End of the first volume

I, Feng Niannian, a person who has deep inferiority complex in my bones; A person who has struggled in inexplicable pain for 20 years, can't die, and can't live well; A man who has achieved nothing for half a lifetime. (cross out unnecessary)

That's right, Feng Niannian is me, I am Feng Niannian. An ordinary, a little delusional, but always making mistakes and never changing his ways.

The code word has been planned for a long time, and "Maple Frost Pavilion" is a temporary idea.

Because they like the same person, more than a dozen or twenty people get together to form a small group and accompany each other.

Because of the person I liked, I met the brothers and sisters of the Feng family, and then there was the birth of "Maple Frost Pavilion".

It's naïve, I often think that way myself.

However, I believe in the power of love and example, starting with a mutilated copy of "The Romance of the Moon and Tang".

The Dream General archetype is the one we like together, and he, like many excellent people, influences us and gives us strength.

As soon as I entered the rivers and lakes, it was as deep as the sea, but unfortunately I still haven't learned a trick and a half.

The story dragged on and off for several years, and most of the brothers and sisters of the Feng family disappeared from the Internet and disappeared.

In the past two years of the epidemic, I first met Mao Sai's "Chen Qing Ling"; then came the passionate "Awakening Age"; Finally, there is the brave and fearless Hanyu Yuzuru. plus the white moonlight that has always been in my heart.

I was determined to finish the book.

Maybe it's intermittent, just to wait for a self who wants to open it.

Picking up the pen again is no longer a temporary idea of a few people.

Her original mission was clearer, but my clumsy writing didn't translate it well. The messy layout may be confusing.

There are always first times, and I comfort myself like this.

However, the inferiority complex that was engraved into my bones always made me angry with myself.

At the beginning, in order to break more self-blame, when it was 100,000 words, I was eager to try to sign a contract in my selfish heart.

Even the eldest son who is free-range used to practice his hands is also his own child, and every word is coded out in the night when others are sleeping, how can there be no reason not to feel distressed.

Fortunately, along the way, whether it is life or code words, there are always familiar and unfamiliar people who give me support and encouragement.

Loose breeding, free breeding, breaking the change, even if it is a change every other day, a change every week, chaotic change, insist on writing, is the only purpose.

I have not done anything for the world, it is the world that has redeemed me.

When I sent a postcard to a depressed person, they were pleasantly surprised by the letter and healed me.

When my characters forge ahead in the midst of difficulties, their dedication and perseverance inspire me.

The world has given me light, and I should repay it with light.

Although the strength is not enough, I hope that the moth will fight the fire, just for the instant light.

Peace and joy be to everyone.

May the brothers and sisters of the Kaede family be well.

May everyone who remembers me and who I remember be illuminated by the light.