It has become a routine to give a testimonial when closing a recommendation.
Suddenly I realized that I didn’t know how to write, so I read the two previous books, Street of Shadows and Demon Chapter, to find some inspiration, but they were all the same, how hard it was, how pitiful they were, in exchange for the votes in everyone’s hands.
, but doesn’t this become a vote-seeking chapter?
Since it's a testimonial, let's write some thoughts, of course about the Internet article.
When I was young, that is, when I was in middle school, I liked to dream. Especially when I was in the classroom and watched the incomprehensible teacher in front of me write furiously on the blackboard, I especially liked to think. The things I thought about came from various sources that were escaping reality.
Readings, movies, and comics all over the world, at that time, everyone was probably like this. They dreamed of having an arsenal full of various weapons at home, and dreamed of suddenly bursting out during the class basketball game and jumping up to 1.5 meters.
Slam dunk to attract the attention of a beautiful class girl. I dream that I have all the nine yin and nine yang sunflowers, subduing a dragon, and swordsmanship all in one body. I can act cool in school during the day and be a hero at night by wearing my underwear outside. Then I think about it,
Isn’t this our lost youth?
When I read the online article for the first time, I was completely immersed and immersed in it like everyone else. There is no need to explain the happiness in it. Everyone understands it by themselves. Eggplant itself is a person who is slow to respond, so read it and take a look.
When all the great masters became famous, earning millions a year from real estate speculation, picking up girls and buying expensive cars, Eggplant suddenly had an idea while squatting on the toilet, slapped his thigh and shouted: "Damn, I can write too!"
So a few years ago (probably eight years ago), Eggplant plunged into the miserable army of writers. There were ups and downs along the way, and of course he spent more time underwater. Even now, he is an extremely ordinary person.
Ordinary non-full-time writer. Although his achievements, income and fame are like clouds, Eggplant has nothing to show off (and he has no expectations to show off, a miserable man who lives with his wife in a small house of 30 square meters and fights mosquitoes all day long).
Nothing to show off), so let’s talk about the happiness brought by online writing.
At the age of thirty, I have no time to play games, basketball, or watch movies. Many of the fun I had in the past have been sealed in my memory by time. All that remains is the excitement and nostalgia that I occasionally recall, because I am no longer at the age of dreaming.
Or maybe I have forgotten the feeling of dreaming. Even if I fantasize about it occasionally, it doesn’t have the same thrill as before. I thought that I would completely become an old loser who works hard for a living, living in a hazy state, clocking in and out, and ordinary work.
But fortunately, I am still a non-professional Internet writer. Only when I face the screen, type on the keyboard, and write something to entertain myself and others, can I feel a small sense of accomplishment and feel very confident at the same time.
It's refreshing. Only those who have written articles know this feeling.
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