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On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. The wheel of history rolls forward, submerging so many past events in the long river of time! Aixinjueluo - this once arrogant Manchu royal family in the eastern land, the glory that had been prominent for 276 years finally disappeared with the changes of history. However, where will the lives of the 140,000 royal family descendants go after the sudden turmoil? Standing at the top of power, what kind of wind, snow, and frost have the members of the smash-hit royal family experienced in nearly a century of hardships, and have they changed their minds and regained a new life on the arduous road of life? This book will bring you the most authentic and broad vision of the descendants of the royal family, restore the truth of China's century-old history, peek into the changes in modern history, and explore the little-known royal secrets...

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The true emotional diary of a 22-year-old girl, recording self-stretching and growth in confusion, loneliness, and self-healing. The thoughts that no one understands and the unspeakable grievances are all hidden between the lines. Slowly make peace with yourself and slowly learn to love yourself

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Hotels represent all aspects of life, as well as glimpses of leisure time. To be honest, here is the opening line of the Hong Kong bubble drama as usual: This story is purely fictitious, and any similarities are purely coincidental... Time can easily throw people away. On the first month of the Bingwu year, it is another new year. I wish you and I both are dark horses.

"Father's Furrows, My Starlight" is a collection of emotional poems and essays rooted in real life. It takes the author's personal experience as the core of the narrative, and uses the delicate brushstrokes of prose and the gentle artistic conception of poetry to connect the hot and true moments in life. The book focuses on the four emotional dimensions of love, family affection, brother-sister affection and teacher-student affection, turning everyday moments into moving chapters. In the family relationship, the traces of time are carved in the ridges cultivated by the father with his plow. The furrows not only nourish the crops, but also become the starlight that illuminates the author's progress; the mother's sewing under the lamp late at night, and the shuttle of needlework are full of worries that cannot be hidden. The love between brother and sister is hidden in the playfulness in the fields in childhood and the support in adulthood, which is pure and tenacious; love is the mutual support of each other through daily necessities, and the silent embrace of reunion after a long separation; the love between teachers and students is the patient teaching in the classroom and guidance in times of confusion, which is warm and powerful. The author uses simple and unpretentious words to capture the subtle tenderness in the world of fireworks - the home-cooked food on the dinner table, the helping hand in difficulties, the tolerance accumulated over time, and boils the true feelings in ordinary days into warm soup. The lines are full of the heat and affection of life, allowing readers to relive their own emotional memories in the pages and feel the most authentic warmth and strength between people.

This is a literary jigsaw-style novel with the land of Qilu as the stage and a cycle of sixty years as a cycle. It tells the story of the fate of ancient and modern figures in Shandong's cultural history. The time span is from ancient times to the present. It uses Shandong's five thousand years of history as the background and creates the images of 80 small figures from the folk. A feather floated out from in front of Shaohao's Mausoleum and traveled through five thousand years, witnessing the joys and sorrows of countless people. Zhang and Zhang formed an implicit link through the geographical texture of blood (villages, streets, cities) and physical ties (stone tablets, genealogy, utensils, tokens), like pearls scattered everywhere, but when worn, they are a complete civilization necklace. : In ancient times, Xigu, a girl from Dongyi, saved hundreds of birds and covered their bodies with feathers. A feather floated to the mausoleum and was picked up by a young kite. This feather was given to the kite and told to pass it on from generation to generation. At the end of the Shang Dynasty, Huaisheng, who was guarding Chi You's tomb, protected the tree with his life and fled to Lu. At the beginning of the Western Zhou Dynasty, Lishan peasant woman Jiang Yuan obtained exotic millet seeds and harvested ten times the amount per acre. She died of starvation and the millet seeds spread to the ground, followed by feathers. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this feather passed through the hands of Guan Zhong, Bao Shuya, Confucius, Lu Ban, Mozi, and Sun Bin, witnessing the glory of a hundred schools of thought contending. During the Qin and Han Dynasties, it was accompanied by Tian Hengsha, Xu Fuchuan, Fusheng Qiang, Dongfang Shuotaohe, Shi Biguan Seal, and Zheng Xuan's straw sandals, experiencing the pain of unification; in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, it was included in Wang Dao's chess pieces, the bottom of Yang Hu stele, and Liu Xie's lamp. During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was circulated with Fang Xuanling's vinegar altar, Qin Qiong's door god, Li Bai's broken cup, Liu Yi's dragon scale, Du Fu's pot iron, and Wu Daozi's writing. During the Song, Jin and Yuan Dynasties, they were preserved with Fan Zhongyan's shepherd's purse seeds, Su Shi's rice-planting horse, Mi Fu's rubbings, Li Qingzhao's broken leaves, Xin Qiji's sword rust, Wang Chongyang's straw sandals, Qiu Chuji's ice beads, Yue Fei's spear head, Zhang Yanghao's broken paper...

