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I have always written prose. Maybe at my age, I suddenly pay more attention to fame and fortune. I haven¡¯t published it all the time, and then my friend said, you should try to publish it online, so that more people will see what you wrote.
So, I started publishing online. Although not many people see it, it is enough for me.
I am an introverted girl, I seldom talk every day, the most I talk about is, okay, um, yes, okay. Only in the world of words can I find myself.
My idol is Zhang Ailing, and I want to be a talented woman like him. But unfortunately, I am 26 years old and have nothing so far. I didn't write any useful words, I thought too much about unrealistic things all day long, and often forgot the cruelty of reality.
I have lived in Shanghai for five years, five long years, where Eileen Chang lived. I was alone, took the subway to Nanjing Road, People's Square, the Bund, and saw the Oriental Pearl Tower. While eating stinky tofu, watch the crowd here. All kinds of people are in a hurry. Who has ever paid attention to that thin little girl, she has a dream, what a sad dream, living sadly in this city.
? I have submitted manuscripts to magazines many times, but none of them have succeeded. Every day, I pick up the pen and write page by page on the paper. My fingers are tired and sore, and I will suddenly forget. What am I insisting on?
From 13 to 26 years old, 13 years. The manuscript I wrote is still lying there quietly, no one asks. I brush off the dust above, there are my dreams, as well as my persistence and pride.
Finally, in July, I left Shanghai. went to another city. Sitting in the car, I kept looking back at the gradually disappearing city, did I just leave like this, did I just appoint like this, I still have a long way to go. I gave up a lot.
At the age of 19, I gave up the college entrance examination.
At 21, I gave up on love.
At 26, I gave up on the city.
?It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet each other, the spring breeze is weak and the flowers are gone. Who has walked through my heart, and whose world have I cast a beautiful shadow. Lonely as I am, I belong to loneliness.
But I have been growing, I try to contact people in the outside world, new cities, new people, and start a new story. After watching too many joys and sorrows, I suddenly want to stay together peacefully in the world.
I came from the bustling, destined to leave in silence, thank you for your calm eyes looking at me so tenderly, like mother's hand, like my happy tears.
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