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[Quick travel + strategy + paranoid blackening + Su Shuang's cruelty + stunning heartthrob~] [You are a unique treasure. Even He who falls in the light of the lamp and looks at the world lazily falls in love with you. The heart-throb heroine × the handsome man who loves her so much~ The whole text is cruelty-free, Su Shuang is cool to the end~ Eat it with confidence~] Pan Shu has always been a playful person in relationships, careless but addictive. Later, people who said they didn't love her were slapped in the face. ①Vicious female partner from a wealthy family × White-cut black little dog × Handsome and slutty man × Gentle and gentle president (√) ② Ugly girl with low self-esteem on campus × Beautiful and cool school bully × Sweet young lady with a dark heart × Gentle and perverted student union president (√) ) ③ The eldest princess who failed to seize power × the ambitious ambitious man × the high-spirited young prince × the gentle young prime minister in power (√) ④ Passerby A who has no sense of existence × evil Alpha × green tea Omega × likes sweetness The young Alpha of pheromones (√) ⑤ The real white moonlight who had his heart and lungs ripped out × raising a substitute for his first love × a crazy artist × a humble retainer who coveted the beautiful flower\u002F adopted son (√) ⑥ the notorious vixen × Qing Cold abstinence to catch the demon master × Contrary to all living things, beauty, strength and misery × Defeat the heaven and earth, the dandy puppy (√) ⑦ The ugly girl in love × The cool top in the entertainment industry × The cynical middle-aged boy × The handsome gentleman, the yandere beauty (√)... Everyone loves her. I regard one person as a god, and I am willing to bow down as my vassal. Her name is Panshu. "I am her loyal minister until death."

After sobering up, Chu Qingge obediently came to the boss's law office. At that time, she had just finished three years of low-cost labor. She couldn't get a lawyer's license, her boyfriend was cheating on her, her father was exploiting her, and her life was even threatened. Pei Jingan put the choice before her: follow me, or leave me again. Chu Qingge chose the former. She is determined to be an excellent lawyer, to serve the world and the people. He led her to study, handle cases, and expand her contacts. But never said love. She thought he had someone else by his side, but he was still brooding over her departure without saying goodbye. ... A few years later, Chu Qingge became what he looked like. The lights and shadows in the bar were flowing, and in the blur, the scene in front of her was indescribably familiar. When she woke up the next day, Pei Jing'an was lying next to her. "Remember?"

To save Lu Chen's Bai Yueguang, I drew blood until he went into shock. When I woke up, he threw away a divorce agreement. I didn't agree, so he took Su Wan and made a big fuss at my mother's funeral, smashing the mourning hall to pieces. "Qiu Tang, transfer the ownership of this old house to Wan'er, she likes the cleanliness here!" I gritted my teeth and wanted to tear the person in front of me into pieces. But he lightly sneered: "What? Not willing? Then don't want your mother's ashes." Su Wan snuggled into his arms and softly agreed: "Brother Shen, the urn is quite unique to use as decoration in our new house." I smiled, turned around and dialed the phone. "Yes, dig up all the ancestral graves of the Lu family." "I want all the ancestors of the Lu family to kneel in front of the cesspool and cry when they see this couple of bitches every day from now on!"

My sister Song Minglan and I had been separated for eight years. We unexpectedly reunited when she was hosting a birthday party for her godbrother Ji Qinglan. Back then, Ji Qinglan took away my fiancée and planned to kill my mother, but he bit me back and ruined my reputation. My sister listened to one side of the story and drove me to death, leaving me to struggle in the mire. Now that the truth is about to emerge, I want to take back all the years of injustice, pain of broken bones, and hatred of losing my mother.

My best friend seemed to be a different person after she found someone from a wealthy family. I just took one look at her partner and she hit me just to keep the two brothers from the Gu family to herself. As a result, when I opened my eyes, I was actually dressed as Lin Yuan's mother-in-law, Gu Mu - this old lady had been so stimulated by Lin Yuan's strange aura that she had a heart attack. After that, I used Mother Gu's identity to take revenge. In the end, Lin Yuan became a street rat and hacked the Gu brothers to death before being caught. I also helped Mother Gu avenge her, which was a way to seek justice for myself and her.

