I opened the book in early August, but I didn't expect it to stick to it until now.

It's been almost five months since I wrote it!

In fact, the main reason why I have been able to write this book until now is because of the dream in my heart.

In March of this year, out of boredom, I wrote a book called, "There's an Otherworldly Passage Under My Bed."

On a whim, there is no outline or anything, and because it is the first time to write a book, the ability to express words is always a little light, you will know it after reading it!

Then, after realizing that I didn't know what to write, I was silent for five months, and I wanted to write a book again, and what to write, so follow the burning feeling in my heart and write a book about the world and characters I like.

When I was a child, I was obsessed with martial arts, and there were my favorite martial arts books hidden in hidden corners of the house.

I still remember a copy, Tianma frost clothes, white cherished incense. That's the heroine who I really like and never forget.

When I was a little older, I always liked to spend five cents in a rental house, sit for an afternoon, and look at the very popular Son of Light, Tianpeng.

Until now, I still have an antique-level Tianpeng Zongheng, which survived and kept it at home.

As for the other big books, they were packed into a big box by my mother, dozens of books, and sold for scrap。。。。。。

When I was a child, when martial arts were hot, I used to fantasize about going to the end of the world with a sword, and when I was a little older, I became obsessed with the immortality of immortal cultivators.

For example: a sword of brilliance across thousands of states

I was also stupid at night, sitting alone on the bed, relaxing my whole body, feeling the true qi, the aura, and imagining that I was a genius and an immortal cultivator.

But I didn't feel it, or I wouldn't have been sitting here writing a book(╥_╥).

Eventually, after graduating from college and having a stable worldview, I still believe that these things exist.

I once watched a video on Weibo called how small the earth is, and after watching it, I realized that I was sitting in a well and watching the sky, and the earth is too small in the universe.

It's like an insignificant speck of dust.

So, my heart is on fire again.

Maybe on the other side of the universe, there is the civilization of your dreams that aims to train yourself and transcend yourself.

At this time, I finally became deeply interested in the belief in the gods in the West.

In this age of science, the only energy that can last forever in time may be faith.

Therefore, I also wondered whether there was a Holy Spirit in the Vatican that survived with the help of faith.

And in the depths of the earth, in the oceans, under the earth, is there something that makes us immortal?

Because of my age, I feel the passage of time, and I can't bear the beauty in my heart, my family, friends, and my wife who doesn't know where the future is, and finally leave.

There is a saying that a person's immortality, what use do I want it to have?

So, let me write a book, build a real world, and let my souls, my family, and the readers of this world rest in peace.

Wait until later, a few years, (depending on how fast you make money). I think I will ask someone to design an imaginary gorse emblem and a map of the world I imagined in detail.

In detail, hundreds of villages, dozens of towns, village chiefs, nobles, peasants, and other forces and place names in Plantagenet City will be constructed.

When the time comes, a notification will be sent in the profile and in the group.

You may laugh at my Form 2, but this is my dream. I can't bear the fact that my family, my friends, myself, these good things in my heart finally disappear in the river of time.

I don't know, but now that I know, at least try my best, maybe after death, my soul can really sleep there.

And at the right time, human beings are exploring the vast universe and discovering inexplicable energy, maybe we will eventually wake up!

Maybe it's because the writing is still a little immature, but my enthusiasm and feelings are all poured into it.

Maybe there will never be anything in the future that makes me pour my heart and soul into it.

When I wrote this, I suddenly remembered that in mid-August, when there were only a dozen chapters, a reader was leaving a message to me, saying that I wanted to see the territory construction, the battle for hegemony, why should I leave.

I also explained in detail at the time, telling him that after going to sea, I would start looking for a place to build.

And now, I don't know if he remembers leaving me that message.

The author is 25 years old, the most necessary time of his life to be busy. Get married, work, have children, and make money to give your parents a good old age.

One day in the future, I may focus on other things, maybe sink into life, or maybe I get tired and pause for a while.

And some of you, like a joke, may forget about the book and go about your life.

However, I will definitely finish this book.

This is my promise to you! and to myself!

This book is my dream, my heart is boiling.

May you all be well.

Even if something goes wrong, or even sinks.

Or one day, like the repentant Rand, who roared "A knight will never die with his bare hands", that faith defeats suffering.

So, goodbye, my dear book friends.

I only hope that the bright gorse will bloom in everyone's heart.

Gorse!

Never wither!!

December 28, 2017

22:58.

Written in the bedroom at home, hereby nostalgic.