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This is my little gift to my 18-year-old self

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I will turn 23 in one month, and time flies by so fast. It feels like a long time has passed in an instant. Some memories have completely disappeared, but some memories bring tears to my eyes. How hard do you have to work to satisfy yourself? How hard do you have to work hard to be worthy of the ups and downs along the way! We are so lucky in this life! I always tell myself that I hope that one day I won't worry about money, and I won't have to work hard for my own life; I can deal with anyone or anything in a calm way and solve it quickly (I hope I can lie down at the age of 30, go back to my hometown, build a small courtyard, and live a paradise life) You are content with living a life like the source) But it all seems like a dream. Real life is indeed difficult. You want to change but you are still stuck in the same place. You feel that you have walked a lot and made some money, but the reality is ruthless and brings you back to the starting point. It's really ridiculous, it's really heartless. In ordinary people's lives, if you want to change, you have to go through trial and error over and over again to prove yourself. (I don't envy other people's ease, nor do I envy other people's lives. I only hope that ordinary and ordinary people like me can find their own value and live their own lives well. Even if life is unsatisfactory, don't give up on your own life easily!) I am envious, but it is also inspiring me at this moment...

Record the warmth and insights in Xiao Chengzi's life

She is a patient with depression and he is his primary care physician. She was tortured by depression, and he saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. I think love is like this Once you fall in love with the other person No matter what the other person looks like It's all about your love

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It's not all a nightmare, it's also a joy. Xianshu's essays are like people he has seen in a dream.

Volume 1 Dreams and Fantasy Volume 2 Xiao Qiuran Su Xingzhou Time Travel Martial Arts II In modern times, Su traveled through time and became the villain Su Xingzhou, who always opposed the protagonist. He has unparalleled martial arts and top-notch light kung fu. He said that no one dares to be the second best. His peak combat power is about 46% higher than that of the male protagonist. Volume 3: Miracle Doctor Fang Qinglian Jiang Cheng Jiang Buli Fang Qinglian was originally a miraculous doctor with a soft heart. She became a fallen demonic Bodhisattva after seeing her friend kill her most respected senior brother. She set up a game with "Lin Zisheng" as the chess piece and "Xuelian" as bait, and put Jin Buli to death again and again.

It started with the cry of a newborn in 1991 and lasted for more than thirty years. This is a tender chronicle belonging to a family of three living under one roof. It contains the smoke and smoke of the compound on Jianquan Street in Urumqi, the journey of our ancestors, and the joyful songs of family reunions and the sorrow of growing old. From ignorant children to independent adults, home is the eternal harbor, blood is the unchanging fetters, every word is filled with the weight of love and growth, and it is the concern that brothers and sisters move forward hand in hand.

Before Jiang Xiaoyi met Jiang Xiaoyi in person, Jiang Miao often thought about how cute and cute the owner of this name was, and that he must become best friends with "her". Unexpectedly, half of this idea was realized, and becoming "best friends" was just a couple version. "Ha~ you are Jiang Xiaoyi" "Why is Wanla Wanla a boy and looks so cold? How have we gotten along with him in the past three years?" Jiang Miao's first reaction after seeing him. But who knows what happened next! If you want to know, just click in and see if it's good. Hehehe, everyone is welcome to join Tiantian's daily life!

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My life is like a long rope, with no end in sight. The starting point is connected to the birth of a baby, and I am confused; the end point is connected to anxiety, chasing after the mirror. After going through countless knots, this rope always thinks, will my existence be meaningful? The rope touches the knots on its body, feeling a little sad. It also fantasizes that without these knots, it can be longer and longer, and maybe it can do things it cannot do, such as tying larger pieces of goods, and seeing more things that it can tie. It has forgotten what kind of rope it is, its own happiness and gains, and only cares about the knots on its body. Finally one day, it remembered. It was very simple. These knots were just to make it remember. Remember that it might just be a rope used to remember things. Only if the rope is willing to be itself can it reach the real end. Lu: Here, I analyze myself, beat my heart to pieces, then pick it up and put it in the sun.

Nature in nature

Life essays, recording your young self

Random, essay

Organize and record dreams

If you have just graduated or just entered the society, you have no money and no connections, how can you make good use of your credit assets, use your credit to improve your quality of life, or save your living expenses.

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It mainly records my two years of living in the countryside.

We are all trying to live.

In the form of short articles, it tells about life philosophy, self-improvement, etc... Type of theme content.

Just life essays, recording thoughts and moods

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On July 9, 2020, we met a certain mobile game. In this so-called healing system, I seem to be getting more and more...

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Some snippets of essays.

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A dream, an emptiness

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When the wind in the corridor sweeps past the corners of clothes wrapped in chalk dust, it always blows youth into a diary full of wrinkles. There is the sourness hidden in the corner of the playground after failing in the exam, and the astringency that cannot be melted away by even half a candy handed to me by friends; there is the sweetness of sharing headphones with my best friend on a bicycle, and the bubbles of soda are floating in the wind; there is also the bitterness of breaking my knee at a sports meeting, but it is warmed into a medal by the support of everyone. There is also the secret love hidden in the notebook, the name that was secretly traced over and over again, the hurriedly averted gaze when we met in the corridor, and the "goodbye" that I didn't dare to write in the graduation book. The good, the bad, the unspoken, and the regretful endings are all like the chirping of cicadas in midsummer, noisy but fleeting. But it is these ups and downs that are kneaded together to form the youth that belongs to us - it is not perfect, but it is vivid enough; it will come to an end, but it will always remain hot in the memory, becoming an old time that every time I think of it in the future, I can smile and sigh, "It's so good." Later, the evening breeze gradually cooled down, causing the corners of the letter paper to curl up slightly, and I discovered that there were some thoughts about youth, just like this unfinished letter in the summer evening breeze. There is no need to pursue a perfect ending, because those moments related to you have long been quietly engraved into memories with the summer evening breeze, more clearly than any words.

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I hope my hope has hope I believe that happiness will come to me one day\u003E? O?

Every time I dream, everything in the dream is so real and yet so fantastic. In the dream, sometimes I am immersed in the scene as a participant, and sometimes I am a bystander. I used to tell my dreams to people around me, and they all said that I made them up myself, and that the dreams were just like novels. Gradually, I stopped telling others, and started to recall the plot of my dreams when I was alone. In the process of reminiscing, a person will laugh stupidly. For a while, I didn't want to wake up from my dream, because there were no worries in the dream, only beautiful scenery: under the pink sky, a gray railway track divided the green lake into two, and a white carriage shuttled between the blue mountains. It's so beautiful that I can't even sleep. Some people say that I should see a psychiatrist, otherwise they are afraid that I will go crazy. Some people also say that I should reduce stress. Some people also say that I am out of my mind... Most of my dreams involve getting up, washing my face, and then forgetting about them. Sometimes I don't even remember a fragment of the story. Sometimes, within a few minutes of waking up, I can still remember the story that happened in my dream. So, I wanted to write down the dreams I could remember.

Unfortunately, my only resistance to pain is silence

Needless to say, the showman calls himself

This is a story about me and some of my netizens I will start it by "narrating" the stories of netizens and mine. It is a bit of a boring novel, but occasionally there will be some funny content. (Some of the writing in the article is not up to par, so it comes from Baidu)

What is youth...

Waiting for you with roses in hand

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I would like to use this book to record my thoughts and feelings for the rest of my life.