I'm busy with a sad thing today.,Suddenly I received a starting point of the background station short.,Click on it to see.,It's actually a notice that it will be on the shelves tomorrow.,Look at the day.,Today happens to be Thanksgiving.。

Since it's Thanksgiving, it's natural to have a look at the occasion, and there are indeed many people who need to be thankful.

First of all, I would like to thank my editor-in-charge, Danqing, without his initial affirmation, this book would not have been possible to get to this point, and it is very likely that he would be lame and paralyzed after taking two steps. As an editor myself, I deeply understand the complicated and hectic state of editorial work. In this case, he was able to answer all questions, and I believe that he is like this to all authors, which is really commendable, and I salute him. I hope that the results of this book are not too sorry for him, otherwise I will be ashamed.

I would also like to express my deep gratitude to my readers, without your support, this book would not have been able to get to this point and would not have a future. I know I don't have many readers, but it doesn't matter, bosom friend, two or three sons are enough! Every one of your collections, every recommendation, every book review is the motivation to support me to write. It's nice to know that your work is appreciated and noticed!

Who else needs to be grateful? Writing this, I seem to have such a scene in my mind: a mountain village, a dim lamp, an old man, and fireflies outside the window...... I remember that the midsummer nights were always long, and I always had trouble sleeping, so I snuggled up to my grandfather and pestered him to listen to stories. My grandfather was very old and illiterate at that time, but he was unusually well-read and memorized, as long as he heard the vernacular once, and watched the drama once, he could tell it vividly. I was always not satisfied, and I listened to one and more, and he always smiled bitterly and sighed helplessly, and started a new story in a gentle voice, until I fell asleep. Presumably, at that time, in order to appease this beloved little grandson, he must have searched his intestines and racked his brains!

An old farmer who has lived in a mountain village all his life, naturally he doesn't know what Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales are, and he doesn't know any revolutionary stories, and all he is interested in are the absurd gods and monsters, immortals, immortals, Buddhas, and Buddhas played in the play. As a result, Chang'e ran to the moon, the white snake repaid the favor, and the fox fairy tree spirit became the mysterious world that I thought about day and night when I was a child.

These fantasy stories that I had in mind back then were like a seed planted in my heart. But this seed has never germinated, and the cold reality and trivial life are like layers of floating soil that continue to cover it up until it is buried in the ground. Later, the tree that sowed the seed fell down and decayed over time, but it still did not sprout and was buried deeper and deeper. Underground, there are many such seeds, some are rotten, some are petrified, and its fate should have been like this.

But who would have predicted that a chance spring rain, perhaps containing some special element, would actually awaken this long-dormant and decaying seed, which struggled and desperately sprouted out of the ground, a little new green. This new greenery, perhaps, no, is very likely not to grow into a big tree in the forest, just a miscellaneous flower, a wild tree in the boundless forest. But it's precious enough, after all, it still has the opportunity to participate in the spring and enjoy the breeze, which is already very grateful.

Thanksgiving for the gift of the tree, thanksgiving for the spring rain, and thanksgiving for the encouragement of spring......

The above is pure nonsense, since it is gratitude, let's come to something practical, after tomorrow on the shelves, I promise that the day will be five more, in order to pay bosom friends!

Everyone, if you have a subscription, a commuter pass, or a recommendation, please bow deeply!!