Today, I participated in my daughter's June 1st festival activities, watched the children dance immaturely, and watched the children of the whole school happily release the balloons of their dreams, I was inexplicably moved.

Xie Luxie's daughter gave me a dream, in her eyes, I am a writer - in fact, I know that I am not even a street writer.

The child's dream is to become a painter, and now he has just passed the national art level 3 exam. She's cheering me on, Dad, you're going to write a good novel! My dream is to try to write better and better for my friends.

That small stage carried my daughter's beating posture, and the starting point also provided me with a world. All the friends who support the fish are the Optimus Pillars that support this piece of heaven and earth. Without your subscriptions, tips, votes, clicks, and favorites, I would never have stood still.

The drunken fish is too stupid, and the progress is slow, and the three books come over five million, and there is little progress. However, the fish will not be eunuchs, will not give up, you have given me this small piece of sky, I will work hard to fight a bigger piece, a piece.

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