End.

The manuscript is gone, and the manuscript is gone.

It's because I'm tinkering with another book, mostly fairies and monsters, flying into the sky or something, it's easier to say.

It feels good to change your brain.

Therefore, I will put it here and not change it for the time being.

Of course, come back soon, this book will be very long, think about it, millions of words are indispensable.

So far, it's just the beginning, it's still just a foreshadowing, there are too many things to say, and it's long-winded for a while.

It's a dream, a long dream.

I thought that if I wanted to build a high-rise building, the foundation would be laid in a big place. I thought that if I wanted to release more water, I had to dig a deep hole.

Just as a towering giant tree cannot grow in a narrow flower pot, it is like galloping thousands of troops and horses in a vast field.

If you want to ask me how big my heart is, the heavens and the earth can't tolerate it!

Of course, this is bragging, and it's also a joke, the mouth is bigger than the sky, where is the face?

But there really is no place to put it aside, if you judge the hero by success or failure, this book is so far, a bear.

In everyone's words, it is all kinds of nominally miserable, and the absence of eunuchs is already a miracle.

Quite incisive.

It's still the same sentence, write it, of course, I hope someone will read it, it's more, more people will read it.

But still, there were few spectators.

That's nothing, I don't care at all, I was originally writing for fun, and I don't expect to write a book.

Having said, I am a hypocrite.

A layman.

That's nothing, at least, so far, there are a lot of gains.

Just say two points, pick up the main one.

First, the mentality is flattened. What do you think, but you just think yourself, the frog at the bottom of the well, but. Everything is normal, what you get is just what you deserve, nothing, that's how it is. But writing makes me happy, so why bother complaining too much? That's the case, a person is self-aware, and when he really sees himself clearly, he can calm his mind, which is the biggest gain.

Second, the writing has improved. In any case, at least I think so, it's gratifying. Looking back at the earlier text, I found that there were too many deficiencies, and at that time, it was what I thought it was. I've changed it a few times, but it's not good. And the reason why we can calm down is precisely because of this. That's the case, originally I thought that I was a great writer, and I could write a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages. Now I find out that I'm not, not at all, it's just a joke, and when I say it, I laugh off other people's big teeth, it's ridiculous, pathetic, pitiful and shameful!

Well, that's right, now I think that I am a super writer who can write a classic that will last forever, and there is no one before or since!

It's true.

I like to talk nonsense, and I don't know why.

Perhaps, that is the real thought in the heart, it is true.

It seems that for a long time, I have always held on to something in my heart, although I don't know what it is.

It's indescribable, it's unclear.

I have a big ambition to say it and laugh off my big teeth!

Therefore, I don't say it, I don't dare to say it, and I will talk about it when I am too old to lose my teeth.

What we are talking about here is the mental journey, but a few words of sincerity, which have nothing to do with success or failure, and I think it is a mark of the future.

Live every day of your life, walk the road under your feet, be brave and work hard to realize the ideals in your heart.

It's good, it's good.

It's fun!

I am a literati, haha! One or half is good, barely or poorly, I am very happy, very happy, hahahaha! The greatest pleasure of a literati is that he can create a world by himself, and all things in heaven and earth and all living beings can be in his hands! Ha! Niu Niu Niu! How can he not be a cow! This is not God, Lord! Hahaha! Although it is illusory, it is generally moving, when a person sits quietly in front of the table, confides in his heart, and plucks his heartstrings, he gets the resonance of thousands of people, even the slightest smile is beautiful!

It's fun, it's unbeatable!

Therefore, I want to write, happiness, should be the true source of writing.

Speaking of which, I can explain the origin of the name Xisheng.

In other words, this book was originally intended to be called, Red Dust.

But I wrote hundreds of thousands of words, and when I uploaded it, I found that the title of the book was occupied, so I had to change it, Xisheng.

Fortunately, Hongchen is talking about the hustle and bustle of the world, and the variety of mountains and seas outside the world cannot be fully included here.

And the reason why it is called Xisheng is that suddenly, a word popped out of my head, two words.

Hope, a bizarre sound, a very subtle sound.

Lao Tzu said, the big thing is a late bloomer, and the big sound is hopeful.

Later, there is an interpretation that the greatest and most beautiful sound is the silent sound, that is, the ultimate thing is elusive.