I, Qingfeng Li, the King of Rolling Kings, ascend to the top. I wanted to be a salted fish with peace of mind, but I didn't know that the fairy world had deep tricks, frame-ups and conspiracies followed one after another. I wanted to continue lying down, but I unexpectedly discovered that the little beggar who had warmed me in the wind and snow and collected my body was now in a desperate situation. That's all, Xianyu turned over just to protect that glimmer of light. When I mentioned the sword named "King Juan" again, the entire Three Realms trembled - because they discovered that forcing a King Juan who wanted to lie down to work would have serious consequences.

Eight years after breaking off the relationship with his brother Song Mingyu, when he held a birthday party for his adopted sister Song Yurou, he saw me being forced by a greasy man and wantonly humiliated me on the spot. He didn't know that it was all Song Yurou's conspiracy that I was kicked out of my house and ruined. She took away my fiancé, framed me for killing my mother, sold me to an old bachelor, and designed a trap to make me suffer infamy. After the truth was exposed, Song Yurou obeyed the law. Her brother finally realized that he had been deceived, and he was filled with guilt and wanted to make amends.

I was reborn on the day when my adopted sister Lin Yu fought for the heart surgery of Shen Chen, the son of the richest man. In my previous life, I kindly tried to stop Lin Yu, who had no medical skills, but she and her husband Lin Zheng hated me, and eventually died tragically. In this life, I decided to let go, but they locked me in a cold storage with temperatures exceeding minus ten degrees. Fortunately, Shen Chen arranged for someone to rescue me in advance, so I escaped. After learning that Lin Yu's surgery was messed up and Shen Chen's life was hanging by a thread, I finally couldn't bear it and returned to the hospital to try to turn the tide. It turns out that Shen Chen is the boy I rescued ten years ago, and this time I wanted to repay my kindness. Lin Zheng and Lin Yu's evil deeds were exposed, and they eventually suffered the consequences. One went crazy and was imprisoned, and the other died.

My husband stayed out all night on New Year's Eve, so I got angry and locked him out all night. But when I woke up the next day, I saw the shoe cabinet and the living room were filled with cash, with the bag I had always wanted on top. I was so moved that I took a video and posted it on social media. But all the comments are urging me to divorce. My expression didn't change, and I asked my husband half-jokingly while holding the video. "With so much cash, how much should I drink?" My husband casually deleted the video and sneered. "Netizens just can't stand other people's happiness. Don't listen to their nonsense." "Honey, I have a contract to negotiate with the gambling king. I can't accompany you today." Looking at his back as he left in a hurry, I sneered. This lie is really funny. I have a contract with the gambling king. As the gambling king's daughter, how come I don't know about it?

On my father-in-law's birthday, he brought us together with his sincere words: "You young people have a word called AA system. Today your mother and I are going to A-size the family property." The second child, who owes foreign debts, got a house, and the third brother, who was not married, got a car and an apartment. When we arrived at my wife's place, my father-in-law asked the brothers-in-law to go out and said to us in a serious voice: "Zhao Di, you will be responsible for your retirement from now on. We have five thousand dollars left to give to you." "Don't be too little, they say that having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. I have left the best wealth to you." The hands of my wife, who had always been sucked by their blood, were shaking with anger. I didn't say anything and left the table with my wife. Is such an AA system going to suck our blood? Don't even think about it!

My husband's phone is always open, but he has set Do Not Disturb for my son and me. Until my son's birthday, an unexpected fire broke out. I called my husband 99 times for help, but no one answered. When the hundredth call was connected, I only waited for the man's cold reprimand: "You can think of such a trick to get jealous." "It's not easy for Shengge to raise a child by herself. What's wrong with me helping her? Can you have some empathy and awareness." "Stop making trouble, wait until I settle them down, and then I will go home from get off work to be with you." I hung up the phone with a wry smile. It turned out that he was not busy, but thinking about his family with her. The fire grew stronger, and the son's breathing gradually became weaker. I know that our marriage and love have been burned to death by this fire. But when the man saw his son's name on the fire rescue list, he went completely crazy.

