Dear readers,

First of all, I would like to express my gratitude to all of you, it is because of your support and encouragement that Polaroid has the motivation to write. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ever since I was very young, I have loved to write stories on paper, and I will write everything that I dream about in my dreams and what my elders have told me...... Growing up, this desire to write became even stronger.

I have always admired Mr. Jin Yong's heroes and rivers and lakes, he is an idol that I have admired since I was a child. In addition to admiration, more gratitude, thank you for opening the door to the martial arts world for me, thank you for writing to readers such a perfect Ren Yingying (Yingying is my favorite heroine of the novel), thank you for writing a world where no one is unjust and evil (from a letter from Mr. Chen Shixiang to Mr. Jin Yong in 1966, which is a review of "Dragon Babu"), and wrote the Dragon Babu that I never get tired of reading.

When I was a child, my mother hugged me in her arms and watched TV, and when I saw Azhu die by mistake at the hands of Xiao Feng (I watched the version of Teacher Huang Rihua), I couldn't stop crying, and no one could coax me. At that time, I was about five years old. Although I am not sensible, I know that Brother Xiao's Azhu will never come back.

I don't understand why the author didn't give the two of them a happy ending, and since then, this matter has become a knot in my heart. It wasn't until I was in high school that I understood the author's intentions, but I decided to regret it. The first novel I wrote was Xiao Feng and Ah Zhu's fandom, in which the two of them lived a happy life outside the border.

Unfortunately, as time passed, the handwritten book disappeared and became my deepest secret.

When I was a sophomore, I started drafting my debut novel, "Amazing Red Snow," on my computer. What I think is that since you decide to write a novel, you must have a proper attitude and not insult the word "writer".

It took about two and a half years from naming the character, writing the outline, writing the draft, and publishing it for the first time.

At first, it didn't work very well, I didn't read much, and I was unwell and suffered from a slight depression for a while, so I put my writing on hold for a while. Later, I dreamed countless times that the characters in my stories told me that perseverance is a great thing, and you can't give it up at will.

It was really cold during those days, and the only heating in the dormitory I lived in was still not very hot, and there was only cold water to wash those heavy clothes, which was biting cold. Sometimes typing in front of the computer makes my hands numb from the cold, but when I think of someone waiting for me, I still grit my teeth and persevere.

But at that time, life gave me a series of critical blows, and my dearest grandmother died. At that time, I was working in the company, and I didn't even have time to take one last look at her. I was really unfilial to accompany her on the last journey when the old man was full, and during that time, I couldn't cry myself. It wasn't long before my company fired me, and they thought I wasn't a good editor. Life was gone, and my boyfriend chose to abandon me at that time, and the dormitory also moved out.

I'm not a strong girl, I'm very lost after experiencing setbacks outside, those nights are so hard, I finally realized what it means to be like a knife, what is called the end of the road. I had insomnia all night long, and I even wanted to end myself at one point. I felt ashamed to have such a bastard thought, but at that time I felt that I was really useless, and I felt that it was better to die than to live, but I was reluctant to call my parents every day to ask for warmth, reluctant to give up my novels, and reluctant to give up every character in my novels.

Whether good or bad, they are all typed out by me, they are my friends, my relatives, and they are the hardest for me to let go in this world.

Soon after, my dad picked me up and I got home, I turned my computer back on, opened the folder that had been in the dust for a long time, and I cried when I saw the words. When I came back to writing, my readers also told me to stick to your ideals and that you would become a good writer.

I was told that the darkness is indeed terrible, but the light in the darkness is also extremely precious, and no matter what you experience today, the sun will rise tomorrow.

Therefore, you will never know what kind of opportunities and hopes your inadvertent tenderness will bring to others. With that, I stood up, no longer decadent, and I opened the window to welcome the morning sun.

And then later...... It became very simple, and I signed a contract with the website to become a part of China Literature. No matter how cold the winter is, it will pass, spring is coming, and my spring is getting closer and closer.

Many years later, Baoli will grow old, and she will no longer be the girl she is now, but I will always remember that what makes me distressed and moved is the ideals that I refused to give up easily. I think we will all have a life worth remembering and leaving our stories. This memory, the wind will not disperse, this story, the rain will not get wet.

I am really grateful to all of you, it is worth it to have you by my side.

I am proud that I am a writer now, and I am grateful to Qiqi Chinese for giving me this opportunity to tell my story to more people, and to soar freely in my martial arts world with all readers.

When I filled in the word writer in the introduction of Sina Weibo, my hands trembled so much that I could hardly hold my mobile phone, I have been looking forward to it for so many years to achieve it today, I am really happy, very happy.

No matter what kind of future I have, I will never forget my original intention, I will not forget that I am an author, and I will not forget the responsibilities and obligations of an author. No matter how times change, Polaroid will not change, and I will always be your Polaroid.

This is my first officially published novel, and it has poured a lot of emotion into me, and I love it so much. I would like to invite all readers to bear witness to me that I will try to be a good writer in the future, because I think, I really want to, so I will fight for it.

Baoli cherishes every reader, I will read every one of your book reviews, and I will read and think seriously about all opinions. Huaiyan, Yan'er, Zhinan, Meng'er...... It's my children, and it's also the children of all readers, we watch them grow up in the story, and together we make the book "Amazing Red Snow" better and better.

Baoli has opened a Weibo on Sina, and readers can chat privately with @小尼宝丽 if they have any good comments and suggestions on this book and Baoli, and I will reply in time when I see it!

Although Polaroid has not met with all of you, I am really happy to be able to establish this relationship with you at the starting point, and I feel inexplicably happy to be able to communicate with you in words, and I am bound to cherish this fate. My shoulders are not strong enough, but I will try to make myself stronger, I am willing to shelter you from the wind and rain, I am willing to be your solid backing, I only hope that you are also willing to be protected by me.

Finally, allow me to thank you once again for choosing my book from thousands of novels to read.

I love each and every one of you, and it's nice to have you.