The last bear is from the previous book "Pindao Really Doesn't Want to Make Money". You will know what it looks like in "Panda and Hua's Infancy"!
As for Liu Yuexuan, the meaning of his name in "Tai Xu Hua Long Chapter" is very obvious, Liu Yue Yu Xuanang... I won't release the names of other characters. I didn't plan to write them in detail.
The following is the final reflection that I wrote many days ago at 2:30 in the morning when I suddenly felt something and wrote it in advance. [Unexpectedly, more than a month passed in the blink of an eye, and it happened to be at 2 in the morning.
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There have been many times in the past that I have written the final remarks early at the beginning of the book, but this time, I probably felt the most deeply.
The score of this book is actually not bad. It is a fine product at least. But in fact, the score could be better, but due to various reasons, it stops here. (The later period is basically outline writing, and the ending is given as soon as possible.
To bring it to a close, it just lacks some details and is inevitably a bit rough, but it generally completes the story, which is okay.)
The biggest reason for this lies in the author's own mentality. After writing the book for more than ten years, he still has a weak will, which is indeed a bit ridiculous.
In the past two years, there have been more chores and more pressure. After getting married, I have had more responsibilities and chores... including poor grades, family status has plummeted, and I have to take on housework, laundry and cooking.
Sweep the floor and dry clothes.
After writing books for so many years, I seem to have formed my own writing habit, which is called style at best, or shackles at worst.
So the next book is not open for the time being. Although there are still a lot of beginnings about Xianxia in my file, but for me personally, I can't open up new ideas, stand still, and can't get out of the past few books.
Outside the framework, there is no point in hanging around like this, and it will be completely ruined.
So before I give up, I will change my direction, change my mind, and come back to write Xianxia with a new direction.
Finally, let’s talk about myself. I haven’t finished writing a book yet, so I couldn’t sleep until late at night to finish writing this essay because I just thought of my deceased family members and couldn’t sleep again.
It's been several years and I can't remember how many times this happened.
Starting six years ago, my eldest brother passed away due to an accident, which was like a heavy hammer to the head. The silly boy who originally had nothing to think about except writing fairy tales suddenly became confused and then grew up.
, responsible for a lot of things at home.
Writing a book requires quietness, but when you are quiet, you will always think of the past. After a long time, I was confused. After a few years, I finally felt a little sober and wrote a book that produced results. In the winter of that year, the old man
Passing away from an illness is like the sky falling.
When I was a child, my parents went out to work, and I was brought up by my grandparents. And because of the wonderful experiences of my grandfather’s life and the stories he came from the war era, he is a legend in my heart. In the eyes of my family, he is the tallest man in the world.
That mountain!
Although more than a year has passed, the memory is still as clear as yesterday. It seems difficult to breathe out of the feeling that the sky is falling.
When I was a child, I always felt that one or two years was a long time. But as I grew up, I realized that even ten years seemed to have passed by in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly it was a complete and reunited family, but suddenly it seemed like a corner was missing and it was no longer complete. Whenever I think of this at night, my mood is always so complicated that it is difficult to fall asleep.
It has been many years, but I still can’t come out. I know that being stuck in this kind of emotion is not a good way to live. Some people may find it incredible or even ridiculous, but I thought about it,
This seems good, at least it proves that I have not forgotten my deceased relatives.
Speaking of this, my nephew started living on campus this year. Every time I send him to school on weekends, he will have red eyes, even cry, and then pretend to be strong. Regarding this, my family feels very helpless and distressed.
, but I do think that he is quite similar to me in that he misses his family.
When I lived on campus in high school, I was no better than him, a primary school student. Even last year, every time I left my hometown and came to my current place of residence, I would start to miss home and miss my old man.
In the first half of last year, I seemed to have gone home more than 30 times... It was more than 300 kilometers away, and each trip took four or five hours. There were fifty or sixty trips back and forth. I was worried about the fare, but I couldn't help it.
I was looking for an excuse to go back and have a look, but I felt very depressed. (I was still in Foshan when I was writing my speech, and I had already gone back home, and I am thinking of going back again tomorrow.)
At the end of last year, something happened, but I won’t mention it here. Let’s look forward. Anyway, the fortune teller said that everything will go well for me this year and all my dreams will come true.
Closer to home, about new books, they are not released so quickly. The main reason is that I have been shackles of writing in these years. I want to change, but I feel that I have fallen into a misunderstanding. I am in a very embarrassing state. I feel that I am about to make a breakthrough, but I haven’t made a breakthrough yet, and I am prone to suffering from breakthroughs.
Failure affects fundamental feelings.
Last time I went back, I saw an old Chinese medicine doctor. I drank Chinese medicine for the first time in my life and it seemed to be useful. However, after a while, it stopped working. This time I went back and saw the old Chinese medicine doctor again.
There is another interesting thing here. Last time I told my family about this situation, my grandma and grandma each found me a few talismans, drank the talisman water, and washed them. I was also confused.
Once I get my situation in order, I can fight again.