I made great contributions to the family business, but was retaliated by my opponent and was seriously injured and fell into a coma. My brother spent a lot of money to send me to a top-notch nursing home. He said that since the internal strife in the family was still ongoing, he would first take care of the company's affairs for me, and I agreed. But I turned around and saw the grand celebration banquet held by the Qin family on the TV in the nursing home. My brother, who was supposed to be an agent, stood in the spotlight wearing a suit I once customized. He took the credit book soaked with my hard work and knelt down on one knee in front of my fiancée, Su Qing. "Qing'er, this contribution I have made to the Qin family is proof that I love you. Marry me, will you?" Su Qing's cheeks turned red, and she extended her hand amidst the cheers of the audience. Staring at the face that looked exactly like mine on the screen, I felt cold all over.

I was targeted for three years in graduate school. I finally made it to graduation, but just one question was rejected 36 times. In the end, I rewrote 18 times before I could finish the thesis. As a result, on the day of the thesis defense, it failed to pass the review. "Xiaoyi, without the teacher's nod, you still won't be able to pass the second defense." Zhang Zhenhua's sinister words lingered in my ears. I was tortured so much that I committed suicide by jumping off a building that night. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn on the spot where my thesis was shot.

In the third year of our relationship, during the Spring Festival, Chen Xu took me back to my hometown to meet his parents, and we agreed to settle down this year. A table of dishes, steaming hot. Chen Xu's mother smiled and gave me a piece of pork ribs: "Wanwan, eat more, you are too thin." I smiled and thanked, thinking in my heart that I would find an opportunity after dinner to tell them my identity as the daughter of the richest man. After all, my relationship with Chen Xu has reached this point. I don't want to hide it anymore. "Sister-in-law, do you often go to Xishan Nursing Home?" A crisp and abrupt voice broke the warmth of the room. It's Chen Xu's assistant, Lin Wei. She also came with her today. She said she was on her way, so Chen Xu took her with her. At this moment, she was holding her chin up and looking at me innocently. "I seem to have seen you there several times. I heard from everyone that the price of keeping you is quite cheap."

After learning that Bai Yueguang was dead, Su Wanqing jumped off the city wall the next day and ended her life. Only then did I realize that she had never let go of the scholar who was her childhood sweetheart. Reborn on the wedding night. She lifted her hijab, took off her phoenix crown, and ran barefoot towards the waiting scholar outside the door. I smiled bitterly and watched them hug each other and leave. Then he turned around, picked up the wedding silk, and joined the team that overthrew the Hunjun alone. Ten years later, I single-handedly started a new dynasty, and before I even ascended the throne, I reunited with her at a night banquet in Zhuangyuan Mansion. At this time, she was already the most talented woman in Jiangnan. She appeared with a gentle smile on the arm of the new champion. Seeing me barging into the banquet looking for someone, she frowned and sighed. "Why are you obsessed with me? Even if you wait for me for ten years, I will never change my mind." "After all, now that my husband is the number one scholar, you are just a teacher." I didn't respond and fished out the prince who was eating Yitang from the lotus pond. But she suddenly turned pale and held my sleeve tightly. "Xiao Chen, are you deliberately angry with me? Didn't you say that you would only marry me as your wife in this life?"

