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Documenting what I experienced.

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His surname is Qu. He always speaks a little philosophically, but his life has been very tortuous, so he named himself Qu Zhe.

A train to another world

Documenting me and what I'm going through.

This is the book that records my life This book is a record of some of the author's life insights and opinions, some essays written, hoping to record what he has seen, thought and thought in his life. Of course, many of them are thoughts and insights from one period and one stage, and may have limitations and omissions, but that is also the real me, the me I used to be, the me at one stage, I am composed of all What I am made up of has never been established standards, only the true self. Of course, everyone is welcome to discuss it. After all, my own ideas are not necessarily mature. I also like to listen to everyone's opinions and see different ideas and views collide. Of course, the premise is to discuss, not just to argue, thank you. This is my book called life

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An increasingly fragmented collection of essays. Michelangelo burned the drawings, the medical soldiers were regarded as commanders, Confucius asked "do you want to eat?", Fei Xiang bumped into Fei Yuqing and made nonsense. What follows is like a box of unassembled puzzles-no diagram, but every piece is lit. The scene of a Plato car accident. Unfinished, but with the door open.

This is my self-reflection on life. In the lost years, I re-examine my past life, find the lost self, the ability to love, the heart to love myself, and the lost...

This is a collection of short stories written randomly. The words may be long or short, and most of them are as concise as poetry, but each story hides a complete world. They carry a touch of sadness, like flowers that bloom quietly in different seasons, with different colors and unique fragrances. These words come from a moment of heartbeat, a moment of trance, or the flow of emotions when you are awake late at night. There is kindness and sincerity, as well as deception and malice; there is lonely moonlight and warm lights - just like the flickering lights and shadows in a mirror reflecting the state of mind. It is like a diary written to oneself, and also like a small whisper accidentally dropped in the circle of friends. There is no need to deliberately flip through it, just read a few lines at random, and maybe you will think of a similar moment. Because all the stories here are traces of the passage of time, and they are also flowers planted with my heart.

"The Lights Are Warm Here" is a love letter to ordinary days. Those seemingly ordinary moments in life are the warmth that life quietly lights up. It writes about the love at the farewell station, the sweetness of a difficult life, and the unspoken concerns between people. What this essay records is such a moment, just somewhere in the world, I light a small lamp and write about what I see and hear, and my own feelings. The words may be as plain as the light that is still on in the convenience store late at night, but we always need some warmth, right? If you have ever been on the road late at night, missed someone, or felt the days were a little cold, I hope this book can give you a little warmth.

Life is full of shackles everywhere. We cannot get rid of all shackles, but we can have a free mentality.

Why don't you come out to hang out and gain knowledge?

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The script is a short story written casually. The male protagonist is Xing Mo and the female protagonist is Qiu Qimian. The article is purely fictitious.

Hello everyone, I am a crazy talker who talks about life, a person who is good at sharing but quiet, a person who is full of helplessness but good at enlightening himself.

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LI.. Copywriting

Everything you feel in life is recorded. These words may be the epiphany of a tortuous life, or a microcosm of the world, or the various states of all living beings. How and whether we should be like this...

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A collection of ideas. Essay\u002FComment\u002FCopywriting\u002FExcerpt Dark\u002FYandere\u002FSweet and soft\u002FQuickly wear (maybe please be careful not to fill it in) [Demining] A bunch of bad memes \u002F Duplicate names, everything serves inspiration "Who comes from mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, but is limited to day and night, kitchen and love." The title of the book comes from the Almighty Youth Hotel "Heart-wrenching Joke and Long Daydream" ---- 21\u002F08\u002F11 arrives 2w opening day 1000+~ 21\u002F09\u002F04 Going to school is updated (●ˇ?ˇ●)

Laughing at yourself is a reflection of life, a struggle against reality, and an appreciation of life. We not only live in society, but more importantly, we live in our own hearts. In this world, only by seeing through ourselves can we truly understand life, and only by seeing through hundreds of schools of thought can we live and understand!

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Wang Jiayi junior high school life

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Chi Yan, as the name suggests, is just about writing whatever comes to mind. Some are crazy, some are bored, and some don't know what to say. Looking back, I will curse my past self.

