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Hello babies, this is some copywriting that I collected and wrote based on my thoughts. It is positive and happy. Submissions are welcome.

My daily routine of complaining about being a useless person in my thirties. Ordinary complaints, ordinary daily life, please look forward to it.

A small story, it may move you, but please don't have your hopes up, because not all stories have a happy ending.

I met that boy for a year, and it was all my own fault.

I have a lot of dreams, impossible dreams, dreams are always good and not always good.

First love was beautiful, but also short-lived, so much so that I miss it to this day. Don't dare forget.

Any similarity in some views on parent-child communication is purely coincidental. Try to comfort yourself, we are luckier than other children in the world who have no parents.

Mom, why did you leave us? Your father's house is too far away from where your mother works.

Whenever I think of the stars, I always remember human life and reincarnation, or nothingness

Anyway, it's just some important memories that I don't want to forget, so just write them down.

This is my dream and lifestyle. I have never said these words to anyone. Being able to speak out my thoughts...

Internet fate, meeting each other online, developing feelings, and finally leaving through the screen. It may seem like a very ordinary online love, but it means something special to me.

Record the insights of life and appreciate the preciousness of life. Time that cannot be saved, years that pass by in a hurry.

Hello everyone, let's call me Guanzi for now. These stories are short stories about real people around me that record life. Just think of it as a casual little diary.

Campus love! Hope to make it to the end! You also have your own rights in front of the screen. You don't need to keep your parents' words in your mouth.

Record the insights in life and record every bit of life.

A book of different stories from many girls

Everyone has a home, it can be a small home, a big home, or not a home at all. This is a story about my life from childhood to adulthood.

A boy wanted to appear in my life like a light, but before I could touch my light, he got off halfway, and the light in my life gradually turned into darkness.

A star also meets its sun. Someone said that meeting the right person at the right time is a kind of happiness, and I have been looking forward to that "Mr. Almost" who is just for me.

I have a story about my secret crush on a boy. I like her very much!

This article is adapted from real events around me and is suppressed throughout. I hope friends who read this article can take this as a warning.

Random thoughts and feelings, children are not shallow at heart. In the society of little people, who restrains whom...

Life stories are not thrilling, they are just ordinary, mundane things. Is there no reason to complain?

Purely make up fairy tales and enjoy your addiction to Andersen's fairy tales. Take it before going to bed for better results.

The story of TNT and two girls is purely based on my imagination

Record the little things that happen around you, mainly the daily life of junior high school students

No matter which city you live in and what career you are working in, I know your hardships and hardships. I also know that the world is particularly unfair to you, such as the departure of your lover, leaving your hometown, and being helpless. I hope you will pick up my book when you are lonely, and I will accompany you...

Dream, is it real? How should I face all that absurdity. Ignore it? But somewhere down the line, what is controlling all of this? I really want to find that person Which person? I don't know either......

"Do you still love me?" "An An, if you no longer dream about me, it means that I no longer love you. " "Well, I understand. Then I will keep waiting until I dream of you again." "I knew you would definitely come back. Your coming back also means my departure. I don't regret it. I love you."

What do you do when you face someone who is arrogant and unreasonable? Tolerance = taking advantage of the situation, rebuttal = being violent

The definition of "I" is just some imagination, unscrupulous and unrealistic, just to please myself. The characters that appear on the paper should be like the paper and ink itself. There is no need to dig into the details. Be loyal to the absolute romance without origin and end.

This article is dedicated to grandma, beautiful childhood, thank you for her company.

As a person who is not very good at writing, I hope you like my work!

I would like to record my college life, that time that passed by in the blink of an eye.

Time is getting less and less, the pace is getting faster and faster, sometimes I don't know what is supporting me to move forward...

About the present, my reflections on the past time, my thoughts on the present and the future

This is too boring. In a boring world, no one can talk to me, so I can only cast a wide net. Hey, is there someone there?

In the vast sea of ​​​​people, girls who are inconvenient to go out at home meet boys with similar interests on the Internet, and a romantic encounter...

This is the confession of a freshman girl in high school. I was unhappy every day, and I didn't even know why. Sometimes I feel confused, thinking about what I am not satisfied with, and trying hard to forget my unhappiness, but in vain...

Me, or you, or him, or her, or even it... Every life has a story, whether it is wonderful or dull. It does not need to be heavy and colorful. Those stories are definitely full of beautiful colors and are worth listening to!

As a student, I always have the urge to write casually.

--Dedicated to our partners in Guangdong and Guangdong. Good morning, there is also your laughter today.

The shortest novel in history, refresh your understanding of short stories! Don't spray if you don't like it!

In high school, when we are young, we will change ourselves for one person, one thing, or a word. Maybe the ending is not the best, but please remember that the memory is the best.

There is a civet cat at home, which sleeps every day. Use my poor writing style to record its growth. I love you, Piggy.

My home is in a small mountain village in Guangdong, where there are green trees and red flowers, surrounded by mountains. There are my favorite relatives and friends, and they are also known to others.

Thank you everyone for liking my article, thank you. I am Xia Chuan

Illogical essays written by boring people Some weird little poems Record the mood of life

This is a story about an ordinary child who encounters various things and continues to grow. (Because it has a little to do with life, I hope you can give me some suggestions on some things)