On the first day of winter vacation, my mother asked me to pick up my sister from kindergarten. As soon as we arrived at the gate of the kindergarten, the teacher pointed to the only remaining little boy and said, "Pick up your child? This is the only one left. Take him away quickly." I was stunned. But there is no one else in the whole kindergarten. I sighed, thinking that maybe the wrong family had picked up the child, so I simply took him home. The whole family didn't make a fuss and just said they could change it back tomorrow. As a result, the next day, my mother pointed at the little boy and said, "Qingqing, hurry up and send your sister to school." The whole family felt like they were possessed by a demon, saying that this little boy was my sister. I argued with my parents and asked the teacher to testify. I checked the surveillance camera, called the police, and demanded the arrest of this little boy. As a result, my father was sent to a mental hospital. "Qingqing! Can you stop making trouble? Look at how scared you are of your sister. Can dad send you for treatment?" My mother also cried and wiped her tears: "Qingqing, don't scare me..." I was sent to a nursing home just to make me a normal person. But in order to find my sister, I escaped and dragged the little boy to the rooftop to ask for an explanation. As a result, I stepped on the air and fell to my death on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I picked up my sister from school.

Being able to give me a baby as a grandson is like smoke from my ancestors. She dreamed of me three times. The first time she asked me to win 500 million, and the second time she asked me to marry a beautiful woman as my wife. I'm looking forward to the third time. So she said: "Yuan'er, go to the old house in the south of the city and burn the things in the cellar." This made me very excited. But that day, my three-year-old son suddenly had a high fever and fell into a coma. Looking at my anxious wife, I finally chose the hospital and gave up my grandma's instructions. As a result, my world collapsed. Overnight, 500 million yuan of wealth disappeared, and the company he founded became the consortium of my assistant Zhang Hao. And my wife Chen Wan became Zhang Hao's wife. I filed a lawsuit and called the police, but I was told that I was delusional. Everyone looked at me like a madman. In the end, I was sent directly to a mental hospital by Zhang Hao. The last time I woke up was when Zhang Hao and Chen Wan came to see me. Chen Wanjiao snuggled into Zhang Hao's arms and looked at me: "Husband, when do you think he will die?" Before I could struggle, Zhang Hao unplugged my ventilator. But when I opened my eyes again, I was reborn.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, my daughter gave birth to a second child. She happily said that she would take her mother's surname of Xu and provide for her father and me in our old age. When her husband was happy, he directly transferred the ownership of a multi-million dollar mansion to her. As a result, after the son-in-law completed registering, he took a look at the book. The granddaughter's name is Zhang Xiaotong. My wife was so angry that she had a heart attack, but her son-in-law said, "My daughter and her child take someone else's surname, which is beneath my dignity as a man, father-in-law." My love-minded daughter was also there to smooth things over: "Yes, parents, even if the baby's surname is not Xu, she is still your granddaughter. What are you arguing about." I didn't say a word during the whole process, and my wife and I went for in vitro fertilization that night. But at the full moon party, our daughter and son-in-law asked us to contribute money to set up a trust for our second child. The daughter still echoed her husband: "Mom and Dad, sooner or later, you have to leave all the money you earn to me, so you should give some of it to your granddaughter first and use it as child support!" My husband didn't even scold me this time, but just looked at me aggrievedly. With everyone watching, I calmly took out the two-striped pregnancy test stick and dazzled it in my daughter's face. "Sorry, the money we earn is not necessarily just for you." "After all, your mother is pregnant again.

When I was browsing Xianyu, big data recommended me a seller in the same city. "Sweetheart Ciabatta": [Selling the belongings of my husband's ex at a low price. Although they are luxuries, they look unlucky, so I will pay for them. Seeing the excitement in the comment area, I went to join in the fun. But when I took a quick look at what she was selling, I was stunned. In the accompanying picture, I just bought La Mer last week, a limited edition Chanel hobo bag tied with a Chinese knot. I just stayed at my parents' house for two days. Not only was my house stolen, but my ex-wife was also dead? I laughed angrily, and I registered a small account and sent a private message: "Dear, I want them all, can you come and pick them up? By the way, let's see if there are any other relics." The other person replied in seconds: "Okay, come quickly, there is no one at home." I smiled even harder: "Okay, dear, this way... Get on, get here."

