In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend again, and Mucha and He Miao came to the library together, which was already a must-visit place for Mucha every weekend.

After agreeing to meet at the entrance of the library at 12 o'clock, the two of them will do their own things.

The two came to the magazine area first, He Miao looked through the magazine for a while, and then went to other areas to read books, saying that they were looking for inspiration for their new novels.

Mucha continued to look at various magazines and analyze the reasons for the rejection.

It's been three weeks since the last submission, and Mucha hasn't received any news yet, which makes her a little anxious, is it because she submitted more than one manuscript, so she was rejected?

Or is it because the content of the article is too poor? Maybe it's the wrong direction?

Mucha has all kinds of speculations, but now that the manuscript has been sent out for many days, in addition to waiting, all she can do is continue to work hard.

Thinking about it no matter how much it helped, Mucha decided to submit another article to The Reader.

The last two articles she wrote were written after analyzing the sample essays of The Reader.

Looking at the last two issues of "The Reader", Mucha found a quiet corner, read carefully, and after copying some good sentences, she copied a few more samples.

Recently, when I wrote an article, Mucha found that the words and sentences she had accumulated on weekdays were really too few, and the words always did not reach the meaning, and the articles she wrote were dry.

As the saying goes, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, Mucha now sees good words and sentences, and copies them and reads them every day, believing that it is always right to write more and read more.

After copying a few sample essays, Mucha saw that there was still some time left, and planned to go to the psychology bookshelf and look at the books on character development.

While passing by a bookshelf, Mucha was accidentally bumped on the shoulder by a girl with long hair that reached her shoulder, and the girl wiped away her tears, cried and said sorry, and ran away.

Rubbing his shoulders, Mucha could only say that he was a little unlucky and actually bumped into someone else to confess.

Seeing that the boy was indifferent and turned around and continued to look for books in front of the bookshelf, Mucha glanced curiously, only to find that it was her poisonous tongue at the same table.

Seeing that Mo Shaohua was concentrating on finding books, Mucha walked a few steps quickly and went to other places.

Before Mucha could find a good book, the library would be closed at noon, and it seemed that he could only come back in the afternoon to continue his search.

Picking up the little Maza, Mucha hurried towards the door of the library, and every time she asked He Miao to wait for her, she was embarrassed.

Hearing the sound of the library's prompt, Mo Shaohua put down the book in his hand and walked leisurely towards the outside of the library.

Suddenly, a hurried figure hurriedly walked past him, Mo Shaohua looked at the slender back walking briskly in front, and inexplicably felt a little familiar, has this boy seen it anywhere.

Looking at the figure moving flexibly through the crowd, and finally walking away with a girl holding hands at the door of the library, Mo Shaohua only felt that his heart had been hit by 10,000 critical points.

Isn't that the ...... The first time I came to this small county town, I saw in this library, the boy who read carefully in the sunshine and finally stuffed me with a mouthful of dog food.

Why do you always meet him every time you come to the library?

I really want to draw a circle and curse him, so that he can eat instant noodles and never have a seasoning packet.

……

"Miaomiao, I'm embarrassed that you keep making you wait for me every time you're so fast." Seeing He Miao waiting at the door from a distance, Mucha quickly walked through the crowd, grabbed He Miao's arm and walked out of the library.

"It's okay, which of us is waiting for whom, isn't it all the same." He Miao walked down the steps with a lot of concern, "Xia Xia, I can't accompany you in the afternoon, my parents have something to ask me to go back early." ”

Stopping, Mucha anxiously asked, "Is something wrong?" Or I'll send you back. ”

"No, my parents didn't say what was going on, I'll go back and take a look first." He Miao sat on the three-wheeled car parked in front of the library, waved his hand to Mucha and left.

"Hopefully it's okay." Mucha grunted.

After He Miao left, Mucha was a little worried.

She didn't know what happened to He Miao's family, after all, she chose science in her previous life and didn't be with He Miao.

After buying a random vegetable sandwich, Mucha returned to the square in front of the library and sat on a chair in a daze.

"Forget it, I don't want to, go to school on Monday and ask He Miao, what happened, it's useless to figure it out here." Mucha cheered up, ate the vegetable sandwich cake in a few bites, and revised the article she had recently written.

Not long after, the library opened again, and Mucha took the little Maza and went straight to the psychology bookshelf.

In front of the bookshelf, Mucha stood on tiptoe and tried his best to reach the top book, "The Road Less Traveled", but after several attempts, he still couldn't reach it.

Looking left and right, there was no one to help, Mucha remembered her little maza, she stepped on the pony with one foot, tried the stability, felt that it could support her, and stepped on both feet.

Hearing only the sound of "bang", Mucha fell and squatted.

After lunch, Mo Shaohua, who didn't want to watch his parents show affection at home, came to the library after his parents' lunch break.

In the morning, he was reading in the library, but he was confessed by a girl he didn't know, so he didn't read much.