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We must use our knowledge to forge a sword for this mountain and river.

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The birth of the demon king Xuan Ling broke the peaceful life. She was supposed to be a pretty lady from a scholarly family, but she never wanted to break the rules here. The grandparents broke down and shouted: "Monster! Our Dong family has been a scholar for generations, why did we have such a bastard girl?"

This is a book written for my daughter, because I was already thirty when we met, and I don't know if I can wait until the day she matures, until the day she understands the principles of life, but whether I am in heaven or on the ground, I will still love her. This book is a book I wrote for my three-year-old daughter. Of course, it is not something that a three-year-old can understand. I hope that when she matures, she can feel her father's good intentions. At the same time, it is also written to parents and people who are about to become parents all over the world. I hope that the children cultivated by each of our families will be useful people to society.

From having extravagant hopes and caring to being filled with despair, I seemed to be unable to integrate into that home no matter how hard I tried. It was as if I was a guest staying in this home, and my return home seemed to be anywhere.

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Su Miaohe, a former top 3D modeler, suddenly suffered an eye disease, bid farewell to the neon high-rise buildings, and returned to his hometown to inherit the dilapidated old house. Unexpectedly, a mysterious pastoral system descended from the sky! Open spiritual springs, improve abandoned fields, and plant magical seeds to create treasures everywhere. Technological planting makes it easy to handle modern agriculture, and a dilapidated courtyard can be transformed into a fairyland on earth in seconds! Opening a B&B has become a hit all over the internet. The stories of the weird guests are hilarious and exciting. It's so exciting to count the money until the day when your hands are weak! Wait, that long-term tenant who refuses to leave dares to call "girlfriend" on the live broadcast camera? ! Su Miaohe refuted rumors online: I just want to make money to farm! What does it mean when bosses, experts, and village officials line up to chase after you? System: I only asked you to farm, not a boy band chasing wives! Villain: Don't forget me! I will come back to you...

There is a group of people who have no academic qualifications and no fixed jobs. They go to the labor market every day and wait for work. They make a living by selling their physical strength. Their wages are uncertain. They are not sure what kind of work they will do. They are also not sure whether they will work or not. They are commonly known as "Shui Mao" and their scientific name is Shui Mo. Among these people, there are also humorous ones who made up a jingle: "Shui Mao is the grandson. When he squats in the market, Shui Mao is the master. He gets married every day." Lin Dong is one of these people, but he is indeed different. First, he is the youngest among these people, strong, able to endure hardships, and earns a lot of money. Second, he is the most educated, having not graduated from college. Third, it is also the most special thing about him. He has special abilities and can do some jobs that others cannot do...

It's not easy to work part-time, and enduring for a while is not a sign of cowardice, it's a matter of life. The female worker worked diligently and made no mistakes or caused any trouble. However, the monitor made things difficult for no reason and even beat her in public. No one expected that the squad leader's girlfriend, who stepped forward to start a fight, would be pushed to the ground and beaten by him. Surveillance cameras captured the whole process, and the whole factory was in an uproar. The factory director shielded him and gave him a lenient treatment, which chilled the hearts of all the workers. Losing control of his emotions once, ruining his love, losing his job, and leaving everyone behind. The greatest sorrow of adults is that their temper is greater than their abilities, and their impulses ruin their lives.

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The story of two generations of the same family who were left behind by different eras, how they fished each other out of the quagmire of life, and finally fished themselves and Tianguang out.

Another day of laughter and laughter

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Every day she would draw the same twisted little man on the bluestone with charcoal by the old well at the entrance of the village, and then wash her hands constantly. At first people thought it was the graffiti of a madman, but it was not until the police dug up from the bottom of the well that they discovered the skeleton with the same posture as in the painting. Her "herbiphobia" stems from the "dirty" feeling that can never be washed away after witnessing the dumping of corpses.

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Integrate your own memories into your creations, and let the experiences of this life become the words you write and last forever. The story has no logical connection. You can use it as a reading to pass the time when you are bored. The names appearing in the article are all pseudonyms.

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If you could trade your five years of life for the ability to go back in time and change things, would you be willing to do so? The heroine Ning She broke up with her boyfriend one day and suddenly gained the ability to go back to any place where things happened before by pressing the back button on her phone. So Ning She spent 15 years of her life and had three opportunities to get an ending that she gave up on.

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Don't forget the teacher's kindness.

Are all our dreams true? Is life a dream? Are expectations as unreal as fiction? Life is so real that it is almost false. When I am lost between reality and dreams, I just want to use my familiar way to construct perfection - even if it is just a fiction, but can I catch it? It was only when I could no longer continue writing (novel) that I realized: We are all trapped under Wuzhi Mountain, and the arrival of "Tang Monk" is actually just another tightening curse... May we all live like seven-year-old children.

