I finally got a recommendation ticket, and I was crazy with joy. Special thanks to the dear who voted for me, the precious first vote. Someone else voted for me seven times in one go, and I was moved to tears. I came to the starting point to taste the courage, I am ready to be lonely, and only by enduring loneliness can I stand up to worship.

Today, I found someone to make a cover for "The Legend of Jiangzhu", and I couldn't put down the two covers, and I couldn't choose, so I posted it on Wei Bo to ask for everyone's opinions, and the result was that one of them fell to the ground, and I preferred the other one before. I immediately suspected that there was something wrong with my aesthetics. The person who made the cover told me that it was just an aesthetic difference, and that I finally had a reason to forgive myself. I'll officially upload my cover tomorrow and choose the one that everyone likes. Looking forward to it?

Thank you very much for giving me spiritual encouragement and support at the beginning of this novel, reading it every day, and giving me feedback on my feelings after reading, for a person who writes, what is more joyful than having someone talk to you about the content of the novel? Ha Luha, let me share with you the story of my childhood. When I was a child, I wrote down the stories I wanted to write in my notebook and asked my younger siblings to read them, but my sister said that when she saw the book, she had a headache and refused, so she had to ask her younger brother to read it. My brother was not happy either, so I had to give him an IOU every time, and after reading my book, I would give him as much as I wanted. Ha Luha, when I grew up, my brother told me that every time I think back to this scene when I was a child, I think it was a nightmare. Since he was a child, he reflexively avoided novels. We're whoosh!

Today's online writers are actually very happy, and they can more or less meet a few readers when they write and post on the Internet. Someone who reads your text and has some empathy is enough for a lifetime. I am often asked by my relatives and friends how much money I make writing essays, and I am really ashamed. At the beginning of writing, it was indeed with a utilitarian color, all of which were some dreams of fame and boundlessness, but now that I have grown up, I have experienced more things, and people have calmed down, and I know what is outside the body of fame and fortune, and it is a pleasure to meet a few friends who know each other in life. If you accidentally read my essay one day and think that I wrote well, I am very grateful.

Why do you have to know each other when you meet, you are brothers all over the world. I wish myself more and more spacious on the road of writing, and I also wish everyone good health, family happiness, smooth work, and all the best.