Then he said, "I don't know you," and then the girl looked at him incredulously and ran away crying.

The girl looked at her eyes at the time, as if he was a scumbag, Mo Shaohua felt a little aggrieved, he didn't do anything.

A girl he doesn't know confesses to him, is it wrong for him to refuse?

On an autumn afternoon, the sun pours in through the window lattice, shedding warmth.

Mo Shaohua walked into this antique library unhurriedly and came to the place where he read books in the morning.

As soon as he approached the psychology bookshelf, Mo Shaohua heard a "bang", and then a "Mom, I'm scared to death." ”

Mo Shaohua walked quickly to the bookshelf, and saw the boy who stuffed himself with dog food at noon, sitting on the ground, with a small Mazha next to him.

"Classmate, are you alright?" Mo Shaohua looked at the thin figure sitting on the ground and asked involuntarily.

Just now, Xiao Mazha slipped and fell, but Mucha didn't fall very painfully, but was startled, and was sitting on the ground slowly, when he heard the gentle voice of his tablemate.

Muxia, who was thinking about whether to reply, heard Mo Shaohua's voice asking again, "Classmate, do you want me to help you and go find your girlfriend?" ”

"What girlfriend?" A confused Mucha got up from the ground, turned around and asked.

Seeing the boy sitting on the ground stand up and turn around, Mo Shaohua looked shocked: "Muxia!! ”

"What a coincidence, Mo Shaohua, you also come to read the book?" Mucha smiled and straightened out her clothes.

Mo Shaohua coughed embarrassedly, looked away and said, "What a coincidence, were you okay just now?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that when I was holding the book, I accidentally stepped on the little horse." Mucha picked up the pony on the ground and set it aside.

After Mo Shaohua calmed down his embarrassment, he took the initiative to ask, "Which book do you want to take?" ”

"It's the white book on the top of the book, "The Road Less Traveled." Mucha said, pointing to a book on the shelf.

Seeing Mo Shaohua raise his arm and easily take down the book that he couldn't reach with all his might, Mucha really wanted to cut off those two long legs and grow them on himself.

Mo Shaohua pulled out the book and was about to hand it to Muxia, when he saw Muxia staring at his legs with a fierce light, and he involuntarily moved his position backwards.

Seeing that the two long legs suddenly left his sight, Mucha came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Thank you, if only I had met you earlier." ”

After thanking him, Mucha took the book from Mo Shaohua's hand, smiled at Mo Shaohua, and sat down in Xiaomazha to read the book.

Mo Shaohua glanced down at the thin figure with short hair next to him, who was already immersed in the book, and also took out his unfinished book from the bookshelf and continued to look.

Feeling that the gaze that fell on him was no longer there, Mucha breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help laughing in his heart, "Hey, hey, as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed." ”

Then, Mucha looked up left and right, and when he didn't see Mo Shaohua's figure, he also looked at the book seriously.

The book in Mucha's hand is a popular psychological work, and it is also a great psychological work.

Turning the first page of the text, Mucha was attracted by the first sentence of the book.

Self-discipline is the most important tool to solve life's problems, and it is also the most important way to eliminate life's pain.

What is Self-Discipline? How can we eliminate the pain of life through self-discipline?

It turns out that self-discipline is to take the initiative to ask yourself to bear the pain and solve the problem with a positive attitude.

Mucha pressed her hands to the book, her mind sinking deep into memories.

In her previous life, she always had a negative attitude towards learning and life.

She makes herself sad every day, as if everyone else owes her something.

Although Mucha also knew at that time that his negative and pessimistic attitude was related to the family environment in which he grew up, and perhaps also related to the lack of educational resources.

But she doesn't know that what should have happened has happened, what should have been formed has been formed, and only by acknowledging the reality, facing it bravely, and adjusting herself with a positive attitude, will her future have infinite possibilities.

Because of her negative inferiority, she will not use the resources around her, resulting in too little reading and insufficient cognition, which forms a vicious circle, and she is more negative and inferior, and the most beautiful and hard-working years are spent in this decadence.

Later, he never worked hard to change his life, he had to get by, until he was reborn, and the farthest place he went was only his own provincial capital.

"I'm sorry, I won't be this time, I will face it positively, the great rivers and mountains of the motherland are still waiting for me to explore." Mucha covered her face with her hands, tears streaming from her fingers and falling onto the book, wetting the paper.

Mo Shaohua, who was reading a book on the other side of the stone pillar, heard a low sobbing sound, and he didn't want to pay attention to it, but the crying sound was really worrying.

Mo Shaohua looked around, and found the thin figure sitting on the small pony, shaking his shoulders constantly, so he stepped forward, "Muxia, are you okay?"

Seeing the crying figure, he suddenly paused, Mo Shaohua gently pulled out the book pressed under Muxia's arm, looked at the contents of the paper soaked with tears, and his eyes sank.