It's like having a long, long dream: I have become another person and live in another country.

An ordinary family of three. Both parents are civil servants, take the salary of the state, and do things for the country.

lived a mediocre life, and also shaped an ordinary character.

My childhood was peaceful. It's just that he had a serious illness when he was young, and his parents took him to seek medical treatment several times and finally got better.

Only the inevitable sequelae are still left.

The unhealthy body affected his character from the inside out, and the whole person slowly became a little silent.

I don't like to socialize and exercise, I like to sit alone somewhere and be quietly in a daze, thinking about issues that don't belong to this age.

The mind is very bright and the grades are excellent. It's an anomaly, but it's not annoying. On the contrary, because of his mature and unadulterous style, he was appreciated by the teacher.

Gradually, I began to learn to write essays with flowery rhetoric that I don't understand, and to solve math problems with steps that can save money. Silently show everyone what makes them special.

Graduate, go on to higher education, and start one trek after another. He doesn't look handsome, but he doesn't look ugly either. So I had a fruitless first love in middle school.

It's not a vigorous love, but for the sensual, it's so unforgettable and unforgettable.

The pain of the breakup shattered his not strong reason, and the whole person became even more depressed and decadent. I can't live in fear.

After trying to redeem it but failing, it finally became a picture of hanging children.

Mixed days, mixed studies. Because the first love object was a classmate, the class became boring.

Skipping class to play games online, reading novels, watching anime, watching movies, and watching TV series in class. Slowly changed from an honor student to a middle student who was partial to the subject.

The repeated teachings of parents and teachers had no effect at all at that age of youth and rebellion.

After all, he has thought of death more than once, what does he care about?

Just when his life was about to be ruined by himself. A chance brought him into contact with the entertainment industry.

A new and different world.

He was shocked by his glamorous appearance and colorful stage!

In your own cognition, stars are always so far away from you. Out of reach.

I love their songs and works, but I've never had a young and energetic idol like this. It feels like they're living right next to you, there's really there.

He walked over to the bathroom mirror and looked at his face. At a young age, he looked lifeless because of long hours of staying up late and irregular life. I don't like to exercise in front of the screen all day long, and my body is gradually gaining weight. Looking at myself like this, I thought of those images on the screen. The heart that has been silent for a long time and is overgrown with grass seems to finally shine into a ray of sunshine. That feeling is not something that words can express.

He went back to his computer and looked at all the information he could find:

The songs they became famous, their classic stage, their different experiences.

One of the girl groups was popular all over Asia at the time, and it was unrivaled.

But they experienced the Black Sea in the early days of their debut and almost disbanded. The teenage girls persevered for their dreams, and finally the phoenix was reborn.

Such an experience, which he had only seen in novels, finally made him feel the meaning of perseverance and hard work.

Without mixing with reality, dreams will always dissipate. He wanted to go to that world one day and meet the girls who had inadvertently saved him.

He decided to make them better!

I was in my third year of high school, which was a turning point in my life. He forced himself to quit his internet addiction and decided to give it a go.

Then I started brushing the questions like crazy.

Every early morning in the third year of high school, I dragged my tired body out of cram school. On the deserted street, I walked and waited for a taxi to pass by.

The single in the headphones loops the favorite song "One Day at a Time".

Keep telling yourself that you can barely hold on, barely endure it.

I survived the entire senior year of high school like that.

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(Manual soundtrack read: "Tears Flash" Fei'er Orchestra)

At noon the next day after the college entrance examination, I woke up from a hangover.

He turned on his computer and connected to the Internet that he hadn't seen for a long time. searched for the movements of the girl group, only to find that in the third year of high school, the world has been turned upside down.

It's been almost a year since one member quit the team, and the era was fragmented and incomplete.

Once the slogan: "Now is ...... After that...... Always ......"

It has become an empty word!

The indestructible friendship in "Indestructible", the hand that never lets go.

The high note of "We Are Always One" in "Divine" is still in my ears.

I've really done my best...

Why can't you just wait for me...

So what do I do?

Is this the end of it...

But no one can answer these questions.

The source of power that supported him to survive the third year of high school is as fragile as a blank sheet of paper at the moment, which is about to break at the touch of a button.

Remembering the hellish days of the year, only sleeping a few hours a day, the leapfrog results shocked everyone.

But at that moment, he suddenly felt that something was not worth it.

Tears flowed unconsciously, and I couldn't stop.

A bunch of crooks.

Unable to stop crying, he didn't take a breath and fainted in front of the computer.

Night slipped quietly from the sky

Willfully scratching the wound

Who is it?

The pain was so silent

I thought I locked up happiness

Able to keep promises tightly

Who is it?

Push the window open, and the wind sweeps away love

Every tear you cry for you flickered

The road of determination has also been bumpy

The head does not look back, and there is no hesitation

Never regretted loving deeply

Every tear of laughter for you flickered

Cause I love you so

The most beautiful love is not clinging

We had

Beware of the heart after it is broken

I'm still trying to piece it together

The dream you give

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This first one was so difficult.

I've written a lot since I was a kid, but I've never felt like the next words were being expected.

I struggled and hesitated, expecting whether what I had written would be worth reading.

As I flipped through my long-dusted essays, I longed for inspiration like never before.

I'm 20 years old, but I've been reading for more than 10 years, and I'm a veteran online reader.

I've read all kinds of books, and I don't know how many works I've witnessed. If you want to write a work of your own, this idea is not a day or two.

But every time I started writing, I couldn't write it just by the beginning. The reason I gave myself was that I was still young, and my ideas were becoming too fast and too immature. When I wrote the first chapter, the second chapter, I wanted to overturn it and start over.

I'm still a person who is obsessed with the use of words, and it's a good thing to think about it and make the work more refined. But for novels, it becomes a burden. Before the characters appeared, they were stuck in the scene description at the beginning.

Looking back on those creative experiences, those thoughts and difficulties. I had wondered if it was a waste of time and no return.

But it's like night versus day. The night for rest is as important as the day for hard work, and both have the value of existence.

I am like an online writer who has changed his name countless times after a eunuch has beaten the streets, and finally mustered up the courage to give it a go.

For those young dreams, those obsessions that can't be let go.

To write about the possibilities that don't exist in the real world.

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