Just call him B. No different than most people in this world. Not worthy of admiration, nor worthy of disparagement They are passers-by passing by, shadows in memory, ignorant children, conceited fools, ordinary people who have not given up, and ourselves.

Reversing ethics - the pagoda has been flourishing for thousands of years, and thousands of things can be written in running script. The chaotic dust has been turned upside down for several years, and the wind and rain are swaying the sails and clouds.

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Slightly modified based on the dream

Secret love is a person's chaos, but you are my alluring warmth. In fact, I have always known that this heartbeat that started in the summer of 2014 was only my business from the beginning. It doesn't have the enthusiasm of running in both directions, the romance of walking side by side, and even the words "I like you" can only be hidden in the diary, in the songs that are played on a loop, and in the countless late nights where he stays up late to make charts and collect materials. But even so, I still enjoy it. Just like in the chaotic youth, I stumbled and panicked alone, but he was the light I could see when I raised my head, the only tenderness and stability in the chaotic world. Even if this warmth is across the screen, across mountains and seas, and across a distance that I can never cross, it is enough to support me through these ten years.

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Crush your thoughts into pieces and hide them in complicated words, which is a love letter. This book is the author's life essay, telling the story of Gu Yanci's fate with Lin Zhiyao from the time he was admitted to high school to the series of events that made Gu Yanci see his true heart and decide to tell Lin Zhiyao his feelings. Welcome everyone to read my boring article, I wish you all the best.

I have been fond of writing random reflections on life since middle school. Those short words are to relieve emotions and moods, so I compiled a collection of essays called "Winter Remembering Autumn".

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Some people say that my experiences are more exciting than novels and can be written down. Yes, I have two wives in real life. It's just so bloody. I have forgotten how many relationships I have experienced, but I remember the first girl was named Xiaoxue. I was 17 years old at that time, and I was living in a foreign land to work. I was hungry every day because I couldn't make money, so she was the one who supported me through frugality. She always said: "I'll give you half a bowl of noodles, I'm full." I always say, "Xiaoxue, I know you are good to me. When I get rich in the future, I will give you glory and wealth and make you a rich wife." She always laughs: "You are just a pastry chef, drawing cakes for me every day." But now, I have a successful career and business all over the country, but she is avoiding me... (A piece of my own past, poorly written)

I hope tomorrow, A small house by the river, Cook wine and entertain guests. Narrate life, describe the story, Together they wrote books for the common people.

Write down the problems encountered in dreams and reality in the form of articles

"Memoirs of a Ten-Year Process" takes the characters who experienced the ten years from 2014 to 2024 as the axis, and carefully lays out the trajectory of transformation events from youth to maturity. Here are the persistence of writing hard in the exam room, the confusion of entering the crowd for the first time, the lingering thoughts late at night, and the pain of growth and epiphany. From campus to society, from ignorance to certainty, we use real writing to salvage the fragments of time and weave it into a chronicle of youth. We invite you to join us on this journey back in time about growth, regret and rebirth.

Just an essay.

Recording the whims of student days

When Jiang Yunsheng was seven years old, his family moved, leaving Lin Qingyue with her twin tails crying in tears under the wisteria trellis. Before leaving, she stretched out her little finger to hook up with him: "You said you would come back!" Fifteen years later, 22-year-old Jiang Yunsheng dragged his suitcase back to Nancheng, opened the door of his rental house and saw a young woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding an old photo. The moment their eyes met, time flowed back to that summer. The "share-housing scam" carefully arranged by the two elders forced the childhood sweethearts to live under the same roof. One is not good at words but is always gentle in details, and the other is stubborn and independent but cannot hide the fifteen years of waiting. From awkward roommates, to tacit ambiguity, to finally breaking through the window paper-- This is a story about "reunion after a long separation" and "long secret love finally echoes". Yun and Yue were supposed to be together, but this reunion was a full fifteen years late.

Survival reality, life insights, life meaning, soul replacement, thought sublimation!

Record the ordinary things in life, live in the three years of economic and trade, and what are the things worth remembering