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What are the thoughts of poor students in high school on life in college. Maybe it's good, maybe it's a mess, but you have to accept it.

I am one of all living beings, a dot among the stars in the sky. I have two sides, day and night. During the day, I smile as brightly as you, like him, and everyone else. At night, I wrap my arms around the fragile sentimentality that belongs only to me.

We, from classmates, to friends, to lovers, to friends, may not be friends. He used to love me without any limits, but now he doesn't have me in his heart and thinks about how to make me give up and let him go every day. Maybe it's for the sake of fulfillment, maybe it's true that the relationship has failed, exhausted everything, and hopes to find a way back.

What kind of life is a perfect life in the eyes of others? Yuan Chuxi has been looking for the life she wants, but she found...

A long story about life, mainly narrative, about a child with burdens: Teng Tianzhong

The wind is always everywhere, and it also has its own temperature. Spring has spring temperatures, summer has summer temperatures, autumn has autumn temperatures, and winter has winter temperatures.

This is my personal notebook, which contains some short stories and poems and poems that I have written before and till now, mainly in ancient Chinese. It's a sad tone, I don't know if anyone will like it.

A woman can be coquettish and clingy, or she can walk away proudly without dumping you.

When I was young, like many people, I fantasized about being thirty. I used to use a successful career, financial freedom, and a smooth relationship as the yardstick for thirty. However, after passing through the big dye vat of society, it was rendered into colorful colors, and I gradually forgot my original self. What are you doing in your thirties? Have you found yourself? Have you understood, like me, that confusion is the norm, loneliness is the norm, and dullness is the norm. Avoiding can't solve any problems, and anxiety will only make you lose more?

This book will record every bit of my life in college. I love life more than myself.

This belongs to me, but I also want to share it with you secretly, no, it's blatant!

In the bustling life, everything comes too hastily, only father's love comes from plainness...

Explain some world views in a short space. Different ways, different answers.

A simple job, an extraordinary life, I don't know how long I can persist in that environment. Should I stick to it, or should I leave?

Period, meaning the end Likewise, let go When you are still young, you will always meet someone who is serious and good to you, but people are always like this, they will not cherish you, miss it, and still be reluctant to leave you.

Ah Qing's exclusive feelings and sadness, you deserve it. It's an essay. I jot down whatever comes to mind. Sometimes it's a short story.

This article explains the experiences of various animals becoming sperms (This article is purely fictitious and was written blindly by the author)

Life is nothing but scraps and feathers. I don't want to persuade others to move forward, I just want to write down my own experiences and thoughts. Some may laugh, some may be silent, some may think, and some may forget about it, but this is my real life and perception.

Everyone has different memories of their childhood, but this is just a way to commemorate my childhood.

Through detailed description, the article highlights Lao Niu's sadness, changes in time, Lao Niu's expectations, and the owner's reluctance and helplessness...

The distance from point A to point B is neither short nor long. During this period, I learned to grow, and it also made me understand how to be myself better! Will you be like me, laughing heartlessly on the outside every day and closing your eyes at night, but fighting with your inner self alone? This is where my story begins!

I was ignorant at the age of 19 and grew up at the age of 26. Thank you for making me better in these 7 years!

I was pretentious in my senior year of high school and wrote such childish things. I hope the students who read this won't be like me.

What is youth? I don't understand, but my youth is colorful

I have always liked you, always have, and will never forget, why don't you look back

A person's true identity, from the time he remembers his life to his 30s, belongs to the time when the character was written.

Each short story is the mystery of love. Give you the love of your life. When you put on your wedding dress, will the person who marries you be the one who vowed to marry you in the first place?

Pumpkin is a cat I once had. She has been missing for more than three years, so there is no Pumpkin in my life now. All the stories here are inspired by daily life.

Today I will be a baby born in the future! I will be the next 1001 times! I don't know what kind of environment I will be born into, and I don't know what difficulties I will face! If it were you, what kind of birth method would you choose?

Written in the form of a diary, following what happened to (her) for a month - the mental journey of licking a dog

I can't write a strong and good-looking introduction. Let's look at the specific content. Don't spray if you don't like it

From the experience of junior high school and high school, it is difficult to grow without going through hardships, and it will never be naive without the experience of the world! I want to make myself feel better

It records the story that every woman has to go through... From hope to disappointment to helplessness after marriage... In the end, you still have to stand up strong and live the way you want.

