Library

Lin Yue is a sprinter on the university track and field team. Before training every day, he has to squat down and tie the shoelace of his left foot that always comes loose. One rainy night, he was stabbed to death from behind while tying his shoes in a back alley. There was an old scar on the back of the murderer's hand, running across the tiger's mouth. When he woke up, he found himself in the body of the murderer Zhao Jiangang. An anonymous letter ordered him to go to a back alley at eleven o'clock that night and kill a man who could squat down to tie his shoes - otherwise his sister would die. Lin Yue refused to execute and was forced to reset back to the starting point. In the second cycle, he raised the knife as instructed, but at the last moment he saw the face clearly: it was his own. Through countless alternating perspectives of the victim and the murderer, Lin Yue gradually discovered the layers of sediment patterns on the walls of the back alley, the countless thin lines between the growth rings of the sycamore trees, and the annotation left by an unknown person on the library's geology report - "It must have rained for thousands of years." He found Zhao Jiangang's notebook, which contained a line: The rain in the alley will not stop. When both Lin Yues were absent from the murder at the same time, the cycle seemed to be broken. But the next morning, the toothbrush was wet-he hadn't brushed his teeth the night before. The date is still Wednesday. Deep in the back alley, that hand was always hanging in the shadow, waiting for the next time he bent down and tied his shoelaces.

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

In the deep courtyard of the old house, the shadows of locust trees dance. A sweet smell mixed with caramel and rust is a unique mark engraved on this old house. Not long after the wedding, my uncle went on a business trip, leaving my confused aunt alone in the empty house. There was a sudden knock on the door in the middle of the night, and my aunt, who was covered in cold sweat, hurriedly broke into my house and revealed a horrifying scene: Sitting at the end of the bed was an old lady whose face could not be seen clearly. An old navy blue coat with skewed patches and a faint sweet smell. That is the grandmother who has passed away long ago, lingering in the old house with her obsession. Scratches on the ceiling, the sound of sewing machines in an empty room, and old fabrics that appear inexplicably on the pillow. A series of strange and strange things happened one after another, uncovering the family's buried obsessions layer by layer. The clumsy stepmother who lacks love, the sensitive and timid young child, and the taciturn head of the family are trapped in this old courtyard, testing and adjusting to each other. It turns out that it was never a ghost, but an old friend who couldn't let go of his worries. An unfinished cuff patch, a gentle warning that was never spoken, and the regrets of our ancestors are passed down from generation to generation. The fragrance of locust flowers falls, and the fragrance of sugar lingers. We finally learn to love and stay with each other in this world of fireworks. Only when the whole family is happy and happy can the old man be willing to say goodbye with peace of mind.

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Happiness, it turns out, is all around you.

Miss Bai Jingyi, who is sensitive and internally constrained, made the worst choice in her senior year of high school. The sensitive internal conflict suppressed her all the time. It was because of this bad situation that she met a great guiding lover and a patient and gentle tree hole princess. She hoped that everyone could meet the right person like her, and also hoped that everyone would not think of her and keep internalizing themselves.

Walking alone for ten long nights, his sharp edge is hidden in the wind and snow. She was originally the legitimate daughter of the East Palace, but when the palace changed, the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, she changed her name and surname, and stayed dormant in the court for ten years. With his special talent of touching memories through blood, he can solve unresolved cases, discern people's hearts, and survive in the intrigues of the court, just to seek justice for the souls of his family. He is in charge of the Jin Yiwei, he is ruthless and sinister, he is also a survivor of an unjust case, and he is responsible for the blood feud between the generals. A red flame jade pendant and a fateful birthmark tightly bound two scarred people. From testing each other to working side by side in life and death; from taking revenge alone to two-way redemption. The chess game unfolds, intrigues arise, the sword points at the powerful traitors, and the conspiracy is overthrown. When the dark clouds clear and the truth is revealed, The phoenix and phoenix trees will eventually return home, and the mountains and rivers will be stable for the rest of their lives.

Human beings have always believed that everything is in order, that heaven and earth are orderly, and that the four seasons are orderly. This solid understanding is nothing but a humble luck for the survival of a small race. The time and space we live in, the physics we follow, and the truths we firmly believe in have never been the true appearance of the universe. It's just a shallow layer of stability that accidentally condenses in the midst of chaos and silence. Before the ancient times when time had not flowed and dimensions had not been separated, the ancient things in the outer world had already occupied the boundless void. They are neither born nor destroyed, nor awake nor sleep, and are free from cause and effect. Silence overlooks the birth and collapse of countless worlds. Mortal reason is an extremely fragile barrier. It isolates the twisted dimensions, the creeping void, and the indescribable reality in the cracks of the stars. Once someone is lucky enough to catch a glimpse of the collapse of order, they will glimpse the boundless chaos and desolation beyond the sky. All logic, belief, and civilization in the world will turn into absurdity in an instant. Sobriety is never salvation. For those who have touched the truth of the universe, madness is the only destination and compassion.

