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A short story about a lonely old man who stayed in the countryside and a few naughty children who grew up and became dependent on each other.

Ordinary people, simple lives, bits and pieces of thinking, and a leisurely life.

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This work is the editor's description of a wonderful life. Although I don't have much experience, I have experienced wind and rain, looked at the rainbow, tasted the five flavors of life, and seen the warmth and coldness of the world. Now I will lead you into a wonderful life!

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Fan Juli's life has been full of adventures, and every story is the climax of his life's adventure.

Colorful clouds are easy to scatter and glass is broken. It is ordinary to say that it is ordinary.

This book tells the story of an ancient city called Ange. Ange is a paradise that young people yearn for. The protagonist (Lu Benyi) is one of them. He came here to find a girlfriend, but reality woke him up hard. His girlfriend abandoned him. He originally wanted to leave disappointed, but he found that he had fallen in love with another girl unknowingly. From then on, he had hope to stay and continue to struggle in Ange with his new friends. It also finally allowed him to get a reliable career in Ange.

Perhaps many people only see successful and outstanding entrepreneurs such as Li Ka-shing, Huang Guangyu, Ma Huateng, etc., But Chaoshan people have also experienced generations of hard work, courage, and success to create today's situation.

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A person can escape from all the devils in the world, except the cowardly self

Everyone has a dream, but not everyone with a dream is a dream seeker. Li Zicheng, a true dreamer, a dreamer who created the myth of state-owned enterprises.

I met a girl in the summer and fell in love at first sight! Then they got together again for no reason.

This girl is very squeamish. She likes to eat seafood, but she can't smell the fishy smell. She must peel the shells before eating them. She doesn't like ginger or vegetables. She is very squeamish. I have never done anything bad in my life, but I have to go through hardships. I was supposed to be alone in this life, a person who was supposed to live a life with bricks and tiles, but I met these people. People always have to look up to something in this life. They always have to look at the sun and enjoy the moon to make this life worthwhile. So, go ahead and live your life, so that when you grow old, the corners of your mouth will still turn up when you think about it.

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During the poor years, we never gave up. In days when belts are tightened, humanity shines through. Because we have a straight backbone.

A phone call from a friend I hadn't seen for many years told me that I would never see him again. Should those youth like falling rain fall and disappear? When a person truly dies, he does not stop breathing, but loses the bonds with other people, the memories bought with time... With a heavy heart, I decided to write this novel. I picked up my friend's legacy, used his life as a template, and used a magnifying glass to observe what he had experienced and the people he had faced. My friend only gave the following opinions on this work: "Keywords: human beings, white moonlight, dawn."

I used to think that only very famous people could write biographies, but later I learned that everyone can write biographies. This article started ten years ago. During this period, I wrote it intermittently due to various reasons. The reason why I decided to post it today is because the more I experience it, the more I miss it. This is a documentary novel that records the growth experience of a post-80s generation in rural China. Not amazing but full of ups and downs, dropping out of school twice, five years in junior high school, six years in high school, and the employment experience of living in most of China, the people I met, the things that happened, the emotions I remember or forget... To the times, it is dust, but to me, it is the whole world I built.

Youth may not necessarily be remembered with love

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It's another rainy day, the raindrops are falling outside the window, and I think of the time with you again, where are you?

Look up at the blue sky, the light clouds above, the sinking sun, and the connected poles. Yes, 5 years ago and now, time feels so fast. The boy in the car, what will the future be like...

The story of a group of people living in a small coastal town. They are with you, they are you. Right. Young people don't know what it's like to be sad. Of course young people don't know what it's like to be sad. There is a turbulent sea and a violent sun in their hearts.

Here, every second is a possibility of death, and every second is a brush with death. Here, high speed has become synonymous with death. And time is also the key to saving lives! To save lives, higher speeds are necessary!

A love that is hard to come by, and the longed-for future will eventually be shattered by the cruel reality. Trying to persist is probably the most helpless choice. The rays of light were like a sharp sword, separating the two heads that wanted to get closer. In this world, heaven and hell are not far away! The cuckoo cries blood, it is better to go back.

I wish I could meet you when I was 17 years old... Fortunately, I didn't meet you when I was 17. A child who grew up in someone else's family and became a worm in a teacher's mouth. The table at the corner of the last row in the classroom. The boy who failed three times in the college entrance examination and his immature growth.

