That year of rebirth was a relatively simple novel that I didn't add much of a 'little white' factor, and life came back from the time Lin Mo was reborn in the seventies. There may be some things that don't go as well as I wanted, but I feel like I've done my best.

As for the grades, the book was not signed, which is equivalent to entertaining myself, but there are also some book friends who have accompanied me to the present.

In the detailed description, I tried to follow some rhythm and actual situation at the time, and did not write many slap plots, which is probably the reason why the website is not good.

As the so-called radish greens, each has its own love, and most of the book friends who like this book are dissatisfied with my newly opened 'Xiangguo Eye', feeling that compared with the rebirth that year, Xiangguo's Eye is detached from that rustic taste and many warm descriptions in life.

I really can't do anything about it, if I continue this style of writing, what the result will be, everyone knows in their hearts, so I have to do it as a last resort!

In that year's rebirth, many of them were extracted from real life, not speculation, let alone nonsense, and experienced book friends naturally understand this.

The first chapter, that is, before being reborn, the song 'Burning Wings' is also a portrayal of Lin Mo's heart: When people reach middle age, they achieve nothing, and this kind of sadness is a pain to the bone!

In the second chapter, after being reborn, the confused Lin Mo wanders the streets, searching for traces of his existence in those worlds that are only black and white.

After that, Lin Mo, who got rid of his confusion, began to live again.

Again, everyone's wishes are different, Lin Mo's wishes are actually a portrayal of many people's hearts - not everyone likes to live an arrogant life, and not everyone is willing to slap their faces and step on people every day......

I followed my instinct to write this book, to write it in a rustic way, but it failed!

Consecutive signatures* (sorry, that word - about!) When it is connected with a signature, it is a forbidden word for the author! I couldn't, I persevered to more than a million words, and finally I was forced to give up for the sake of my livelihood!

I'm happy to write about rebirth that year, because it just has to be written on instinct!

But the market told me that this way of writing is not right, there is no large number of face slaps, no large number of pretending ratios, no tall pig's feet, no various high-end places to foil the atmosphere, no various stalks of coincidental beauties, no arrogance, no ......

So I failed!

But do I regret it?

No!

I will slowly reminisce about some details of this book, and when I think of it, I will read it again from the beginning, looking at the years when there were no mobile phones, no Internet, no KTV, and no various idols!

At the moment, I am listening to the 'boys' of the 'Heaven Band', and in the midst of the singing, those years come unexpectedly......

"Close your eyes

Spring and autumn

Your carefree face

The years are silent

Take you away

Go and see me then

White clouds and blue sky

Once upon a time

A group of boisterous teenagers

disgraced

Aim for the horizon

It doesn't matter how deep or shallow this world is

Who is in the trance

Urged the sun and the moon

Dream waking up in what night

A boy who is far away in the wind

A blazing flame in the eyes

Running wild in the mountains and wilderness

A sunny day overhead

Open your eyes

Daylight and dark days

Sighing strings in the corners of the wall

Burn a cigarette

In the clouds

Singing and silent greetings

Passion is like frost leaves

Spirits scalded with ice

The wind laughs through the rainy night

A boy who is far away in the wind

When will we see each other again?

Running wild in the mountains and wilderness

A sunny day overhead

A boy who is far away in the wind

A blazing flame in the eyes

Running wild in the mountains and wilderness

A sunny day overhead

Running wild in the mountains and wilderness

A sunny day overhead"

Simple happiness, silly laughter, a teenager who can blush when he says a few words to a girl.

Can I really go back in time and meet the past?

At that time, there was no word for tearing, the world was not profit-oriented, idols were still working hard to sing and act, and they didn't dare to tear them up, otherwise the audience would abandon them!

Of course, since the decision is over, then I will miss it, miss this book, and miss those book friends who have been supporting this book......

You gave me the courage to keep going!

A blister of blood on his hands, a blister on his feet worn out by his shoes, and physical and mental exhaustion......

Looking forward to meeting you in the future, at that time, hope will not end helplessly early; There are no regrets......

Hope you all are well!

Bells in the wind