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A small essay, writing a story from the perspective of a passerby. This is a dream I had. I will write it down and share it. This is your first time writing an article, so don't comment.

In these decades, we have had too many regrets and we have lost too many choices on the road of life.

Appreciating the rain comes from my thoughts. Life is short, and it is not always smooth sailing. You have to learn to face it. The sun always comes after the storm, and only after the storm can you see the rainbow.

Everyone meets all kinds of people, and everyone's life is an interesting book. I want to write it down.

The daily life of five hermit crabs, such as basking in the sun, digging holes, and escaping. . .

Yang Feng is a 2017 freshman from a key high school in a poor county in Yingzhou Province. This article tells the story of his military training period

Who does not look forward to the beauty of marriage, who does not want the beauty of marriage, who does not protect the beauty of marriage, and who is willing to lose this beauty...

Another flower blooming. Opposite the abandoned factory, there are people coming to see the flowers.

"Republic of China" is placed after the announcement of this book. Be sure to find the announcement in Chapter 165. "The connotation of risking one's life is the best interpretation of obscurity." These are quotations from this essay, mostly written at night. I seem to be always crossing the zero point. Expanding in imagination, belonging to the troubled area, everything is still there. Collection of EssaysSelected Poems

Record the letters and short sentences about love, friendship and family that I wrote to myself or others or others wrote to me when I was growing up. I don't write stories, I just compile my stories for you. I hope you can feel the pain of youth and know that you are not alone. There are many people like you who are experiencing pain and misunderstanding joy.

Fictional stories I heard when I was a kid........................

(Written by real life) In a middle school, a group of Xiu'er and Doubi get together by fate. What kind of fire (bao) and flower (xiao) will happen?

I often walk on the beach without getting my shoes wet. The so-called red is closer to vermilion, and black is closer to ink. (The story will be a little confusing again, blame my poor memory)

Speak as you feel. Everyone's life experience is different, but they can't escape the joys, sorrows and joys.

The author personally experienced the adaptation and wrote it purely for fun. About some happy and funny things that happened in King of Glory.

Various things about the author are written here, such as the origin of the author's name, etc. By the way, some information about new works will be revealed in advance?⊙?⊙!

Whose youth is not confused? This work is about a girl's real youth and her real growth process. Youth is warm because of them. Youth is also painful because of the training of growth. I hope this work can bring beautiful memories and better growth to readers' youth. Our youth, we decide!

Although words are cold, they can convey different emotions.

What if you open your eyes and see a world full of battles? If you don't know this is a dream. Maybe the doctor is fake too. It seems like it won't get bright.

Mu Ran, in a sleep, passed through, passed through, passed through (This is a work that triggers your brain from a systemic perspective)

Everyone should write a book, maybe for themselves or others. The books you read to yourself may be youthful memories written when you were a child, while the books you read to others may be your proud works or masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. But these will undoubtedly bring you a sense of pride and spiritual satisfaction. Maybe many years from now I will be very emotional when I see what I have written now.

There was once a quiet and comfortable shop in the booming Nanguang College. There is a special docked-tailed cat in the store. It grew up eating braised chicken stewed by the proprietress. Because of its calm personality, it gradually became the well-known red cat who watches the store on the third floor of Pumpkin Plaza. A beautiful life is like a calm lake, but it was hit by a meteorite due to a sudden epidemic.

As I enter my 50th year of knowing my destiny, I recall the journey I have gone through. I talk about my unforgettable childhood, going to school, working, and starting a family... A woman with many roles, I especially want to record my journey in words.

[The record is a clip that I found very interesting when I was in high school] [Although now I think the role I played in it is quite ridiculous, but if it can make you happy, this is the greatest use of this book]

She abandoned me when she was a child and ignored me for more than 20 years. There was no news from her. She just wanted to recognize me in 2018. In my eyes, she was just a stranger.

I am still here in the southern coastal city, but I don't see her. Time flies, and the years rush by...

This book is just a personal lament about history. If you don't like it, don't criticize it (it is updated from time to time, all based on inspiration)

This work explains the general and fundamental views of the world among young people who are about to enter society.

Every plant represents every person's life. --Plant quotations

Night reading life. Read to yourself at night. The night gives us darkness and sadness, but it also gives us hope.

All stories have a day when they return to their starting point. The ups and downs, the ups and downs of the world, are all foreshadowing.

An inconspicuous little story between a sister and a brother, just to commemorate.

The insights in life are like spiritual enlightenment! Many people should be like me and understand a lot of truth in an instant.

How to say it? This is a diary of myself, an ordinary person who has no ability to moan and vent for nothing. . . I don't know who to talk to and I don't want to say it. I just write it because I want to write it. I would also be very happy if someone could see it

Now I have just finished the college entrance examination. It wasn't until after the college entrance examination that I dared to recall high school. It was probably the simple life during the three years of high school. Including some tips for high school students.

A little story from a dream, listen to me. Thanks.

A child who lives in a family that values ​​boys over girls longs to grow up, but when he grows up, he realizes that no matter how old he gets, he can't escape them.

That year, it snowed heavily, snowflakes were flying in the mountains, and countless cattle and sheep in the village froze to death. The villagers were talking a lot, trying to find the culprit no matter what. Mrs. Yan's wife, who had just given birth to a weak baby girl, was mistaken for a bad luck star and was cruelly thrown into the river by the villagers to hope for good weather in the coming year. In this way, the weak daughter of the Yan family was taken care of by the villagers until she reached adulthood.

The madman's inspiration comes from the night, from dreams to perception. This is a collection of casual essays, just reflections and perceptions left in countless unavoidable nights and countless illusory dreams. What I write is that I am sometimes optimistic and sometimes pessimistic, sometimes sober and sometimes confused, sometimes uplifted and sometimes collapsed, sometimes... It's just me sometimes and crazy sometimes!

Thousands of people, thousands of faces, thousands of stories, a cup of tea and a cup of wine to taste life. (Unit chapter, first person)

A day in the life of an ordinary girl........................

I am from a poor family, but I am still young and I have time to create brilliance.

There are many crossroads in life. Most people who hesitate at the crossroads are making choices. My choice was made at three o'clock in the morning.

The passionate experience of three years of high school, the ignorant youth and the girl I once loved deeply

If you are like her, I hope you won't "quietly".

Recording the family trivia of a married old fairy, her weird mother-in-law, her mentally retarded husband, and her darling baby

Those girls who only care about feelings, not money, not cars, not houses, but what happened to the girl who was very sensible in the end?

This may be my experience, or it may be my feelings about other people's love.

In fact, sometimes you don't have to be together if you like each other. In fact, it's not a pity not to be together.