"Live Colors and Owls" was completed at the end of October. I originally promised that the new book would be released in December, and I was relatively sure of it, but I didn't expect that it would be postponed to January. I say sorry to the brothers and sisters who have been waiting for Douzi to open the book.
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Time flies really fast. It has been more than four years since I started coding in 2008, and "Ascending Evil" is already my fifth book. Fortunately, you have been supporting me and encouraging me.
I am able to finish each book without leaving any regrets. Thank you to my brothers and sisters.
But to this day, after writing millions of words, I still can't find the feeling of the old author. The happiness, reverence, apprehension and even a little nervousness when opening a new book are not the same as when I uploaded the first book.
What's the difference? This is really interesting. Have you ever seen a girl from any family who cried so hard that her shoes were wet every time she got on the sedan chair? I just can't get used to it.
For those born in the 1990s who are as pure as crystal and as honest as green onions, coding is a happy thing. A group of monsters, ghosts, gods, and scoundrels gradually became vivid in my heart, and started their adventures, and I followed them.
Behind them, eyes were greedy, full of excitement, and empathy.
For the unshaven uncle Douzi in his thirties, opening a new book is tantamount to re-entering the world. Although I have never left since I jumped in in 2008, and although there is no legend about me at all, it is true.
, a long period of days related to grades, income, certificates and how much a pound I weighed, started again.
Such days are like the rivers and lakes, and I have devoted myself to them. One hand is holding the horse, the other hand is carrying the wine, the other hand is holding the umbrella, and the other hand is holding the sword. I am playing the bamboo flute and the player is looking forward under the pergola. Who doesn’t want to see his future clearly?
What? It’s a pity that I can’t see clearly. The road ahead is coded, and it’s not a thin code. I want to smoke a cigarette, but I have too many things and can’t put them down. I really don’t have the hands to pick up a cigarette. This is it.
At that moment, there was a crisp sound of a lighter, and someone lit a cigarette and handed it to my lips.
From this I know that there are people walking beside me. I look left and right and look back. It must be you.
The front is blurry, but you are extremely clear. What I want to say is not that you all have no code (does this mean you have to screen it off?), and I never read things that I shouldn't.
Every book is a river and lake. No matter in the book or outside the book, I have walked in. Even if I can't see clearly in front of me, I must move forward, because this is my fault. I can't move forward. I
It's Douzi, and Douzi is in trouble again.
I don’t know the road ahead. The only thing I can be sure of is that this road will not be easy. But what does it matter? My original intention of writing the book is not to be lonely, and if I go on this journey, how can I feel lonely with you by my side?
That's it, I feel very lucky.
Come on, let's go, let me tell you a story on the way.
Haha, happy. Thank you.
Bean's fault
2013.01.12
Finally, I would like to say that I will try to update this book more diligently and write it longer and longer.
"Ascending Evil", I hope you like it.
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