That's all over, should I write myself an afterword?

When I read novels in middle school, I couldn't wait for those authors to update 80,000 words a day, and then I wrote them myself before I realized that writing essays was really a long and boring thing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info requires great perseverance to complete, so there are countless people who abandon the pit.

Because I can no longer find a belief to support myself and write it down.

Fortunately, I have always liked my stories, and fortunately, I am just a college student, and I spare two hours a day to type in my spare time, and I can earn full attendance for a month. It's really what keeps me writing.

The things I like, my view of love, my values, are all different from others, maybe everyone is a different leaf, but I feel that I am a leaf on another tree. There are a small number of people who are similar to me, but only and always will be a very small number.

I admire those authors who have written many full-length novels, I used to look at fast food online articles, like many people, I didn't have much admiration, but now I feel that this is how difficult it is.

I read a post before that said that the Tang family has not been changed for ten years. I was shocked at the time, ten years, a whole ten years, not ten days and half a month, he can stick to one thing for ten years, not to mention his books, just this perseverance, I think few people can do it.

Fast-paced, fast-paced is what today's society represents.

In the past, family letters were worth tens of thousands of dollars, but now, a phone call can be solved, it is more convenient, and it has become a global village, but why do I think the ancients said that distant relatives are not as ironic as close neighbors? People in the city often live on the opposite side and don't know each other.

I do things in a hurry, urgently, I am interested in everything for a few days, I like Chinese since I was a child, but Chinese classes are like that, I listen to sleep, I wake up and listen, I like to write essays, but the number of words is too small for me to write, watching TV I feel that I want to control the fate of others, some stories are formed in my mind will not be laughed over, but want to write down. That's the mindset I had when I first wanted to be a writer.

I used to think that everything was very simple, it was really good to be young and frivolous, there was no psychological burden, and I could take it for granted that after being hit by reality, I found that many things turned out to be fruitless even after hard work. Not to mention that I thought I could get it easily!

Xianyang has a good weather today, yesterday a game was played by someone who asked me where I went to school, I said Xianyang, he hadn't heard of it...... Chinese there are still people who don't know Qin Shi Huang...... Kill me.

Originally, I wanted to continue writing essays, but after my junior year, my professional classes came one after another, and the classes were foggy, and there were sixteen cameras in one class for exams, and countless sadomasochistic feelings popped up in my head, so I was forced to press down.

Without hesitation, I have written until now, collecting dozens, and there are three people who have been buying the genuine version to see now.

I don't even know why the editor asked me to sign a contract, because I'm a science student, although I like to learn Chinese, but the conditions are there, and I'm not talented, and then I don't read much online articles, plot arrangements or whatever, I can think of where to write, and now I read this article by myself, the form is scattered, chaotic, the character building fails, and the writing is naïve......

Yes...... It's just that I'm criticized by myself.

The editor always posts news in the space, so that you can see the red text, the red text, the red text, the starting point is prevalent in the palace and the house, farming and business, I also know this, but I just like the theme of the unpopular and cold. I have said a lot at the end of the article, all the way to the present, you must have found that I am a typical female man, yes, it is a female man who carries a large bucket of mineral water to the sixth floor.

Still a college dog.

There is no experience in farming and business, and the palace is fighting in the house...... I can't fight. Downloaded a few house fighting texts, I was deeply surrendered by the author's wisdom, I'm a little white, it's really not suitable to stay at the starting point.

I found that people only write real stories after experiencing some things, and my imagination can't be reflected on the president, but I can imagine freely in the world of gods, demons, fairies and demons. If Pu Songling is still here, I will definitely be able to be good friends with him. Hey......

The Witch Falls into the Six Realms...... Uh, well, the name of my book started out as Flooded Quicksand. The editor said that it was too literary, so I changed it, I really didn't know what to change, so I started it randomly, this name ...... Can I say that I have a habit of poetry and books......

This naïve worldview can be regarded as an explanation to the twenty-one-year-old self.

In fact, when this worldview was first structured, I was sixteen years old. When I was a freshman in high school, at that age, it was really like a flower, and I wanted to write the story of the Emperor of the Heavenly Gods and the Supreme of the Demon Realm, and I wrote about it countless times, and when I was seventeen years old, I said that I must give myself an explanation before I became an adult.

As a result, I was twenty-one years old by the time I finished this confession...... Twenty-one......

Six years, that's it, what I wrote is not satisfactory, and there is no way, people are slowly maturing, although I am indeed a stupid bird.

Don't fly first.

Xuan Mo's character is the boy I like, from the age of sixteen to twenty-one, his eyebrows and eyes have always been in my heart. Of course, this is a one-sided liking, he has never liked me, no matter how much I am touched by my kindness to him.

Yesterday, I said to Gigi that when I was a sophomore in high school, I dreamed that he had a fever and fell into a coma, and he took care of him without undressing, and after he opened his eyes, the first thing he said to me was gentle and gentle: "You won." ”

In the dream, I finally cried, but when I woke up, I found that it was just a dream of Nanke.

Yesterday I translated it out, dated April 29, 2012.

In the past four years, the dream has not come true, and I still haven't won.

In fact, it can't be said that Xuan Mo is him, that hazy feeling, I don't know how many people understand, just like Wuji, I portrayed it according to the boy who has the best relationship with me, but in the end, it was written, and I found that they were not like each other at all.

It's like a writer who said that when he was writing a novel, one of the main characters died, and he cried so much, I didn't understand it at the time, but now, I think the characters in the novel have spirituality.

For example, now, my story is over, but I feel that Xuan Mo and Su Sha are jumping on my keyboard, Wuji is a wolf, why is Ning Huai so affectionate, I can think of my characters with my eyes closed, what will they do if I don't write this story? Could the world in this book really be a world?

The entire Six Realms, which are so complicated, are distorted and connected together by me, a little white writer, and I am urged to move forward by the cranky thoughts of the sixteen-year-old. (To be continued.) )