A single chapter from Chengdu Shuangliu Airport
At this moment, the rifle is at Shuangliu Airport, that's right, it's that airport, a heroic city out of the airport of civil aviation heroes.
Arrived yesterday morning, Uncle Lou of the Gun Regiment (Lou Yiwang), King (Liu Guisong, the one who lay down on the stage) picked up the plane, drank a few catties for lunch, and then participated in the symposium here, and participated in the third Golden Panda Online Literature Award Ceremony in the evening, and met the readers of the Fighting Falcon on the spot, very excited. At ten o'clock in the evening, I drank until one o'clock in the morning, and when I got up and rushed to the airport to eat, it was time to write this single chapter, and if I got home on time, it should be more than ten o'clock in the evening.
In other words, there is basically no time to write today, but today is the last day of the month, and the last day of Fighting Falcon's last activity.
The reason why I was waiting at the airport several hours early was because I wanted to write two or three thousand words of updates. As a result, when I arrived at Shuangliu Airport, I looked at the familiar scene from the outside to the inside, and what was churning in my mind was flight 8633 and the relevant plot in the book. That stirring heart can't be quiet, the update seems to be difficult to write, and I won't be satisfied with the creation in this state.
I'd like to share some of my thoughts with you. During this time, I have been looking back at Fighting Falcon, reviewing the changes in everyone's comments from there to nothing. When I think of a person's life, looking back often helps to find solutions to problems and strengthen ideals and beliefs, especially when life is at a low point.
I have been insisting on military writing for ten years, and there are many times when I have thought about giving up and thinking about transformation. It's a lot better to make some changes, but I've asked myself countless times, do I really have to give up military writing, and if I don't write military literature, is it still a rifle? Are past efforts really not worth mentioning?
The subject matter is getting more and more difficult, as if I am the only one who is still holding on for a lot of the time, and the loneliness is very strong.
I have carefully summarized that there are two reasons why I have been able to persist until now. The first reason is that I like to write stories about the military very much, and I have a strong interest in the military. The second point is because the brothers and sisters of the gun regiment have never stopped supporting rifles for eight years, eight years! When you encounter setbacks, you think, with the support of so many brothers and sisters in the gun regiment, what difficulties can't be overcome? Just like this trip to Chengdu, isn't it the reward of perseverance?
In the remaining hours of this month, I hope that everyone will work hard to get the Fighting Falcon monthly pass and complete the "One Call and One Hundred Responses" event.
Thank you again brothers and sisters!