I had a dream, dreaming about my past and present lives, and he... With my vicious curse, I have been lingering at the end of the universe for hundreds of years. I am immortal, immortal, homeless, homeless, and accompanied by unscrupulous people. I thought that this was the only way to get revenge on him, and I would completely forget him. However, I didn't know until a long time later that I realized that I had fallen in love with him a hundred years ago... I fell in love with the man who killed my parents and destroyed my entire family...

About the trivial matters of daily life, the article is based on real stories

I have always wanted to write something, but I have never really written it, and I have never given up.

This book is to record the experiences of several of my roommates, some of my other friends, and our short high school life.

Everyone has their own youth, and my youth was spent with the company of "League of Legends". I am familiar with every hero, and I love every professional League of Legends player. We revel when we win, lament when we fail, and our joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all affected by this game. I want to tell the story of the heroes in the game "League of Legends". They are not only characters under your control, they are also the protagonists in their own background stories; and I firmly believe that everyone is the protagonist, and everyone will be their own hero!

I was in a good mood that day because it was my 20th birthday, but then my good mood completely disappeared... The person I met was too overbearing... What a bastard, a girl killer, and I fell for it without exception. It was obviously to avoid marriage, but in the end, a magical comet hit the earth! The man came over and said mockingly, "Hi, we meet again!" I couldn't help but yelled, "Oh my god! I'm so drunk, my green husband is all green on me." "This is fate, come home with me!" Before he could finish his words, I was hugged by his princess uncontrollably! ! ! Oh my God! My miserable life is beginning... Every day I meet him is like a sprint...

It's just an essay written casually. If you are interested, just read it.

The protagonist of this book is a patient with severe depression and writes about life.

Scorpio, I like writing novels. I am 16 years old and I am a novice.

A fate that ends before it begins There was once a young man named Mu Yi who had traditional ideas, an introverted personality, and was not good at expressing himself. He was 26 years old and entered the brine workshop of a betel nut factory at the beginning of the year. In order to make more money every day, I was improving my speed every day. More than a month passed in a flash. One day, Mu Yiyi returned to the dormitory after work, washed up, and went to bed, probably because he was too tired. He also had a long dream. Mu Yiyi dreamed that as soon as he walked out of the door after eating in the cafeteria, he saw a girl with a very cute smile. She walked out of the cafeteria door and looked at Mu Yiyi. Then Mu Yiyi also looked at the girl with a smile on her face. The two of them looked at each other for nearly a minute. Later, an aunt came over and called the girl, and the girl went to talk to the aunt. Mu Yi looked at the girl and the aunt talking, and Mu Yi slowly walked away. But Mu Yili remembered the girl's cute and cute face with a smile. Wondering when I can see her again! Not long after, God's favor allowed Mu Yi to see the girl again in the workshop. At that time, Mu Yi held the iron chop plate and the brine cup and walked to the place where the brine was being made. He put down the iron chop plate and leaned against his legs. When he was about to make the brine, the brush in the cup turned upside down. Just as he was about to straighten the brush, a voice came from a voice saying, "I'm here to help you." Mu Yi turned around and saw that it was the one with a very cute smile.

Different environments, experiences, and lifestyles have made you and me different

Everyone thinks that they will have an extraordinary life, rolling around in the mortal world. Later, we will be as ordinary as the trees on the roadside, but we have planted many roots and left many stories. Thinking about how we first came to the world, everyone deserves to be forgiven. Looking back, those moments that made people feel angry, aggrieved, puzzled, and dumbfounded have all dissipated over the years. Only remember once Someone cooks porridge and vegetables for you Someone folds your clothes to dry the quilt for you Someone sweeps and dusts you Someone coaxes you all night long Everything can be forgotten, only a grateful heart remains.

First of all, some of the author's own experiences are quite painful, and I hope to share them with everyone. Secondly, the author is a newcomer, and his writing style must be immature. I hope everyone can forgive me! There is no such thing as writing for everyone in life but also for yourself...

A person who wants to become the god of zombies, but doesn't have the potion to evolve.

Wherever there are Chinese people, you can hear "I grew up watching [Story Club]", which is a veritable national magazine

Use words to record life and use words to leave memories. I want to leave stories for children and use written words to heal the soul.