It has nothing to do with that, this is a martial arts, a book. It also relates that this is not a martial arts book, this is a book. And a book, in the final analysis, is nothing more than an accumulation of words, words, sentences, chapters, verses, and even texts, from beginning to end. So, what Xisheng here is talking about is the beauty of words. This is what I love deeply, this is what I want to celebrate, this is the words that accompany our growth and give us happy dreams, which are generally wonderful and incomparable, so that I am always proud, proud, proud!

It is silent, silent, but if you say that the mountains are flowing water, but if you say that the mountains call for a tsunami, but if you say that the bamboo forest listens to the waves but if you say that the autumn insects sing the moon, you can hear it. When it is big, it is deafening, and when it is small, it is like the wind, it is a word, and it is the heart that moves. If it is said that the heart is like stopping water, if it is said that love is stronger than gold, if it is said that the pain of the skin is said to be cold to the bones, it can be heard, it can also be seen, it can even feel and touch, it is the most strange thing in the world, which is often ignored by people, but it is everywhere, inseparable from it, less and less.

This is inheritance, this is accumulation, this is indispensable spiritual food, this is the condensation of the painstaking efforts of countless people for thousands of years, the largest and most beautiful silent voice, which can be said to be the ultimate and unpredictable. I love it and cherish it, just as I cherish every relative and friend around me, and I love it deeply. Maybe all I have to hold on to is reverence and the unblasphemous, and I can't fiddle with them any more than I can face my own life.

Moreover, this is our text, a unique text.

This is hieroglyphs, and every word is a painting, not to mention peerless, but also unattainable by others. If you don't believe it, let's just talk about this elephant character, you can see that it has a head, ears, ivory, belly, tail, legs and feet, doesn't it look like an elephant! Not like it? Not like it? If you look at the oracle bone inscription, the elephant drawn earlier is even more like! Therefore, our text is a painting, and once the pen is put into shape, it is vivid and beautiful, so that it can be enjoyed, pleasant, and snickered, and it is not interesting and humane.

Off topic.

I just love to go off-topic, and I go off topic again when I talk about it, and I don't know why.

In today's parlance, that's off track.

Yes, keeping pace with the times, old trees and new branches, and just seeking innovation and change is the way to be a person, to do things, and to write a book.

Of course, I was so used to running off that I often couldn't find the north, and I got lost and went around in a big circle to run back.

Now it's going to go around, go around in a circle and come back.

Another book to say, the one that writes about fairies and monsters, the one that goes to heaven and earth.

is playing the banner of heroes and chivalrous, and cannot get rid of the barrier between man and reason, it is a little tired, tired, tired.

To be honest, even I'm a little impatient.

Someone has an opinion, not only has an opinion, but also has a lot of opinion, it's just, the opinion is big!

Of course it's not Daoist Fang, Daoist Fang has no opinion.

Daoist Fang was so sad by his love that he couldn't care about giving me advice.

Come on, come on, I will humbly accept serious corrections, and I will never secretly hold a grudge and retaliate.

You see, it's not that he won't be given a chance, he won't come if he is given a chance, and he won't come if he is called.

I think that at this point, he was completely disappointed in me, no, completely desperate.

It's miserable, as a protagonist, mixed like this, if it were someone else, he would have jumped off the cliff and committed suicide. Yes, he should jump off the cliff, because we know that as a protagonist, once he jumps off the cliff, then he will definitely not die, and there will be a blessing in the future, and from now on he will inevitably be! This is a good way, but he doesn't jump, he doesn't want to jump, others kindly let him jump and he doesn't jump, why is this?

Why is that? The Zenless monk didn't understand.

Of course, what should come does not come, and what does not come comes. It's Wuzen who came, Wuzen is very curious, and he is very well-behaved and polite, and he came to ask me for advice with an open mind. I can tell him about it, but I don't have time to talk nonsense with him, I'm going to go around in circles here and come back, and if I go around again, I won't be able to come back.

That's why I said, "No Zen, go eat grass."

Without Zen, I went to eat grass.

Wuzen is always so obedient, so no one kindly tells Wuzen to jump off the cliff.

So I was able to go around in circles and go with peace of mind.

I'll be back, soon.