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Short story, Mr. L is a wonderful person I have met. My acquaintance with him was like most encounters in the world.

The story of a pair from their only children to online dating to marriage to becoming parents

A contemporary female college student was forced by life to pick up a pen and live a life

This is a dream. When I woke up from the dream and savored it carefully, I realized that it was not just a dream.

Some dream records and scattered thoughts, running in the ocean of words

I was inspired to write this article, which is written in one go. It is also a self-analysis.

This novel is some strange ideas of the author. One chapter may be short or long. If you are interested, come and have a look. I am not asking for awards. It is my first time and the time is uncertain. If you have friends who have ideas and stories that you would like to include in the novel, you are welcome to communicate. If there are more people, please create another group.

The filming of every TV series is inseparable from the creation of scripts. When the author receives the notice of film and television drama adaptation...

I just created an account, I don't know what to write or how to write, and my literary talent is not good, so I'll just write a few random words first.

Recalling my mentor, recalling myself when I was young, and as a student, recalling the teacher who impressed me most during my student days

Taking snow as a guide, wheat and rapeseed, which were common in childhood, are used throughout the text to reveal people's expectations for snow and the harvest results!

After youth, life is not easy for everyone, no matter how difficult or painful it is. You still have to go on smiling.

Life~Internet articles~Essays~Reflections... Some random thoughts~~

The phoenix travels on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix leaves the phoenix platform and the Kongjiang River flows by itself. The floating clouds can always cover the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.

I like you so much, don't forget me, I really, really like you, I really can't live without you.

The vicissitudes of life, open and honest, true and calm, down-to-earth, not impetuous, not confused. See clearly, think clearly, pick up and put down, stand upright and walk straight

My daily life at a hot pot restaurant. If you have too much free time every day, just write it down so that you can read and reminisce if you don't come to Chongqing in the future.

These are some of my little dreams. I update them as the occasion arises, just to record them. Some of them are quite fantasy. I always share my weird dreams with some of my friends. Alas, I feel like I'm really bothering them, so I'll just post it here. If you are interested, you can come in and have a look... Sorry for bothering you.

She holds her head high, is confident, and walks with wind! This is a light-hearted history book about blood and tears. This is a long list of emotions I want to express. It may surprise you. Don't close your eyes, I'm here.

I selfishly want others to know that you have been here and it is so good.

You are different from me, but I hope you will be similar to me.

Recording a person and real things, the beginning is a bit supernatural but absolutely true. I want to write it down to remind myself not to forget this person again! I am sorry for you in this life! May you be well in heaven!

If I could describe my life experience in one sentence, it would be: I don't like being an outsider. At the age of 30, I have been thinking about one thing for more than ten years. What am I doing with my life? I admit that no one wants to see words like depression and anxiety, but there is nothing we can do about it. What I can write about is so narrow that I can only talk about this. My experience is very ordinary. There are two types of people I meet: ordinary and elite. The elite are indeed the real elite. They are bachelors, masters, and doctoral students from universities such as Tsinghua University, Peking University, Zhejiang University, and Renmin University. Of course, I am one of them, a high school dropout. These ordinary people are about the same age as me. Only one of them is physically and mentally healthy and has a harmonious family. After chatting with some people, I compiled and wrote this semi-autobiographical novel. Although it raised many practical questions during the writing process, I could not find the answers. If you read my novel, I hope it didn't cause any trouble to you. Everyone talks about creating happiness and being happy. What I thought of when I opened my eyes was, ah! This day has started again, how can I survive? The only proof to myself that I am still alive is probably three meals a day.

A collection of stories written by a high school student. Don't be fooled by the title, it has nothing to do with the content.

Life has given us too much helplessness; at first we were all full of fighting spirit, but then as time passed, our fighting spirit was completely wiped out by time.

A little bit of my story, a little bit of my thoughts. If you like it, add it to your bookshelf. If you don't like it, please don't comment. Just pretend you have never seen this book. There is no hero or heroine in this book. There are only many stories. Drink a little bit and my thoughts will give you courage.

About the self-narration of an ordinary person, the most authentic appearance of the public.

Freshly released short bedtime stories, different ancient poems every day (as long as I am free...)

The world suddenly becomes dark light no longer exists Falling into the abyss Inferior self-esteem

A junior driver encounters a junior blackmailer, a simple incident that triggers countless thoughts.

In life, you can't just do whatever you want. All good things require courage to fight for.

The chirping and chattering of an old child who has not yet grown up.

There is a sky-like lake on the beautiful prairie. A young and kind-hearted couple lives by the lake. They told me stories about the lake...

It tells the story of a man who just graduated from junior high school and came to a big city alone to earn tuition and living expenses and complete high school studies through his own efforts.

Poems about some life, sighs about certain things. . .

This article introduces the problem that people are comfortable with, that is, how to pay attention to details and how to succeed.

Youth Essays, only for yourself, only by being yourself can you truly help others

Every feeling in life may be the encounter today, or it may be the longing in the heart at some time.

Urban essays, life essays, start from school life and continue to write about the process of entering society. They write about the trivial matters of life and the ups and downs.

University is actually a small society, in which there are the joys, sorrows and joys of one's own youth. I still remember that in high school, my teacher would always say, "You will be liberated when you get to college." This sentence deceived me for more than ten years. When I entered this small society, its unfairness really annoyed me, but it taught me a lot.

The stories heard from hearsay are somewhat bizarre, somewhat absurd, somewhat unwilling, and somewhat resentful. This is what life should be like, with all the ups and downs, bitterness, spicyness, and saltiness, and suddenly looking back, the greatest blessing is that I am still alive and living for life. (A thousand words a day, five stories I heard from other people, so short that you didn't even take a good look at me, so I'm done.)

I found that there was an unknown creature peeping at me in my life. It saw all my thoughts and told my enemies to help him defeat me. But soon I discovered this guy, but it was very cunning and hid in a place that I couldn't touch. So, wait until I find you, bad guy!

Early in the morning, I made a plan and wore my pants backwards In late autumn, new high heels Ling Dandan once again complained and gained some insights. I hereby write a pen to remember those people in my life who refuse to be forgotten. --Zhaojun Fengren

One day, I suddenly discovered the truth of this idiom. It seems to be just four simple words, but what it contains is the yearning deep in the human heart...

Who doesn't have youth, who doesn't have beautiful dreams! Why is youth worth cherishing, and why is youth no longer there? Are you really getting older? In my forties, I cannot compare with college students, but I am not so old that I miss my youth all the time. Why is this? When I think about it, there are many things worth remembering in my youth.

I'm just an ordinary mortal, describing everything I've experienced and seen

"Green Wild Garlic" is a short work about childhood memories in the countryside, describing the friendship between the two young protagonists Lingling and Feng'er. They are little cuties who come from nature. When they encounter difficulties, they try to find ways to cope with them. Although young and weak, he still faces life head-on.

What are you thinking about during the day? I dream about these messy things at night!

Hush, let's secretly read Su Xiaoxiang's diary! Don't let her know●ｽv●

Beneath a handsome face lay a lovable girl. He said to her: "Madam, husband and wife are hungry."