"I came from the mountains, brought orchids and plants, and planted them in a small garden, hoping that the flowers would bloom early. I watch it three times a day, and it takes a lot of time. The orchids are still there, and there is not a single bud. ”

This children's song,Exhausted my mood of writing online articles,Since I wrote this novel about love,Posted on the platform of the starting point female frequency,Selected by our cute editors,Why don't I read it three times a day?

It's almost impossible to count how many times.

Caring is chaotic, not fake at all.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the protagonist of my novel, Pan Xiaoni, is not one of my orchids?

I let her grow up in the wind and rain and float in the world.

After letting her love and hate, cry and laugh, she still does not forget that she is a orchid, and she must be a humble gentleman and not be impregnated by the filth of the world. People who really love flowers, understand flowers, pity flowers, and cherish flowers can live a wonderful life.

It can be said that I also care for her and take good care of her.

I'm afraid she's not good enough to be liked by readers.

Whether you can write well is a matter of personal ability, and writing with heart is a matter of personal quality.

Although the power cannot be reached, the heart yearns for it.

Good and bad, I have taken care of it, and I ask readers to forgive the shortcomings of this book.

Everyone longs to be liked and loved.

The same goes for me and my books.

Please support and love those who read this book, thank you.