Showers of rain, bursts of time urging forward, and forward.

Even when I read and write every day, there was always a kind of uneasiness in my heart, and I wandered in front of the bookshelf for a long time, watching the pots of cute little plants barely grow, and time disappeared on them.

I really envy it, but I'm different, when I don't read, I have a kind of nervous panic, it's difficult to be humane, and I can't figure it out by myself, and the solution I find is to read, write, and try the type I haven't read...... Etcetera.

Immerse yourself in sponge-like absorption and reabsorption, and even if you use too much force in vain, you can calm the uneasiness in your heart a little.

Maybe it's just a matter of age.

My grandfather wouldn't have been as worried as I was, my grandfather was studying late, and my mother said that my grandfather didn't start reading until he was about 30 years old, and before that, he was just a person who didn't think about buying a book to read.

Now, anyone who sees his grandfather knows that he is a person who loves to read, and his memory is not bad, and he can talk about the books he has read and the books he has sold.

He said that this is just selling books for a long time, and many of them are just from book buyers, or everyone remembers something they are interested in when they talk about books, but that's it.

This sentence is just so ashamed of my generation.

While Momo sorted out these chattering thoughts, he stood by the bookshelf and flipped from book to book.

Looking for a book of prose for a rainy day, or a collection of poems, I ended up choosing Robert Jordan's "The Wheel of Time".

"The Wheel of Time" is about a world where light and darkness are opposed, and good and evil are engaged in a never-ending battle.

This is a world woven by the wheel of time, where the years come and go like the wind, the remnants of memories become legends, legends slowly become myths, and when the era of its birth comes in a cycle again, even myths have long been forgotten.

In an era called the Third Age, the new era has not yet arrived, and the old one has long since passed. A gust of wind blew in the Doomsday Mountains. This gust of wind does not begin, and the rotation of the wheel of time has neither beginning nor end. But it's also a starting ......."

In the world of the Wheel of Time, time is a wheel with seven spokes. Each spoke is an epoch. As the spokes turned, so did the epochs. Each epoch is very long, so although this wheel has only seven spokes, by the time it turns around, the previous epoch is often long forgotten.

Is it the same with books? Only those truly great works are woven in time, even if they go through a long era, they are still as vivid as new as time, people will forget a lot, epochs change, new replaces old, trends change, and there is always something to remember.

For example, those fairy tales from various countries, it really seems that there is a congenital model that Plato said, everyone can draw a gourd according to their personal talent and the amount of memory, and I still learned about this model for the first time from Zhang Zongzi's "To the Secretary".

This kind of innate model in the mind may be the forgotten memory of each era.

It has changed, and it has not changed.

Before I knew it, I was startled, not because Douzi suddenly appeared behind me silently, but because I didn't hear the sound of the wind chimes shaking at the door entering the house.

"Look at the way you are focused, like a college scholar. But ah, the security in Pudong is excellent, and people like you don't have to worry too much. ”

Douzi jokingly said, and my nervous mood finally relaxed a lot.

"You're probably not a bean either, it's good to change your name to a mouse, your voice is so soft, I really didn't pay attention at all."

"Lixia, you're so involved in reading, you're actually watching fantasy." Douzi snatched the book from my hand, ""The Wheel of Time" is also a work I like very much, no, Lixia, aren't you writing science fiction? Why are you going to change your career to fantasy? ”

"I'm going to write fantasy when I read a fantasy book? That's an exaggeration, isn't it? ”

"So do you participate in this year's science fiction essay contest?"

"I ......"

I don't know how to answer, participate? Is it all about participation?

As long as you participate, you will complete the mission.

After all, I'm also the author of this book.

Maybe there are fewer entries this year?

Maybe there's a chance?

Maybe......

"In short, if you don't contribute, you must not have it." The bean's words woke up the dreamer. "What are you thinking? Is it already closed? ”

Douzi's expression suddenly became serious, and I hurriedly shook my head, "No, no, most of the annual science fiction essays are in the second half of the year, that ...... Right now...... There is no deadline yet. ”

Douzi breathed a sigh of relief, and he seemed to care more about the submission than I did, "That's good." ”

Douzi said as he returned the book to me, "Actually, I thought about one thing. ”

Beanzi is a bit mysterious, but he has never been the kind of person who likes to talk half-sentences, and he will naturally say it thoroughly when he has an idea.

"What have you thought about? Let's hear it. I closed the book and sat down across from him, my chin resting on my cheek.

"I'm afraid Lixia doesn't want to." Beanzi pursed his lips.

"If you have anything, you can say it first, whether you want it or not is a later story, say it first, I don't like to sell Guanzi."

"Has Lixia read the online article?" The beans slowly spoke.

"Web text?" I shook my head, "Not much, I've only read a handful of online articles." ”

"Chendong? Squid who loves to dive? So have you heard of "Full Time Master"? What about potatoes? Have you read these online articles? ”

"That...... I have read "Langya Bang" and know "Jiang Ye", but by the way, I have heard of a book called "The 4.6 Billion Ensemble of Evolution", which has more than 8 million words. ”

"Well, I want to say that if Lixia wants to write fantasy, it may be a more suitable platform in China...... Or an online text platform. ”

"I see." I finally understand why Douzi suddenly became serious, indeed, if I really want to write fantasy, this is a difficult thing, science fiction is still relatively popular at present, especially after Liu Cixin's "Three-Body Problem" and Hao Jingfang's "Beijing Folding" won the Hugo Award, science fiction is becoming more and more popular in China, and publishing houses are more willing to publish science fiction, and various platforms are also willing to train new talents, but there are fewer resources for fantasy.

"It seems that 'Painting' can be submitted to fantasy works." I remembered that Jiangnan's "Dragon Family" was first serialized in "Painting".

""Dragon Clan" is really good, I was waiting to buy "Painting" at the time, didn't I chase it with Lixia for a while."

"Well, I love Dragons too."

"You can try to write a book at the starting point, if Lixia wants to write fantasy."

"Starting point reading?" I asked.

"That's right, starting point reading, I like a lot of authors at the starting point, do you want to try it in Lixia?"