of writing this article was to remember my father. Because my father passed away many years ago, I feel that no one can remember him except the family around him. After decades have passed, dust will return to dust, and perhaps he will disappear completely from this world. Because they have memories, those deceased relatives seem to have never left, but when the memories disappear, the last light and shadow belonging to him in this world will no longer exist. In what form can those ordinary people exist forever? I think the only way is books.



