After the last word was finished, I spread my hands, leaned back, breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally finished the yard.

I never thought I'd finish the book, and I still find it incredible to be done. However, it is true, I read it in Xiaohua and completed the first novel in my life.

It's good to meet Xiaohua to read.

Since I was in junior high school, I have been exposed to all kinds of youth literature, and now I have read all the famous books. Because I was afraid that my parents would say that I was not doing my job, I had done things that many people had done, and sometimes I was blinded under the quilt in the middle of the night and read at night by the dim light of a flashlight. Of course, I know that's not right. However, this reading was a breeding ground that gave me the idea that it would be nice if I could write too.

I also want to write those sad or sweet or dreamy stories in my heart and share them with everyone.

This is an idea I started to have when I was a teenager, and when I was in my twenties, I was lucky enough to meet Mr. Su, and she gave me this opportunity to realize this dream.

When I actually started writing, I realized that it was not so easy to write what I thought in my heart. When I was carvining, I would turn my head to see what the girl next to me was doing, sometimes she was thinking like a spring of thought, writing hard, and sometimes she was scratching her ears and cheeks like me, and she couldn't write. I'd tease her, talk to her, and then go back to the computer screen and meditate.

I once had a very serious Carvin, and I turned my head to see Wan Qiao facing the computer screen with a strange expression, and his hands were covering his face from time to time. I asked her, what are you doing? She replied hurriedly, don't bother me, I'm writing the kiss scene of the male and female protagonists, and my scalp is numb when I write it. I couldn't help but wonder.

In Xiaohua Reading, if someone is working hard with you, and everyone is working hard, you will not be so willing to give up.

This is an extremely girly story.,The encounter between the male and female protagonists is something I've always wanted to happen to me.,I handwritten my heart.,My inspiration has always come from my emotions.。

I showed my story to my friends.

She asked, have you experienced all of this? How did you come up with it?

Maybe the episodes in the book didn't happen to me, but they did give me some feelings. Girlish feelings are always poetry, and I hope to carefully preserve my poetic girlish feelings through this book, which I have in my teens and twenties, and I hope that it will always be with me when I am in my thirties.

As I was at home as the sun was setting and dusk, I turned my head to look out the window, and the first thing that caught my eye was a low hill with grass swaying in the wind. Then there is a small pond with a calm surface wrinkled by the wind.

The green mountains are changeable, the water is charming, and the thousands of rivers and mountains are always love, but there are mountains and rivers to testify.

If you're like me and have always had a story you want to write, then don't hesitate to write it down.

Over the clouds and rain