Feeling hungry in the middle of the night, I ordered takeout from my husband's Meituan restaurant. The system automatically recommends a Malatang restaurant and displays [You have visited 48 times recently]. In two months, I ate it 48 times in a row... What kind of magical Malatang is it? I admit that I was greedy and clicked directly into the page. Choosing dishes, placing orders, and paying can wait until I subconsciously make a note [I don't eat coriander]. But there were eight big words written in the remarks column: [Add more coriander, no sesame sauce! My hands and feet instantly became cold. My husband and I are both severely allergic to coriander and will get a rash if we touch even a little bit of it. And I don't eat sesame paste, but he doesn't like it without sesame paste. So, who is ordering this spicy hotpot that completely avoids our tastes? I was horrified to think about it for a moment. After browsing left and right, I actually found a photo in the store reviews. In the picture, a big hand with distinct joints is feeding the girl on the sofa to eat fish tofu sprinkled with coriander. But looking at the hand with the wedding ring, I was stunned for a moment. Isn't this my husband...

After attending my mom's second wedding, my dad was furious. It's not that he still loves my mother, but he is jealous that my mother married so well. The wedding room worth 80 million yuan, the luxury watch worth 10 million yuan, the Rolls-Royce wedding car, and even the hotel where the wedding is held are owned by the groom's family. My mother cried happily after watching the groom take out the pigeon eggs. And I glanced at my dad, who was smoking a cigarette with a look of disdain on his face: "Dad, what do you understand from this matter?" My dad said righteously: "Why can she marry into a rich family? You wait for me, my daughter, and I will marry you a rich woman!"

At the husband-selection banquet in Chang'an, a dozen of the least favored sons of aristocratic families stood with their heads bowed, waiting to be chosen. Only the thirteenth prince, Xiao Heng, has a relaxed attitude. After all, everyone knows that I have loved him for ten years. As the only daughter of a king of the opposite sex, I hold in my hand the sachet that determines whether he, the most unfavored prince, will keep it. If he doesn't get it, he will be sent to the Huns to become a hostage. But even though I had prepared the dowry and wedding room, he still ignored my pleading eyes and tied the sachet on the trembling illegitimate daughter's wrist in public. I looked at his shoulders and neck that suddenly relaxed and smiled silently. That's fine. Half a month later, at Yinshi, I personally escorted him out of customs in his hostage car.

In the bloody storm, my father Lin Zheng is my only faith. I blocked the gun for him and seized power, fighting in a bloody battle. He said: "Weiwei, you are my father's life!" A fire took away my mother and brother, and also burned all his love for me. He believed that I was the murderer and hated me to the core. Wen Ya, whose face resembled my mother's, became the softest substitute in his heart and the sharpest knife to stab me.

In the bloody storm, my mother Huo Qingyu is my only faith. I blocked the gun for her and seized power, fighting in a bloody battle. She said: "Terino, you are my mother's life!" A fire took away my father and sister, and also burned all her love for me. She believed I was the murderer and hated me to the core. Chen Yu's face resembled my father's, and he became the softest substitute in her heart, and the sharpest knife that stabbed me.

To save Qiao Rou's Bai Yueguang, I drew blood until she went into shock. When I woke up, she threw away a divorce agreement. When I didn't agree, she took Su Zheyu and made a big fuss at my mother's funeral, smashing the mourning hall to pieces. "Chen Ci, transfer the ownership of this old house to Zheyu. He likes the cleanliness here!" My teeth gritted and I wanted to tear the person in front of me into pieces. But she lightly sneered: "What? Not willing? Then don't want your mother's ashes." Su Zheyu put his arm around her shoulders and echoed loudly: "Sister Rou, the urn is quite unique to use as decoration in our new house." I smiled, turned around and dialed the phone. "Yes, dig up all the ancestral graves of her Qiao family." "I want all the ancestors of the Qiao family to kneel in front of the cesspool and cry when they see this couple of bitches every day from now on!"

Our story is about guns, roses and necromancers. Now, let's get into the glory days of money piling up.