There are many types of breakups, not all of which reveal reluctance. Some breakups are relief after breaking up.

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15 years in the workplace

I once thought that there would always be an umbrella on the road of life to protect me from wind and rain and catch my fatigue. Later I realized that some roads can only be walked alone; some are tired and can only be carried by oneself. Those tossing and turning in the middle of the night, those grievances that no one cares about, those moments when no one understands when you try your best, They all tell me: When I feel tired, no one will ever hold an umbrella. I wrote this book about my loneliness, regret, struggle and self-healing over the years. Not to please anyone, not to be recognized by anyone, just to write to myself who has been alone in the wind and rain for a long, long time. I hope that everyone who has endured hardship alone can find a little solace between the lines and reconcile with himself.

Young man, what are you confused about? What do you want What do you think life is like?

My son will go to high school in September. At the age of fourteen, he is full of youth. He, a mother in her forties, has been on the road of self-growth for many years, but she still has to face the trivialities and thrills every day because she needs to point the finger pointing outward at herself. Working hard in life, being touched in life, experiencing in life, growing up with my son, these are the every bits and pieces of life that I want to record in this book. Thank you to my son, he is truly my angel and will always be my angel!

Look at life quietly, slowly look back, and look at the wind and frost of more than seventy years. Year after year, we experience countless sorrows, hardships, life and death on the journey of life. Life is like a play, and I am the director who controls my own destiny in the play. Since I came into this world as an orphan, disability and suffering have always been with me. Being only one meter tall, he indeed carries a heavy burden on the road of life and has endured only a handful of hardships. Growing up in a broken environment, I cultivated a strong heart and determined to walk my own path in life. After experiencing the suffering of living in the open air, the country assigned me a job. A grateful attitude ignites in my heart, I want to repay the kindness of the country and society, and devote myself to my career. Years go by, cold comes and summer comes, I have no fragrance of flowers, no height of trees, I am just a grass that no one knows. I am grateful to God for opening a door of love for me and allowing me to have a family. In the family environment for more than 40 years, I have experienced countless ups and downs in my life. I have worked hard and sweated hard in my life before I came out of the suffering. Now I have contentment, happiness, and gratitude, which can soothe my desires and enable me to see the remaining light and warmth in my life. This is a systematic life autobiography. Different stages have different moods, different feelings, and different mentality. Record the thrilling mental journey. My own experiences, my own feelings, written by myself, this is a true life story.

Life is not a novel and reunions never happen unless they are intentional.

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After graduating from college, the career experience of an introverted and sensitive little girl with low self-esteem

All adapted from the personal experiences of the author's friends Zhong Yan, a mute patient, grew up in a rural area. His original wish was to become a surgeon and treat patients with a scalpel. Due to various factors in his family and the countryside, he began to become extreme, extremely advocating order and efficiency, and wanted to be the sharpest scalpel to cut off this "cyst"... The author is writing for the first time, so if you have any comments or questions, you can ask them directly. Some things will be added later, I still need to slowly recall the past.

Xiao Xiao wakes up and becomes a billionaire? Gu Yu's father is sick? After meeting Gu Yu, the love story between the two begins, with setbacks along the way.

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There is a cemetery in everyone's heart, where the snow is white and bright, and a cold moon hangs high in the sky, illuminating the many stone tablets eroded by moss and soil, every stroke and every word. Carved with his or her or its appearance, every edge and angle, every joy and sorrow, every appearance that no longer belongs to the present, his or her life, and the way they came. Perhaps the long river of time has diluted it day by day, leaving only a faint impression, only the shallow knife marks on the tombstone, and only the old people clinging to the cemetery. We are walking around in this world, and perhaps we have all hated, regretted, and been obsessed with this world of wine and meat at one time or another. The many things we hate have become the bitter fruits buried in our hearts. Those people who met in a hurry, fell in love with each other in a hurry, parted in a hurry, those things, the streets, the benches under the dim street lights, the hills under the cold moonlight, the bus stops with people coming and going, and there was also a desk that had long been old and decayed. How to prove the joys and sorrows we once had, and how to recall those who came and disappeared. I would like to use this grudge to prevent us from entangled and repeating the same mistakes. Let us rest in peace with this book.

After seeing all the prosperity in the world, this world is all joyful and lovely~ This novel is more like a life essay, writing about a girl's experiences and experiences growing up. If you pursue freedom and spontaneity as your goal, why not slow down in this non-stop world, sit in a cafe, and have an encounter with the sparkling Yunlong Lake and the sunset!