A story recorded when I woke up from a dream. I was in an empty bottle in the dream, and I watched myself being passed one by one by others until I fell into the water and gradually sank. The mouth of the bottle was not sealed, and dark green water kept pouring into the bottle. I did not dare to breathe, and I could not breathe. Because when I was trying to breathe, I inhaled water with a lot of impurities in just a small sip, which made me feel very uncomfortable. The sight he saw when he opened his eyes was deeply imprinted in his mind. And just when I opened my eyes, I also woke up. This drowning experience made me feel deeply, and I will write down and share my thoughts with you.

When Guo Dingming woke up, he was involved in a "nightmare story" in a strange shopping mall. Here there are many rules and resentful ghosts running rampant. The only way to survive is to break the curse of Tonglingyu. Faced with the approaching ghosts, he had to fight against the odds with Gu Muze, a young boy with yin and yang eyes. From the coffin hut to the reincarnation of time and space, the two killed evil ghosts along the way, but unexpectedly uncovered the huge conspiracy behind the "rules" - the so-called "clearance" turned out to be a carefully designed death trap! When the copper coin sword cut off the last glimmer of hope and Gu Muze fell in a pool of blood, Guo Dingming was shocked to realize: the most terrifying nightmare is not ghosts, but the human heart and fate.

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Returned after rebirth and kicked her mother-in-law's family into worship I was bullied by an evil mother-in-law in my previous life. In the dead of winter, he fell on the snow and froze to death. Now, back again, I want to take back everything that belongs to me. ? Um? It doesn't seem right, Why are these arms and legs so hairy? ... In this case, It's time for me to release my nature

How many years will someone like Zhang Ren be sentenced?

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

The morning light of early autumn slants into the grid, like a dull knife, unable to cut through the fatigue stagnated in the air-conditioning air. Lin Wan laid out her resignation letter on her desk - A4 paper, in Song font. The wording was so restrained that it was almost alienating: "... After careful consideration, I have decided to resign as a technology project manager with immediate effect." At the signature, the word "Lin Wan" was written more steadily than usual, as if it was not a farewell, but a seal.

He is a prince who is not favored by the world. He has countless flaws, but he can only pretend to be stupid and bear the humiliation in a palace surrounded by wolves and tigers. He is the son of a gifted general. He has all the wisdom and wisdom in the world, but he is willing to serve only one person. The gears of fate were turned on that winter day, with heavy snowfall, and the young man's bold words opened the heart of another young man. It was also another winter day. The young man was separated from his heart and his vows were finally buried in the snowy season. But he never knew that the young man had planned a plan for him with his life...

Everyone in the capital knows that Shen Ruotang, the eldest daughter of the Yongchang Hou Mansion, is a lunatic. Her sister Shen Ruoli said casually, "Brother-in-law is so kind to you." Shen Ruotang called her fiancé to the pavilion that night and made a serious proposal: "I want to split you in half, give half to me and half to Ruoli." Lu Yanzhou:? The next day, she found a substitute. On the third day, the stand-in began to imitate Lu Yanzhou and touch his earlobes. On the fourth day, she treated it as a serious business. Until the man she had arranged for nineteen years lifted his red hijab, leaned into her ear and said-- "Shen Ruotang, I just want to be your Lu Yanzhou in this life." Only then did she realize that she seemed to be in big trouble.

In the last years of the Yuan Dynasty, taxes and miscellaneous taxes were imposed so harshly that if there was a famine, the people would not even be able to pay the taxes. On one side, he was forced to pay debts, and on the other side, his father was seriously ill. What should the little Shen Wansan do? What can be done? There is no end to the road. God has given an opportunity. How does Shen Wansan seize this opportunity?

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Loneliness is the normal state of Yi Yi's life. No one loves her, no one understands her, and her long-term confusion makes her deeply lost in life. By chance, he meets Bai Jun, who has a clear mind and becomes a confidant and a good teacher. He never gave an answer easily, but only listened silently, made appropriate suggestions, gave her poems and essays to induce her to think quietly, and taught her to explore everything inwardly. She put aside her obsession with becoming a teacher, read and comprehended with her heart, and slowly understood the true meaning of life. There are all kinds of turmoil in the world, but only by sticking to your true heart and understanding your own origin can you get rid of the fog of the world, live soberly and transparently, and spend the rest of your life calmly and comfortably.

