Testimonials?

In 09, I began to mix online articles, and now, it is the first time to write this seemingly 'tall' testimonial. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Excitement, apprehension, or infinite passion?

No, there is no one, only the helplessness of loneliness.

Intermittently, hitting the street for more than ten years, just thinking that I can eat, but I have been lying in front of the computer day and night in despair in the loss!

Looking back suddenly, the footprints left behind have long been buried deep in the loess.

Thinking about it carefully, it was a gloomy sadness under a pseudonym.

I still remember that in a classical Xianxia book, many poems were written, and in another pseudonym, no less than 100 'poems' were written.

Now that I think about it, I feel inexplicable.

The once young and high-spirited has become the child's father's money-making support.

The purpose of writing a book is simple, it is to make money.

The world is big, and the family is the biggest.

Parents, wives, children, this is the responsibility!

Under this, it is a humble ideal: to write a book that is passionate, enthusiastic, and loved by all book lovers, if it can be passed down through the ages, cough cough, cough cough, and live ten years less.

This time I opened the book, fortunately I met the fox big, otherwise, I might not be able to complain about it all day long!

A man who has no money can't even hold his head up at home!

My editor is Qinghu, and the book is built under the guidance of Fox University from the idea, setting, opening, and layout.

In this process, I also really knew the previous shortcomings and understood the main points of the online article.

The grace of knowing the encounter, the love of promotion, the virtue of teaching, only grateful, write a good article to thank it.

Of course, the least is the number of readers who support the 'Big Day':

Every click......

Every comment ......

Every referral ......

Subscribe to ...... per chapter

...... per commuter pass

Every tipping ......

Every encouragement......

Without you, I wouldn't have the courage to write it!

Thank you, friends!

The thoughts in my heart surged, but suddenly stopped, and the flame in my chest that had long since subsided rose again, burning fiercely, breaking through the Nine Heavens, and tapping the keyboard again for a long time.

After raising a family, I had a dream:

I dream of one day, I will be able to unite the Godhead.

Dream of one day, be able to attend the annual meeting.

Dream of one day, be able to publish a physical book.

Dream of one day, be able to climb to the highest throne.

Dream of one day, be able to lead the Legion of the Heavens and create our own kingdom of God.

I dream that one day, ten thousand years later, there will still be our 'heavens' in history.

Gentlemen, please help me ascend to the throne of the heavens!

Forehead......!

The child is making a fuss, and the wife is shouting to make milk powder.

Scratching his messy hair, rubbing his red eyes, he reluctantly left the 'throne', and hurriedly ran out: Child, don't worry, don't worry, I'm coming!