This activity of the Provincial Writers Association is a series of literary targeted poverty alleviation theme activities of literature into campus activities.

The Provincial Writers' Association invited Chu Ya also because the purpose of this trip was her hometown city, HY.

But the name of the township he went to, frankly speaking, it was the first time Chu Ya had heard it.

She said to Jun Jiuyuan, then carried an 18-inch suitcase, and then went to the Provincial Writers' Association to meet Sister Wang.

The next day, a seven-seater business car stopped at the door of the Provincial Writers' Association, and after getting into the car, she realized that Chu Ya was not the only tutor who went to give a speech this time. But Chu Ya was the only one who attended as an online writer, another was a writer who wrote poetry, and another was a senior who wrote essays.

Everyone sat in the car, talking and laughing with each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

And the only thing that makes Chu Ya a little embarrassed is that because online writers have begun to emerge in the literary field, their income has become a topic that traditional authors are most concerned about.

The news reported in the newspaper that the Tang family's three young incomes exceeded 10 million yuan, and there were also a lot. So in their eyes, the authors who can be called great gods have a very high income.

But Chu Ya didn't talk about this topic in detail, because how much she earned, she really couldn't say, she was a share, and the level of income completely depended on the number of readers' subscriptions. If the reader is willing to pay for the subscription, then her manuscript fee will be higher this month, and if the reader is unwilling, then her manuscript fee this month will be less.

Moreover, the number of readers will not be set in stone.

Some of them are halfway through and left, some are new readers, and some are die-hard readers.

Therefore, the author who is divided into the party is more likely to assess the strength of the heart.

If the income is high, it will continue to bury its head in codewords; If the income is low, I will not lose heart and lose confidence, and continue to insist on writing.

drove all the way to MBG, and the leaders of the county writers' association followed them to receive Chu Ya and their group. The township is not particularly rich, and here Chuya can even see the kind of loess brick walls, as well as green tile houses.

There are also a lot of rice fields and rape flowers, with strong nostalgia and simplicity.

After coming to the school, Chu Ya visited the school, and the first night was the speech of the other two seniors. Chu Ya was busy rushing the manuscript, so she stayed in her room that night and worked hard to write. Because she doesn't have much time to write tomorrow, she needs to participate in the local customs and learn about the local history.

When I visited a pagoda, the location of the pagoda is at the entrance of the village, and it is believed by the villagers, and incense will be burned there on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. As for the name, she really couldn't remember it clearly.

It's just that the legend of that town, listening to the leader, seems to be in the Ming Dynasty, the entire township was selling linen cloth for use all over the country. At that time, there was a white thing in the family, and everyone in the family had to wear linen clothes and white on their heads to express mourning, which was called wearing linen and filial piety. And the linen clothes here are made in this town.

Listening to their interesting biographies, looking at the ancient tower, and listening to the story of the Four Elephants Divine Beast, Chu Ya's brain hole also opened up.

What she likes most is to go to various places and listen to people from all over the world talk about local myths and stories, each place, has its history and biography, and listening to it more will not be rewarding. Moreover, these local biographies can only be heard if you listen to them yourself, and when you listen to the old man talk about those myths, you will have a sense of being there.

Then I also went to see a reservoir, a huge reservoir, and turquoise water, which made Chu Ya look at this wide lake, and suddenly felt relaxed and happy.

Many times, she can't understand, why do those people like to see the sea?

Now just looking at the huge lake, she stood on the dam, standing against the wind, the fresh breath that came to her face, the wind was a little cold but gentle, brushing her face, making her feel as if she had returned to the embrace of nature.

Living in the city for too long, surrounded by high-rise buildings.

Now I have changed places, standing on this lake dam, I can look at the mountains and green water in the distance, and my soul has been washed.

After going back for lunch, Chu Ya rested for a while, and then prepared the speech. It's been ten years since she left school, and she's no longer young. When night fell, after dinner, when she walked into the campus gate, she looked at the childish junior high school students, and suddenly felt that youth was so good.

She found that in fact, the memories of the campus are actually the happiest.

Because the place where the lecture was given was in the conference room on the top floor of the school, there were two lecturers tonight, the first of whom was a senior who wrote essays. So she went to the stage first, and Chu Ya sat on the side to sort out the speech in her notebook.

In fact, it was the first time for her to speak in front of so many people, and she was a little nervous. These innocent children will be the pillars of the motherland's future.

In these mountainous towns, they will receive information more slowly than urban children, so the Provincial Writers' Association will carry out this activity of bringing literature into the campus and invite Chu Ya, an online writer, to participate.

Soon, it was Chu Ya's turn to speak, holding the microphone, her voice was a little trembling, but it still slowly calmed down.

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"Good evening, everyone!"

"My name is Lou Xingyin, and frankly, before 2008, I never thought that I would one day embark on the road of online literature. I majored in computer science, graduated in 2001, and have been engaged in the post and telecommunications industry ever since. I have worked in postal, telecommunications, mobile, and postal savings banks. It all started in July 2008. ”

"It was a car accident that changed my life, and I was taken to the hospital, where the doctor gave the injury: a comminuted fracture of the left leg and excessive blood loss. The plan given by the hospital was a high amputation of my left leg to save my life. ”

"After I was discharged from the hospital, I couldn't do heavy work because I lost my left leg and I had to rely on crutches for all my movements. In the hospital, I could see my father's head white because of my injury, and even my mother's eyes were red and swollen all the time, and they didn't dare to cry in front of me, because I was only twenty-one years old at that time, and it was the best period of youth. ”

"Because he was disabled in a car accident, the driver was driving without a license, and he was involved in a hit-and-run. Even though I went through the judicial process and the court ruling, I still haven't received a penny of compensation. In the hospital, I didn't dare to cry in front of my parents, and I didn't even dare to think about my future. There was a time when I would have had the urge to die, because at that time, I didn't just lose my left leg. Because of my disability, my job at Japan Post Bank was also terminated from my contract, and even my boyfriend at the time, his mother, asked me to separate from her son. If this protagonist were you, how would you live? ”

When she said this, Chu Ya saw the students listening below, their attention was all attracted by her words, and she had a light smile on her face, calm and calm.

Now, when she talks about the past, she will no longer cry helplessly, because she knows that tears can't change reality.