It was just wishful thinking from beginning to end. I wanted to say goodbye to this world.

This work is adapted from my real-life story. I hope it can arouse readers' memories of first love. This is my first time writing, so I hope you can give me some advice.

The night after the high school entrance examination ended, Shen Zhe woke up and found that he had returned to the time when he reported on elementary school, and found that instead of losing his original memories, he had some vague fragments of the future in his mind. He gradually discovered that this was not an accidental time travel, but a planned conspiracy. He saw her again, but this time he would not let history repeat itself.

He is a despised poor student. Except for his family, no one treats him, just to make his future full of hope. Everyone said that he was worthless and would definitely not be able to get into high school, but his unwavering faith and recognition of himself pushed him to step out of the shadow of life step by step. Let him know that life is full of hope.

No brainers, just be happy! Count the money and feel proud...

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The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. I will use expectations as a rod, youth as ink, and write: Your legend!

If you don't want to get married, just jump out. If you don't like the second generation of rich people, then train the first generation of rich people yourself. It's not a misunderstanding or wishful thinking, Take a different path from the college entrance examination, Is it a monopoly on knowledge or the crystallization of wisdom? Is it reviled by thousands of people or is it adapting to the times? You have the final say.

How to make fishing a simple and fun outdoor activity.

This book was created to be funny, and it only speaks for the sake of being funny. Remember this is not a legend, nor is it a golden legend, this is a funny book.

Guo Xiaohu, the genius doctor of the Fulu Taoist Sect, came down the mountain. The villagers cried with excitement, but the dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital cried sadly. "Guo Xiaohu, my grandpa just caught a cold. Not only did you defraud him of Tang Bohu's paintings and rosewood chairs, but you even didn't spare the window frames and floors of our house." "Shit, your grandpa also promised to let you stay with me for three days to check up on your health." Guo Xiaohu said with a smile as he looked at the beauty who looked like a big star and had a figure like a model.

A construction foreman who traveled from the south to the north, and a group of migrant brothers, left their hometown for a long time in order to make a living, endured the torment of missing home, and built a beautiful city through sweat and tears. Behind the beautiful city, the builders performed a sad and sad journey that is rarely known.

No secret in the world can be hidden from the shadow, but the shadow cannot speak, so everyone likes to tell the secret to the shadow...

Liu Yu, who was forced by a wealthy young man to almost go home to farm because of his words of "let go of that girl", after an unexpected encounter, has been counterattacking all the way, making wealth one after another, embarking on a counterattack path that is "even fishermen are crazy".

Understand life with a literary mind and record life with words. Because "Ming Zhen Essay" has not been unblocked, it is being republished.

True story Please be considerate of the immature writing style. Due to practical reasons, I wrote it on my mobile phone. There are some typos and so on. I hope you can understand them. Don't worry, I will correct them.

It's not a cool article if you don't expect to make money.

Reborn in 1994, Jiang Hao just wants to say: youth is mine, first love is mine, money is mine, everything is mine

Life is very ordinary, but also very interesting. Every day, something happens because of people. They are passers-by in your life, and you are also a passer-by in their lives. You don't remember me, but I want to remember you. Not for anything else, just for the beauty that is about to pass away.

All in the wine, except you, gradually dissipated in the chess game. Whoever moves the chess piece moves his heart; I rush forward bravely, but you cannot get out of the palace; May you never forget the golden setting sun shrouded in gray mist on Qipan Mountain; Flying birds, singing cicadas, soldiers moving horses and artillery, chariots and soldiers and elephants; You only gave up wine, but I gave up everything; You take the red bridge, I cross the path of flowers and trees; One day, I will stagger and be unable to see; You are always far away, and I am buried in my hometown.

This book takes Qinjia Village, Sancha Town, at the junction of Shaanxi and Gansu, as a microcosm, and takes the love story of Qin Jianxiao and Li Guiying as the main line. By telling the grievances and disputes between the Qin and Li families, it shows the historical changes from the 1990s to the present.

○Old cliché: rivals must become lovers ○How many pairs does cp have? ○Some chapters are a bit cruel

The world is so big, how can we call it home? All the good things in the world are not as good as home. The family is happy and happy, which warms the hearts of the family and makes the world envious. A home is called home when there are people worth missing. My work "Looking for Sweetness in Bitterness" is now on the shelves. Friends who like it can come and take a look!