(a)

We have been waiting near the post box. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

We watched as the postman came over and opened the mailbox.

He was startled by the sheer volume of letters pouring out of the mailbox. Obviously, there had never been so many letters here before.

He was amazed for a moment, then picked up the letters from the ground and put them in the pouch.

We watched as he locked his mailbox and got on his bike.

We watched him disappear crookedly into the twilight with his heavy pouch.

We each imagined what it would be like when the person who got the reply opened the letter.

That's when I hear you ask, "Do you feel a little happier after sending so many blessings to others?" ”

I look back at you. Your eyes look straight into my eyes. Your gaze falls on my heart.

You say, "It's a blessing to hear your own words in the world and to be able to respond." To be able to give someone that kind of response is just as happy. ”

You say, "People are lonely, so they need support." ”

You say, "When you give support to others, you yourself are supported." ”

Say, "The name of help is mutual." When you give, you get. ”

You say, "Respond to the world." When you start responding, you'll break through the cage of loneliness. ”

That's what you said to me in the days when I first got my taste of fame.

In this life, in the eyes of outsiders, you have always been an "unhealthy" factor for me. Our relationships are often seen as "unhealthy".

But if you're "unhealthy," what is healthy?

What is?

(b)

During that month, I received a lot of letters every day. We also replied a lot together.

One day, inside the newly arrived letter, two envelopes caught your attention.

You say, "Heart, look at this." ”

You handed me two envelopes, one in English and one in traditional Chinese, with stamps bearing the portrait of Queen Elizabeth of the United Kingdom. They are from Hong Kong.

In both letters, I saw two letters of request.

Below the letter of request are the reduced copy pages and related materials of the two journals, and below are the standards and contract terms.

I looked at you suspiciously, and I said, "What is this?" ”

You said, "It's a letter of request from two Hong Kong publications." They ask you if you'd be interested in writing a column for them. Look at our world with the innocent eyes of a girl, show our world, and show the inner world of a girl to our world? ”

I said, "Ask me to write a column?" ”

You say, "Hmm." If you wish, you can write back to them and they will send you a contract or come and see you. ”

You look at the letter and say, "Because you're a minor, you need your guardian to sign the contract as well." ”

You ask me, "Would you like to?" ”

You said, "These two magazines, which are more famous in Hong Kong, are relatively decent magazines. Their supplements are also more literary. ”

I said, "Should I write?" ”

You say, "If you like it, if you write something that helps people to be kind and tolerant, if it doesn't delay your study time." ”

I said, "Do you think I can go in this direction?" Professional Writer? ”

You nodded. You say, "I think so." More than that. It's just very possible. ”

I hesitated.

You say, "What are your concerns?" Are you afraid that the guardian will not sign? ”

I shook my head. I said, "Not really." It's just, it's just that my heart is now in turmoil, and it's dark and fearful, and I'm afraid I can't write the kind of thing they want. I'm afraid that the words are still too dark, not like the heart of a girl as people understand it. ”

You say, "Try it?" There are often such writers, when he doesn't hold a pen, he is just those ordinary people on the street, but when he picks up the pen, courage will rise from his heart, he will be reborn, and the better self within him will appear and shine. ”

You say, "Try it." Writing, like a good sculptor, can help that better inner to come out of the shell. ”

And just like that, I started my career as a commercial writer.

I started to become a writer.

From the very first time I wrote something, I never wrote it for the sake of fame, for the sake of getting rich, for the sake of fame. From the first part, I wrote to make people's hearts tend to be warm, kind, tolerant, and wise.

That's what I really wanted to do. This original intention was formed under your affirmation and inspiration.

I won't go against it. No matter how much time has passed, no matter how circumstances have changed. Because I love you.

Over the next 10 years of my writing career, I did get firsthand what you were saying.

When I put down my pen, I was just an ordinary woman in the crowd. However, when I lift the pen, the inner warrior will come out of his shell and show his brilliance.

(c)

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Everything is so good.

(iv)

"I'm witnessing intense pain. Sooner or later, I will fall into such pain. May I experience and understand the pain into which all life in the world will fall because of this witness. May I have great compassion. ”

Kaohsiung read this sentence on a note.

He asks you, "Who wrote this?" ”

You say, "She wrote it." ”

Kaohsiung said: "Heart? ”

You nodded.

Kaohsiung read the rest of the text. "I didn't expect her to have such a wide range of sympathy," he said. ”

Kaohsiung said: "She writes very well. You're right, she writes smoothly and skillfully, and her expression is like a spring bubbling from the heart, without any deliberate reluctance. She's fit to be a writer. ”

You say, "And this, a little story she wrote casually." Want to see it? ”

You say, "She has a habit of writing down some good sentences on a piece of paper and throwing them into this carton when something good comes to mind." When the box was almost full, she wrote a story and put the sentences into the story. ”

Kaohsiung looked down at the little story you handed him:

There was a princess of the forest, who loved a statue of a god in the temple since she was a child, and vowed to stay in this temple for the rest of her life and be the priestess of this god.

But then the king and queen did not approve of her wishes, and she was married to the king of a neighboring country.

As the years passed, she still loved the god.

Her reluctance to give up makes her in-laws' family very jealous.

Finally, one day the in-laws decided to punish her for her infidelity of consciousness and decided to poison her with poisoned wine.

Who knows, this princess took the poisoned wine, not only did not feel sad, but on the contrary felt very happy.

She drank the poisoned wine, then she threw the glass and began to sing and dance.

In her dying song, the gods finally appeared.

The princess then said to the deity who appeared, "If you accept me, let me be in your heart." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned into a ray of light, and melted into the vast mind of the gods.

After reading this, there was silence for a long time. Kaohsiung said: "She and you are one. If you have something, just be afraid, she will have a hard time bearing. ”

You say, "Yes." After all, she was still too young and not strong enough. ”

You say, "She still needs help after I die." ”

Kaohsiung said: "I'm afraid that she will close herself off and not accept help from others." ”

You look at him.

You say, "Then someone needs to break her isolation and send help to her heart." ”

Kaohsiung said: "She will resist." ”

You look at him and say, "Yes." ”

Kaohsiung looks into your eyes.

He then said, "But, no matter what, I'll help her." I will break her closure and allow her to come out. ”

He said, "Don't worry, I'll do it." ”