The famous Bone Lady in Journey to the West was supposed to return to the underworld and suffer the punishments of the underworld under the blow of Sun Wukong. However, the underworld was destroyed for unknown reasons. Mrs. Bones took the opportunity to escape from the underworld and return to the human world, but unexpectedly found that she had merged with the soul of the girl who died in vain and turned into a modern girl Bai Rui? Where did the immortal Buddhas in the sky go, where did Sun Wukong go, and how can she practice to get back to the top... Bai Rui started her new life with pain and joy.

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(Metaphysics slap in the face + imagination + relaxed supernatural + true daughter, 1v1 double strength, the male protagonist is a madman who protects his wife) The master of immortal cultivation was separated from the world after a tribulation, and came to the scientifically advanced 21st century. The boss had a lot of skills and planned to revitalize the sect. He counted on his fingers, but found that it is really difficult to start a business in the modern era. The venue, the staff... Everything makes me bald. After finally making a lot of money, the newly appointed boss handed her another appointment and asked her to take care of it.

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"The sea can dry up, the stone can break, but my love for you will never die." This is a testimony of love that spans a hundred years. Jiang Guangci, a pioneer of modern Chinese revolutionary literature, met his lover Song Ruoyu during the May Fourth Movement. The 96 letters record a deep love that has been affected by the times but remains unswerving. One of them is a revolutionary poet, and the other is a like-minded new woman; they use their pen and ink to fight against distance, and use their faith to protect love. However, fate was cruel. Just one month after her wedding, Song Ruoyu suffered from a recurrence of lung disease and soon passed away at the age of 23. Five years later, 31-year-old Jiang Guangci also died of lung disease. Their story leaves to future generations an immortal legend about love and loss, revolution and ideals. This book was first published in 1927 and contains all extant letters, not a word changed, presented in their original form. This is a true slice of the love outlook of Chinese intellectuals in the early 20th century, and it is also the longest love letter a person wrote in the rest of his life.

"Every wealthy bachelor always wants to marry a wife. This has become a universally recognized truth." When Mr. Wang Keyi translated this sentence, he probably did not expect that it would be circulated in China for more than 60 years. Darcy is arrogant and Elizabeth is prejudiced. They dislike each other as soon as they meet. But it happened to be the person who made you angry the most, who finally made you fall in love. Austen wrote about the hard words and soft hearts in love. Wang Keyi's translation brings the playful spirit to life. After all, prejudice is most likely to appear in the first glance you meet, while arrogance is often hidden in the last glance. Those who make us uncomfortable when we first meet may not be really arrogant; those whose sense of superiority we only see clearly after being together for a long time are the most difficult gaps to cross.

This book tells the entire 300-year history of the Spring and Autumn Period. It is a vernacular narration of "Zuo Zhuan", but it is not a word-for-word translation, but a profound and vivid narration of history, revealing the context and progression of historical trends. This book allows you to quickly understand the history of the Spring and Autumn Period and gain some wisdom or rules that can be learned. "History" is the history writer's understanding of the past with an eye on the future, which makes us never see the real history clearly. However, this "history" also has the valence of affecting the present and the future.

Is the earth not the cradle of eternity, but a cage of periodic destruction? In 1965, the Eye of the Sahara was discovered from space, a perfect concentric circle with a diameter of 48 kilometers - it is like an eye staring into the universe, and also like the blueprint of Plato's Atlantis. In 1985, Soviet astronaut Janibekov discovered that a nut in space would periodically flip over - would the Earth be like that nut? In 2033, humans landed on Mars and discovered granite layers that should not have existed - Mars had once had life and even civilization. In 2044, hibernation technology is mature. Some people choose to sleep into the future, while others stay on earth to wait for the end. In 2440, the next global flood will come as scheduled - and this time, the earth will become as desolate as Mars. ... This is a hard-core science fiction novel that spans time and space and asks about the truth about the world. Humans will land on Mars in 2033. Behind this historic feat, there are unknown geological mysteries. The hidden archives of Oxford University, ancient manuscripts from the Renaissance, and the subversive theory of crustal displacement reveal the shocking secrets of the reincarnation of civilization layer by layer. From the dark past to the cross-border scientific research of scholars; from the ethical game of hibernation technology to the doomsday warning of the earth's axis flipping, the novel connects individual destiny, the rise and fall of civilizations, and the laws of the universe. In the suspenseful narrative, it raises the ultimate question about the origin of mankind, the change of civilization, and the nature of the world. It is shocking and thought-provoking to read.

