She read each chapter meticulously, and the book drew her like a magnet. Reading relaxes her whole body. Feel the fate of the characters, and be sad and happy with them.

I took the time to insert Xiaoya as the heroine in the relevant chapters of the book. Thinking about how to make her feel real and wonderful to read.

Creation is my best way to express my emotions, I like to reproduce the moving scenes realistically, and I prefer to use love as the source of my codewords.

Every time I come to the computer, I face this simple office software, rhythmically tapping the keyboard, making an intoxicating and light keyboard sound. Thoughts are like springs, as if the whole world does not exist, and you are alone in a pure pure land. In this vast and boundless world, you can unleash your thoughts, emotions and cognition.

No one disturbs, no one argues, explores the world from God's perspective, observes life, and a character emerges from his mind like a movie, deducing the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of reality. Many plots were originally well conceived, but when you enter this world, it is really difficult to hold yourself up, and you are inexplicably impulsive with your feelings and creations. Go with the flow, line by line codeword, carriage return, space, modify, backspace, delete, shift+ punctuation.

It didn't take long for a magical text to pop up on the screen, followed by revisions over and over again, line by line. At this time, the mood is full of joy, and the joy is that a creative result is about to be released, and it is catchy to read, slowly crafted, and time flies. Inadvertently, I sat for eight hours in this pure world, and for the 9-to-5 in the real world, eight hours of work passed so slowly. And in this pure land, it is as fast as eight minutes. Reading the newly created and revised chapters of my own life, I can't help but be surprised that the outline that I had conceived before was completely gone. It is no wonder that many well-known writers do not list outlines, and they seem to follow the footsteps of inspiration. Eclectic expression of one's feelings and creative impulses.

The happiest thing is to read quietly after creation, storing countless classic works in a small e-paper book, calling up a copy, and carefully feeling the true feelings revealed between the lines of the author's words. It is nothing more than joy, anger and sorrow, from the advancement of the plot, the shaping of the characters' personalities, a large number of exquisite environmental descriptions, the meticulous observation of the scenery, and the ups and downs of the characters' psychological activities, so that I can absorb a lot of nutrients and accumulate my own creative accomplishment little by little.

Writing and reading are like the biggest ways of leisure and relaxation in my life. I am truly grateful to the ancestors who created the written word, without whom life would have become so boring and boring!

Xiaoya likes to read very much, which is inseparable from her education and cultivation, what she is most afraid of is that her good years are slowly gone, and her youth is slowly fading. After reading, she wrote a poem to express her feelings.

Qinyuan Chun Susha

Su Sha Chi Dance

A ride in the smoke and dust

Lonely shadows

Look at the blue sky and flowing clouds

Long sky and color

Milky Way sunset

The sea is boundless

Shadow embedded in the sunset

No trace of the wasteland

In an instant, the fragrance disappeared for nine days

Wait for the moon to shine

Listen to the Flying Stars

It's hard to remember

Reminiscences are like water

I looked back and forgot to speak

Find traces of the past

It's so close

Today's shadows

Far as the horizon

Ride the waves

No trace

Thousands of cardamom are buried

Don't look back at the past

Let the east wind blow

Waving sleeves like smoke

She dressed herself like a lady, and the birds were close to each other, letting time pass by quietly, sighing at the passing of the years. Inadvertently, Xiaoya fell into the whirlpool of depression again and couldn't extricate herself. I had no choice but to be in a hurry, and with the sadness of the word, I hurriedly made a slightly cheerful one.

Like a dream

Flowing water is with me,

Fish swim freely.

Ask strangers,

Do you remember me?

Stay, stay,

Don't be tempted to say goodbye.

The green mountains come into view,

Fuyun waved his hand gently.

Who will accompany you in this life?

Like water, there is no demand,

Mo Chou, Mo Chou,

But my heart is still the same.

After listening to this good song, the sad little face "poofed" and couldn't help laughing. "What a stranger, who is with you in this life, the best thing is that there is no desire for a long time! I really can't hide what I think in my heart! It's rare that you make the first good thing so quickly, and I won't be unhappy!"

Her mood became so fast, much beyond my expectations, these days I feel that she has been in love for a long time, the more reluctant to leave, the doctor once said that all patients with depression must have a standard, and the mood is depressed for two weeks before being diagnosed. I also vaguely felt that she was in a different state from a while ago, she dressed herself up as a slender and ladylike every day, and her long-lost double ponytail was naturally placed on her slender shoulders, her eyes were bright, and she showed a hearty smile from time to time. It's like being sick. Every time I felt better about her, she started to get depressed again, and it wasn't long before I was amused again.

I guess she must be hiding something. So I began to pay attention to her every move.

One day, Xiaoya snuggled in my arms as usual and said to me affectionately: "Brother, I want to accompany you for the rest of my life, can we live happily together in this small family?"

I couldn't help but tremble, and finally understood her thoughts, and those abnormal behaviors a while ago, she had already recovered, but she was reluctant to leave. People are emotional creatures, and she doesn't want to leave me alone in the country. Although it was her childhood dream to go to Stanford University, she had already made a judgment in her heart, and when the studies and love in front of her made her make a difficult choice, she undoubtedly chose the latter. That's the last thing I want. If this is the case, I am equivalent to killing her future with my own hands, how can I be worthy of my godmother's spirit in the sky!

As I expected, her occasional depression during this period was all faked, and she wanted to create the illusion that she had not yet recovered, and used this period of time to implicitly infiltrate me with the idea that she did not want to study abroad.

From my heart, it is not good to refuse directly, I fell into a deep conflict, but I must reassure her in front of me, so I have to use words similar to panacea to deal with her, and then think of countermeasures after prevarication.

"Well, of course, but I think your studies are the most important thing. Everything has to wait until you have completed your studies. After all, you're still young, not too bad for the past three or two years, right?" I asked tentatively.

She bowed her head and said nothing. Although she is virtuous, she is a little stubborn in her bones. It's hard for others to change what they're looking for. It seems that she has to find a way to solve this matter that is related to the fate of the rest of her life.