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I finally finished writing "Rotten Village", a novel of less than 400,000 words, but it took me almost a year. Almost along the lines of the novel's chapters from winter to autumn.

When I finally finished writing, it was about ten o'clock in the middle of autumn night. Outside, it was raining the kind of rotten grain piles that were endless. The raindrops hit the iron roof of the attic on the roof, which amplified the sound of dripping and dripping, and also amplified the coldness and bleakness of autumn.

Closing the computer, I felt like I had gone through an arduous trek and a heavy journey.

Most of the characters in the novel come from the villages where I once lived, the people who shared the same sky and drank the same river water as me. Those old people who watched me grow up, children I watched grow up, my lovely folks who made me feel distressed.

There were chapters that were written with tears in my eyes, and instead of the thrill of relief, there was an indescribable heaviness.

I know that novels like mine are not suitable for the current online literature ecology, and they are also a bit against the trend, and in the end they may just not be able to see them.

But I spent a lot of effort to write it, I just hope that more people can see and understand the reality of the countryside and there is such a group of people outside the mainstream vision.

My writing is limited, and although I have a lot of words in my chest, I can't vividly show what I want to express to you. This is my limited ability and my biggest regret.

I don't follow trends, I just want to stick to my original intention of writing. Let people see the loneliness behind the prosperity, and also see the status quo of some low temperatures. After all, we can't just see singing and dancing, and we can't just indulge in imagination.

I'm not a pessimist, although my words are a bit cold. But I believe that only by touching the current situation of low temperatures can we walk together warmly.

In the end, I didn't manage to write the expected 600,000 words, and such a novel is a drop of water compared to those works of gods with millions of words. I'm just a codeword creep, and as long as someone likes me, I'll walk this path.

If you like my "Rotten Village", please tell your friends and family, and if they like it too, please tell more people.

The snow in the cold river has always been there, and I look forward to walking with you warmly.

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