When I was sixteen, I fell in love with the girl who moved next door. I was a few years younger than her, but I thought she was taller than the moon. I climbed over walls, fought, and trembled at night for her, wishing I could tear out my whole heart and give it to her. But she always smiled and ran away, her eyes drifting away. That "elsewhere" is my father. Turgenev used the cleanest words to write the cruelest story. What you thought was your first love is actually the first shadow cast by the adult world. Feng Zikai's translation is like a Russian birch forest, quiet, but every leaf is trembling. After reading, you will understand: some love is not prepared for you from the beginning.

A big city does not grow naturally. It was forged by layers of forces-and Wuhan is the most extreme version of this story. Wuhan is not a city. It is three cities - Wuchang, Hankou, Hanyang - split into three pieces by the Yangtze River and Hanshui River. Each of the three cities lived for hundreds of years: Wuchang was in charge of officials, Hankou was in charge of business, and Hanyang was in charge of iron manufacturing. They can see the other side when they look up every day, but it takes half a day to cross the river, and it is a business trip to cross the river. What screws them together? In the Ming Dynasty, merchants used silver to sew the first stitches. In 1861, foreigners put yoke on the country by treaty. Zhang Zhidong used iron factories and arsenals to weld the three towns to death. The artillery fire of the year of 1911 burned out the first "we". In 1927, the name "Wuhan" was first included in the official document, and then was removed and added again, and it took 22 years of repetition before it was finally finalized. This book talks about the whole process of suturing: who was pushing, who was pulling, and why the words "crossing the river" are still on the lips of Wuhan people to this day.

This book tells the story of Han Xin, who rose from a young man in a small town to become a general, his life of ups and downs, and the war-torn battlefields and heroes between Chu and Han.

"If you were only given three days of light, what would you use to see?" Helen Keller set this question for herself in a dark and silent world. She will use these three days to see relatives, art and life. The text in Gao Junwei's translation is clean and restrained, like a blind man running his fingertips across the raised characters and reading his life word by word. A man who has been blind almost all his life wants to see the whole world with three days of light. But when we keep our eyes open every day, we often forget what we really want to see. This book asks, perhaps, each of us.

Deep in the dark forest, who is secretly stalking the little girl picking mushrooms at dusk? Why did the singing coming from the landlord's house late at night make the coachman outside the window burst into tears? Walking across Russia with a shotgun, what did Turgenev see? He saw that farmers understand dignity better than landowners, and saw those humble but hot souls under the pale sky. He didn't shout, just watched quietly, and then wrote everything down in this "Hunter's Notebook". Mr. Feng Zikai's translation is so flavorful, it's as if you can hear the sound of pine needles falling to the ground in the Russian forest. Birds have feathers and people have clothes. Strip away our clothes and class, and what are we left with? This book will tell you the answer. Perhaps, being able to see the tears of the humble is the greatest power of literature. Open it and you will understand why Tolstoy said: "After reading "A Hunter's Notebook", it is even difficult for me to write anymore."

This book begins when Cao Pi and Liu Bei proclaim themselves emperors and truly enter the Three Kingdoms. After Liu Bei's death, Zhuge Liang, Sun Quan, and Sima Yi interact in many ways until the end of the Three Kingdoms. The reason why it is called plotting Wei includes the external attack on Wei from the perspective of Shu Han and Soochow, and the internal plotting against Wei from the perspective of Sima Yi and his son. Eventually, it was also replaced by the Jin Dynasty. After the Eastern Han Dynasty, the next dominant dynasty was Wei. This book is about the history of the fall of Wei State.

