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I was once trapped in the rain when I was seventeen, envious of my perfect self in the parallel world. I once lost a loved one and fell into despair repeatedly in the middle of the night, unwilling to wake up. I once struggled with my original family, struggled with mediocrity, and sank in regret. After going through fantasy, loss, redemption and reconciliation, I finally stood at the end of memory and shook hands with my seventeen-year-old self. This is the whole life of a young man, from confusion to sobriety, from addiction to relief. Dedicated to all those in darkness who never give up the light.

Spend half your life learning to live and see people's hearts clearly. The first half of my life was full of confusion, joy and regret, all experienced one by one. The story is not long, but the years are long. All the ups and downs and sadness are fixed in the first half of life. Make peace with the past and move on to the next journey.

She once lived through a long rain in her heart, and it wasn't until she traveled all over the mountains and rivers that she realized that she had already lived a sunny life. This is the growth story of an ordinary girl, describing the sensitivity and unwillingness of youth, the breakup of friendship, the glimmer of secret love, and the gentle redemption of finally learning to reconcile with herself and holding up a rainless sky for her children.

From the origin of the universe to the daily lives of ordinary people, there is no place that does not exist in Ruocai's imagination.

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A true record of the life feelings and work thoughts of a "financial migrant worker"!

Life is meaningless, why not live it meaningfully?

When a person reaches fifty, time has settled and his mind becomes calmer. After half a lifetime of ups and downs, I have seen separations and reunions, tasted warmth and coldness, and have many words hidden in my heart that I have not told anyone. I am writing prose now, not to gain fame, but to let the years pass by and record the true feelings and insights in the ordinary fireworks. The writing does not seek to be gorgeous, but to be sincere and simple, slowly writing half a lifetime's thoughts and the taste of human life into the page, leaving a period of time for myself, and also leaving a tenderness for the future.

The relationship between loneliness and depression like swimming and drowning

The scariest thing in the world, There is nothing better than having eyes but not being able to see beauty. I have ears but I don't know how to appreciate music. There is a soul but cannot understand what is true. Unforgettable people are like stars, they are special at night.

Short sentence articles to record life. Let's just have fun, this book has no writing style at all.

The essay "Judgment" is written based on stories of complex emotions and experiences. It is a satirical and negative essay that reveals the critical outlook of people's hearts.

A collection of essays, write some of your own memories about life, there is something in the trivial life!

Essays on trivial life

Knowing that I had a dowry of 300,000 yuan, my mother-in-law asked me to use it to buy a house for my brother-in-law: as a sister-in-law should

I write it as I like, and I usually have a strong desire to share it. Each chapter is a separate little diary, not a coherent novel. If you don't like it, please don't comment!

Try to write a short story that inspires you unexpectedly

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Born among the mountains of Butuo, Daliang Mountain, he grew up in the folds of art and life. When the tide recedes, we are all witnesses of history; only when we break our attachments and find a way out can we glimpse the future beyond the old principles. This is a "cognitive note of the times" from the southwest border. The five volumes of text are a monologue of art, a love letter to hometown, and a slice of the times. In the land of Butuo, light and hope are never absent; outside the boundaries of cognition, the answers of the times for every ordinary person are hidden.

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This is an essay, that is, each chapter is an independent story, and the story line and protagonist are independent. Everyone is also welcome to contribute! There is a submission box at the end of the article.

"Returning to Ink" takes the artist's own exploration as the context, and writes about the confusion and pursuit amid the ups and downs of Chinese and foreign artistic trends. Starting from the roots of traditional calligraphy and painting, the author has experienced the collision and baptism of Eastern and Western art trends. Looking back amidst the glitz and hustle and bustle, he finally recognized the origin of the text and returned to the original intention of writing. The work takes the inner contradiction of "familiarity and unfamiliarity" as the starting point. It not only describes the familiarity and attachment to the homeland of calligraphy and painting, but also describes the alienation caused by the changes in personnel in the artistic journey. It also precipitates a firm direction in this contradiction - true art never follows the trend, but adheres to the traditional background, anchors the inner authenticity, settles down in the pen and ink, and moves forward firmly in inheritance. The whole article is based on emotion as the bone and enlightenment as the soul. It is not only a monologue about the return of personal art, but also a sober self-reflection on the impetuous trend of contemporary art. It hides the persistence of art and the character of a literary person.

In a life spent with books, you walk all the way and look at each other. You don't know whether you will turn around or continue going straight on the next road. You can only keep walking. Only by walking can you find the meaning of life!

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In 2021, I entered college. Although my best friend has told me about the rights and wrongs of college, I have not experienced it personally, and now I have begun to experience it. I can't post on QQ or WeChat space, so I have to write an essay to record it. Don't be afraid when something happens, you are the best.

Ordinary people, ordinary things, ordinary world

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A thousand years of tears condensed into waiting; Ten thousand years of love, waiting has become faith; A hundred million years of oaths, faith turned into dust; Falling in the wind, falling into endless reincarnation, Like the withered oath, Flying in the windy night, Deep in the dense forest, Take refuge in that lonely room, Thatched hut.

I have always thought that "fifty years to know destiny" is too far-fetched. What I see is that people in their fifties are still angry, people in their sixties are still stubborn, and people in their seventies or eighties are still stubborn. At the age of fifty, the most you can do is know the spring and autumn, know the cold and heat, and know the climate of the world~ A little writer in the dust has stopped writing for almost two years. What I pick up now may be only the feelings and remaining love I had at that time.

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What kind of sect friendship, what about "leave me alone, run away", they don't exist at all! ! "Are you stupid for not running and waiting to be blown to pieces?!" ... The vicious-mouthed senior sister who is super protective of shortcomings; The mean-spirited and funny elder brother; A little junior brother who is taciturn but has great execution ability; A junior sister whose strength is often far beyond one's imagination; And the old master who picked them all up and took them home. In the daily life of Qingxuanzong, there is no cruelty or saving the world, only the shocking jokes made by a few people! ! --If you do not trust the sect and cause trouble online, we will not be held responsible.

Record your daily life during the medical training period, as well as what you feel, learn, and do, so as to motivate yourself and make every day an extraordinary day.

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Last night, I finally escaped from the wall and went to another place quietly alone. Yes, a place where I don't know anyone, and I don't know anyone, can definitely be called a safe area.

I have always lived a very contradictory person. In recent years, as I have grown up, I have been constantly breaking the concepts I adhered to when I was young. I am very afraid of change and have always wanted to keep the purest child in my heart, but I have always doubted whether what I insist on is right or wrong. Maybe I will not be able to find an answer in the rest of my life.

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With you, the road ahead is long and slow

Record life and write down your feelings. It's a long road, slowly reflect on yourself and grow slowly.

Zhang Zhiwei woke up in a white light

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The records and thoughts of an ordinary INTP.

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This is an essay recording life, written for me and you at different stages. The ripples in my heart in those years, those who brought me beautiful memories, thank you for splendid my youth. The most romantic thing I can think of is to write you in a book.