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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."

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.