Her name is Scarlett Hao, not Scarlett; the place where she lives is called Wolftop, not Atlanta. In this book, even the American surnames have the flavor of Zhao Qian Sun Li. You feel like you are reading a foreign novel, but it feels like you are listening to the aunt next door arguing. Fu Donghua's translation of "Gone with the Wind" changed Scarlett O'Hara into "Scarlett Hao" and Atlanta into "Hungry Wolf Tuo". This localized translation has been criticized by scholars for decades. But readers don't buy the critics' blame. Those who are passionately in love are still in love, and those who are heartbroken are still heartbroken. I follow your general ideas. Fu Donghua did not directly translate the original text, but translated it as "I just follow your general ideas." At the critical moment of life and death, a man's cynical appearance was brought to life. The war burned everything she loved. She clenched her fists in the ruins and said, "Tomorrow is a new day." She thought that as long as she survived, those broken things would eventually be put back together. Until that person said: "When something is broken, it is broken. I would rather remember the way it looked before it was broken than repair it and stare at those cracks for the rest of my life."

This book points out the fictional stories or plots in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" one by one in chronological order, and tells you the real situation according to how history was written. With description and analysis, you can read the Three Kingdoms thoroughly in one book.

A man who killed his wife was asked after ten years of hard labor: "Do you regret it?" He thought for a while and said: "No regrets." It was not because he was cold-blooded, but because the days in prison were more like a place where a person lives than the life outside. Geng Jizhi's translation "closely adheres to the original text, and his translation style is smooth and beautiful." Together with Ge Baoquan, he is called the double wall that cannot be bypassed in Russian and Soviet literature. His translation is like a gray-white prison cell with peeling walls and dim light, but every brick is solid. This is Dostoevsky's Siberian exile record. He wrote about how jailers invented new punishments, how prisoners gambled and dreamed amidst the sound of shackles, and how a man had not been alone for even a minute in ten years, and even when he peeed, someone was watching him. But the cruelest thing about him is: people can get used to anything. In such an environment, shackles can also express feelings.

This is a youthful sadistic novel. The two girls Ono and Pingjing and I play and redeem each other in the colorful world. Within the boundaries of being tortured by growth and society, we build a cabin where we can gently stretch our hands and feet...

Feng Zikai may be the most understanding of life among Chinese literati. He wrote about eating melon seeds, and he was able to write about the Chinese people's "doctorate" skills; he wrote about the white goose, saying that it is full of arrogance, needs to be served when eating, and is more vicious than a dog; about children, they use stools as trains and banana fans as bicycles, and they play more seriously than adults. He hides in Yuanyuan Hall to see the world, and uses the simplest words to describe the most profound human world. You think he is talking about romance and family affairs, but in fact, he is talking about life in every sentence. But it was these trivial matters that he wrote into short chapters that have been handed down from generation to generation. It's no wonder that Zhu Ziqing, Ba Jin, and Junichiro Tanizaki couldn't help but praise a few words. Opening this book, you will find that there are so many poems and philosophies hidden in life that have been deliberately ignored.

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We have a beating heart, which is strong and powerful, representing the endless life. Lucifer said, the Day of Judgment has passed, and from now on, there will be a new era. January 1, 0000 AD, this will be our era... To create our hope...

On March 19, the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, under the crooked neck tree in Meishan, the white silk was already tied up, and the emperor was about to kill him with his neck. Suddenly, there was a "ding" in his head - the soul of a 996 worker came through time and took over the body of the subjugated king. At this time, Li Zicheng's sword has arrived at the city. The Qing army outside the pass is watching eagerly. People in Nanjing are worried, and the rats in the treasury are all hungry. The original owner worked diligently for seventeen years, but in exchange he suffered from a chronic condition... If it had been anyone else, he would have been completely ruined. But this time traveler doesn't write cool historical articles - he wants to force the Ming Dynasty back on track. Recovering Liaodong, pacifying the southwest, abolishing stereotyped writing, canceling humble status, building railways, setting up telegraphs... What others had completed in ten years, he had to complete in one year on the body of a half-dead Chongzhen!