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Two private books, I am now a freshman, I don't know when the full text will be finished, I made a mistake, I am a science student, my writing is very bad, I will write when I am depressed, I can think it is all nonsense, you are right if you scold me, thank you for your understanding.

This world is always weird.

Please look at yourself carefully until you see everything about yourself. You can stay for anything, but please don't trap yourself in the same place.

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Come to Yuewen's website to read more of my works

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

One day the puppy's paws turned into hands and he was trying to learn how to type "Love Mom" ​​on the keyboard.

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

My parents made me a "cancer girl" live broadcast for ten years. They earned enough money for three villas from me, and now they want to take me for an operation with a 90% failure rate. I smiled and pressed the remote control hidden in my pocket.

I am the real daughter of the Shen family. I was treated as a fake daughter and died tragically after three years of marrow extraction in the living blood bank. I was reborn as her arch-enemy rock singer. I will personally liquidate those who harmed me.

My heart was ripped out by my fiancée in exchange for her Bai Yueguang, and I died tragically on the operating table. She thought I had completely disappeared, but she didn't know that my consciousness was hidden in the AI ​​​​heart, and the revenge game had just begun.

I was treated by my family as my brother's mobile blood bag for twenty years. I dropped out of school to work and let him be exploited. When I bumped into my enemy's soon-to-be sister-in-law at his engagement party, I called out a lawyer on the spot and fought back completely.

I am the daughter of a parenting blogger who is a fan of millions of people. I was used by my parents as a tool to make money through live streaming. My 985 admission notice was ripped off, and I was forced to marry the second generation of a wealthy family. I had a secret back-up and fought back during the engagement live broadcast.

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

During the Dajing Dynasty, there was the Qingxuan Temple in the Yunmiao Mountains, the Qingshi Village at the foot of the mountain, white tigers in the mountains, Taoists guarding the mountains, and spiritual beasts protecting the people. Heaven and man are one.

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Life is a painting that is being painted. There are mountains, water, clouds, and small boats in the painting. Weiyuan is the mountain, Michu is the clouds, Qiuhe is the water, and Jiang Xiyi is the small boat with leaves. In the end, the boat stops, the mountain is still the same mountain, and the clouds are still floating. The water pushes the boat to the shore, but it cannot turn back.

During an ordinary outing at sea, a sudden accident occurred - the oar broke and the boat entered the water. Lin Fengjun and four female friends with different personalities were pushed to an uninhabited island by fate. Cell phones lost signal, supplies were only enough to last for a few days, and rescue ships have yet to show up. When the light of modern civilization was completely extinguished from their sight, they were forced to restart the most primitive rhythm of life between coconut groves and rocks: drilling wood to make fire, spearing fish and catching crabs, looking for fresh water, and avoiding snakes and insects. Su Wanqing used charcoal to carve Chinese characters one after another on the rock wall, recording the sixty-three days of isolation from the world. However, what is more complicated than survival is the human heart growing quietly in a closed space. Wen Xiaorou relied on Lin Fengjun's shoulder to spend the most fragile night. A sudden tropical rainstorm trapped the two people under the rock wall and broke the last restraint between them. When everything in the outside world is stripped away, the connection between people is compressed to the most essential level - body temperature, breath, and each other's names. At the same time, two other pairs of eyes were watching all this silently. The five people redefined trust, dependence and possession in the alternation of day and night and the reversal of tides. Until the white light reflected by the mirror pierced the silence of the horizon, and three pillars of black smoke rose into the sky-- If you are no longer someone's employee, someone's friend, or someone's child, but you are just a human being who gets hungry, gets cold, gets scared, then will it be easier or harder to love someone?

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

I loved dreaming since I was a child, so I started recording dream stories since I was 16. The stories recorded in my notebook at that time were called "Dream Stories". Later, when I was 20 years old, I changed the story collection to "Dream Travels". The current "Dream Travels" is the "Dream Travels" at that time. This book is mainly based on the scenes in dreams, and is a collection of short stories adapted from it. Since it is a dream story, it is purely fictional. My dream story is similar to Pu Songling's "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" Almost, the story has a lot of fantasy elements. My classmates who read the stories I wrote 20 years ago said that my works are a bit like Pu Songling's "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" and the collection of novels written by Qiong Yao. Because my dream stories are not only mixed with fantasy plots, but also have poetic backgrounds in the dramas... But let me make it clear here that I am not promoting superstition, but the needs of the storyline. I hope all teachers can understand...