It's a stinking and long afterword
This book actually originated from the idleness in the extensive reading class, and I wanted to find something to read, but the type I wanted to read was ridiculous, so I decided to be self-sufficient, and then sat cross-legged on the balcony in the middle of the night towards the window, from the surface calm to the cracked expression to crying bitterly, but what I didn't expect was that I unexpectedly signed a contract, and thus embarked on a road of no return...... Ahem, Kangzhuang Road!
And then, it went through the back and forth...... Ahem, after eight months of intermittent work, the hard work is finally over. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In fact, when I was writing at the beginning,I never thought I could sign Tanmei at the starting point.,To be honest,Almost all of the Tanmei I watched were the same people.,There are rat cats、Bottle evil、Ye Xixiye,K Mo...... In short, I haven't written or read much of the original Tanmei.,So this Tanmei is a product of a brain hole that is getting bigger and bigger and adding some magical ideas.,I don't dare to say if the writing is not scum.,But the plot arrangement is really shameful enough to be ashamed of yourself and pinch your thighs.。 The original outline of this book is not like this, in fact, since Yan Leng went to the North Blade, the outline of this book has already existed in name only, the original ending was that Yan Leng was seriously injured and retired, forcing Old Man Yan to take a step back, and then Cen Ge entered the research institute, after seven years of long-distance love, he finally healed Yan Leng's injury, and something happened in the middle, and finally got the approval of the Yan family, and the two were happily together.
If you have read the whole story, it is easy to see that the style of writing is very inconsistent, because I originally just intended to comfort my eyes of the absurdity, but when I first wrote the first chapter, I fell into it, because the story I wrote reminded me of many people, many things, it can be said that about one-third of the first third of the characters' feelings and archetypes are myself.
During the vacation after graduating from high school, the whole person began to be confused, because the score line in this province suddenly rose by 50 points this year, and my performance was too stable, which finally led to the score that could have gone to S University, and finally I could only go to J University. When I applied for the exam, I thought that I couldn't go anyway, so I might as well pick a random one to end quickly, and hastily ended the exam. And during this holiday, the whole person began to fall into an unconscious depression and decadence, which lasted until the Chinese New Year last year. It's not so much about continuity, it's more about getting worse, depressed, autistic, and seemingly laughing during the day, but tossing and turning at night.
Because when I got to college, I realized that I had always liked someone, and coincidentally, we were destined to be inseparable.
A relationship that has failed before it even starts, instead of sobering me up, it makes me decadent, empty, and thinks about it all the time, if I can be reborn, if I can do it again, what will happen to me, even if I miss it again, it is better than being as confused as I was at the beginning.
So, there is the story at the beginning. For Yan Leng, if he missed it, he knew that there were some people he couldn't miss.
As the book went on and on, I gradually came out and began to write stories that I really felt should be stirring, scattered, illusory, even naïve, but for me, every story has a meaning, and every story is a moment that I have ever been moved by.
When I read Huoda's "Death of the Nation" in junior high school, it was the first time I felt completely shocked and shocked, and it was also the first time I saw the rotten pus under the completely bright skin of something; There are also "Bad Guys" and "Crazy Dragons", which were all the rage at that time, crawling under the covers every night with a P3 and P4 to look at it secretly, and I feel that every character in it seems to have hooked my soul, and I can't let go. But it's a little ridiculous that at that time, I was still reading "Water Margin" with a flashlight in the quilt, and the two volumes of Water Margin, I read half of it every night, and the seats of the characters on my back were never wrong, but unfortunately now they have become the memory of the fish. When I went to high school, I began to like Lang Xianping and Mr. Li Ao, look at Zhou Yi who is mysterious and mysterious, read Qimen Dunjia and Meihua Yishu, and also like to listen to and sing operas.
Before going to college, I was most proud of the fact that I had read enough books, no matter what period, there was rarely a second place in Chinese scores, especially like ancient texts, many classmates felt that reading ancient texts, memorizing ancient texts, and even reading books were a kind of torment, but I was only obsessed with the ancient texts of the ancients, and I couldn't extricate myself, the funny thing is that after going to college, I even saw a copy of Wang Shouren dizzy, and I really wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, and laughed bitterly three times.
And now, people abroad, every time I hear a classmate from Taiwan Province say that he is Taiwanese, and he specially emphasizes that he is not Chinese, he can't help the power of the flood in his body, trying to beat them with a blue nose and swollen face, and teach them one, two, three, four, but in the end, we who can only pry a dog are all Chinese, I really feel that four points of grievance and three points of depression plus two points of depression and one point of sadness, I who yelled out to compare when I didn't agree with each other, I don't know when it started, it is gone. Some people say that this is maturity, but I let out a few wry smiles in my heart, and now that I think about it, I regret it so much, why didn't I knock out their teeth at that time?
All in all, Xiaosheng has made up his mind, relying on this youth rice bowl that I am still young at this time, and I don't like to talk and only laugh, I plan to fight for it, and fight for it, whether it succeeds or not, it is left to God to break it!
2016/10/181:49min
Dormitory on the roof of a dilapidated building at a university in South Korea (to be continued. )