The novel "Love Hates the Dream of Mandarin Ducks" has finally been written!

First of all. I admit and apologize. I'm not a diligent author. But I just want to write each of my own works. But after years of accumulation. The precipitation of time. A few years down. I finally have a finished work on the Internet. I would like to say to those readers who know and understand me and my work: [I, a person with only elementary school education. Able to write more than 1.4 million words of historical works. It's really not easy!" I once said to a writer: "Writing a work that satisfies you is the best explanation for the reader."

In the intermittent. Persevered for a few years. It can also be regarded as ten years of sharpening a sword.

This is a giant baby with overtime pregnancy and overdue delivery, and it is also like a finely carved jade. This work was also a novella in the original conception, but I didn't expect that the more I wrote, the more I couldn't stop the car. It was written a few years before it was posted on the site, so it took a long time to conceive.

I'm interpreting life. The eternal and mysterious theme of fate. I never thought of writing as an easy and enjoyable thing. It made me smoke a lot. Drank a lot of wine. As I get older, my hair is thinning and graying. Smoke. Wine. Hair. All of them have witnessed the arduous process of my writing. This work. It just makes me exhausted. Search for dry intestines. There are original Northeast characteristics. There is a lot of foreshadowing and suspense. In the first two chapters. It's interspersed with it. It's well-intentioned. I'm a relatively low-key person. Few relatives and friends know that I am writing a novel. Because I didn't sign a contract. Writing is slow. Plus repeated revisions. I always feel that there are shortcomings. Such works cannot be contracted either. Not contracted. It is also not possible to get preferential treatment from the website. But it doesn't matter.

What I want to say here is that .17k is a really good literary site, especially thanks to my unknown review editor, who took the trouble to tolerate my revisions. Unmodified works. Definitely not to be a good piece. Especially long-form.

This is a film with the help of a corner of history. A work that depicts the love and hatred between men and women. Lingering compassion. Tearjerker. Breath back to the bowels. It also expresses a national spirit in singing and crying.

I'm a person who doesn't like to be overly comedy. Look at the world with cold eyes. There is no comedy in the world. All are miserable! Some people say I'm pessimistic. Maybe! In fact. I also want to be an optimistic person. How can it be because of his withdrawn character! I have experienced many ups and downs, and I am still poor, and I can only silently bear all the unsatisfactory things that fate has given me! How I want to be like a cigarette soot, so easy and simple to bounce off the past, so that life can have a new beginning.

About there are banned chapters. A reader asked me if I wanted to see it. I personally don't think it's too much to write. It's just because the plot needs it. The site's lock seal also has its reasons. I don't plan to modify it yet. Deletion is painful! Teacher Mo Yan said in his classic sentence: [If there is no good wine in the world. What else does a man have to live? If a man is not in love with beauty. What else do women have to look forward to? If the marriage is only for procreation. What's too much to do? If both men and women are very peaceful. What else does a writer have to write? If literature doesn't write about wine. What else is there to see about the work? If men are not obsessed with wine. Who is willing to suffer? If the wine color is not exciting. Won't life come to an end?"

Please give me wings. I want to fly!

2017.11.8 afternoon