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In fact, there is nothing interesting about myself or some trivial things around me. I just want to write about them for fun.

The joys and sorrows between the author himself and his WeChat official account. . .

In memory of my old friend Xiao Ke, I wish you will still be so comfortable and happy in the next life. I hope you can wait for me somewhere in my future. Come and say hello to me, my old friend.

A lot of things will happen in everyone's high school career. Now that I have entered my senior year of high school and am about to take the college entrance examination, I still don't understand the true meaning of every day. It wasn't until I accidentally read Teacher Da Bing's book that I decided to publish this book in a real way. Every day is real, and I hope to find people who have the same "same stench" as me. Who else do you owe an apology to? It's too late for anything...

In our confused youth, we must learn to understand and tolerate others.

A short story updated every day Any type Finally the spring red withered the forest flowers Fallen leaves have returned to their roots...

Your existence lies in my words. (Why does the introduction have to be twenty words? It's hard for me to deal with you like this)

The weather was sunny, and I took my little niece Pingjuan for a walk along the large reservoir in front of my house. I walked around the reservoir for the first time and felt very happy. I wrote this article to express my emotions.

Anu He's just an ordinary person. No different from ordinary people And different from ordinary people

How do you get along with a new lover after a divorce? Marriage or freedom?

Regarding friendship and love, we grow together in pain and finally become what we like.

No matter how good the surface is, it is just a surface. No matter how strong the sixth sense is, there is no future sense. Life is confusing, no matter how you interpret it, it is just confusion; It's just that he was trying hard, she was struggling, and someone found the corner accurately and was silent without choice. It is true to go against nature, and it is true to go with the flow. The process is not important, because it is your own

A naive middle school student who loves to understand life and love life.

The inner monologue of a social phobia, as well as some usual weird thoughts.

This is a new beginning for Mu Xiao. In these unknown years, I have gained a brand new me.

When I was still a kid who could be extremely happy just by eating candy, I always thought, when will I grow up? Or I want to do whatever I want when I grow up - but true growth comes much faster than you think. Maybe it's just giving up quietly when you can't get something you want. Maybe it's just thinking back one night late at night that it's been a long time since I've truly laughed, how long it's been since I've cried completely, I don't have to hold back my voice, I don't have to care about other people's eyes, or I've begun to realize that it's a little difficult to just live.

He vaguely looked back on the past ten years. During the years he had known her, their lives seemed to be a grand movement of love and hate, but also seemed to be distinct parallel lines. After passing through the world for ten years, she waved her hand: "Visitors come from afar and go to a distant place again."

My child, it is your father who is sorry for you and should not have strangled you with his own hands.

Record life insights, graffiti mental journey, briefly talk about the true meaning of life, and miss the lost time

My life, I ran out of hell, walked around, and went back to hell.

Everyone's past is a collection of poems recording joys and sorrows. Use your own perspective to recall that extraordinary and special era.

Don't ask, asking is just writing nonsense, and you are welcome to come and play with me.

Everyone is the protagonist in their own world, and everyone has their own story. I think everyone's story is very exciting, whether it is joy or sorrow, it is always their own story, and I feel that my life will be unexpectedly wonderful every day, so I want to record it.

The fictional person lives in his fictional life, and I write the real story to you.

Record the feelings and thoughts of wonderful life, see through the depths of the soul with witty words and thoughts, live life into poetry, and cultivate life into paintings!

For 30 years, I have been busy and doing nothing. I use every moment of my life to record the joys and sorrows of the world, I use the beauty of emotion to describe the separation and separation of life.

Having dreams is a good thing after all, but the word "kill" will always appear around "dreams". To strangle means to strangle one's neck to suffocate someone to death. In other words, it takes time to kill a dream. This article tells the story of how a girl who dreams of being a painter stifles her dream step by step due to external forces and choices. Cui Xiao: This dream is like my child, but I finally strangled it...

Drink tea, calm down, and find something to do when you have nothing to do.

Combining some of the author's own experiences and hearings, it narrates real college life in real life.

Life is so magical, why not observe it carefully and record it? If I had become a eunuch, then I must have been beaten to death.

Live with your feelings, live with your understanding, be at ease with whatever comes your way, and feel at ease.

I woke up in the middle of the night and rummaged through my closet to find the long skirt I wore last year. I found that I often couldn't find what I was looking for. Everything in the world has its time to come and go, so I gave up happily. The next time I wanted to use it, I thought of this sentence again, so I gave up happily again. In the end, I bought new ones with tears in my eyes as long as I couldn't find them for a while...

Memories and feelings of my youth, the old self is gone forever.

Faced with setbacks in love, those born in the 90s can clear their true hearts under the bodhi tree, see through the essence of the problem, and launch a defense battle for their love!

This note is written by Xiao Sang, the main writer, and Zhe Jun., Who accompanied me! : For a period of time, Xiao Sang felt sad every day due to the pressure of life and study, but despite this, Xiao Sang still had to face the world with a smile. This note is a record of what Xiaosang saw, heard, and personally experienced on campus.

I am a post-00s generation, happy and free, my parents are still young, my grandma shows in the square, I love my home, and the great China

Simple "diary", simple life, simple views.

? There is reincarnation in the world. It is impossible not to believe it. Finally, I will end with the poem from the story my father told me when I was a child, hoping to be a warning to the world. ? ? ? "My Son, Your Son" ? ? ? I heard that my son has a son. ? ? ? Your son is not like mine. ? ? ? ? My son is hungry and I feel uncomfortable. ? ? ? Don't make your son hungry, my son!

Life is always full of ups and downs and unfairness, but the road never stops.

Where does it all begin and where should I go. . .

Memories always bring back memories, and childhood memories are the sugar in the taste of life, very pure and a little sweet inexplicably. I have a deep impression of my childhood in my memory, but when I think about it carefully, I actually don't remember much of it, and only a few bright spots have become my childhood past.

Love is sincere, intense, passionate, desperate, irrespective of life and death, and irredeemable. It can make people deaf, blind, mouth stupid, and IQ return to zero. For a long time, I even felt that as long as I could be with Jing Linyuan in this life, I would be invincible. No matter which university I would go to in the future or what kind of job I would do in the future, it would not matter because I was already with the girl I loved. If so, not only could I not complain about all the encounters in my life, but all of this was simply a complete victory for my entire life. There are many experiences in my life that I don't want to repeat, but if I could go back in time and be a young boy again, I would have nothing else to ask for - just because she is my first little girl, just because she is my eternal little lover, just for the true love that I didn't understand when I was a boy. , Just for that first love that bloomed in a spring dream, I am willing to stop and die while turning back time. I do not want her to be my Zhu Yingtai or my Juliet, but if I can fly with her as butterflies or if I can sleep in her arms forever, I would rather not live after the age of fifteen.

The daily trivial matters of family life, the former lovers drifting apart, how to choose the future

Adapted from real events! Can a person survive in the wilderness?

Live for yourself and you will live happily every day. Record your crazy self.

My son likes toys, and he even likes transforming toys, and toys that can transform after being assembled. You can start by looking at the pictures and then you can basically complete it independently.

Life is like a dream. I am also crazy and confused, I will not turn around or retreat.

I am Mu Fansen, I write heartfelt words, and I make a living by writing at 37°C. I use words with warmth to live a warm and graceful life. The rest of my life will be long, and I hope the clouds will be calm and the wind will be gentle.

Would you give a hug to someone who has hurt you? Do you hate your past self? Probably so.

Every bit of memory, the years leave a voice. Looking back on the past, I can only be indifferent.