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I suddenly lost the inspiration to write a novel. I don't know why, but when I picked up the pen, I couldn't write a word for a long time.
And I have denied everything I have written before.
Suddenly I found out how could I write so poorly before?
Four days off. What kind of mental journey have you gone through.
On the first day, I handled many things that I didn't have time to handle.
The next day, I slept all day. I have been struggling with the question of whether to change jobs or not to change jobs.
On the third day, I felt that I should not go down again. So, I woke up and started thinking about novels
Where is my inspiration?
The mind is very clear. No pain in the arm either. Can't find a way to govern.
Live in groggy.
At night, walk on the street with him. Over the past few years, the lost blank seems to be slowly regaining.
Many times, I told him that there is no love between us. I want to find love.
Every day I leave repeatedly. But never left.
He walked ahead. Still a long black shadow. Not a handsome face, not understanding my pain.
Only primary school culture, never read any cultural books.
What is the distance between me and him?
However, the only person who is willing to stand with me through thick and thin is him.
No one has ever given me unlimited dependence and tolerance.
Every day, he comes home from get off work. Cooking, washing, washing dishes.
Do all the housework.
What do I want to eat? Go buy it now.
Whatever I want, he will try his best to do it if he can do it.
He is so good.
Am I too greedy? It is always inappropriate to tell him again and again.
We quarrel. Divorce has been brought to the table countless times. Several times, my mother advised me to go back to my hometown. live again. restart.
Three-legged men are hard to find, and two-legged men are everywhere.
We met and got married in 2011. Had a baby in 2012. Lived in Shanghai for five years.
At that time, I really wanted to be a virtuous woman.
I have never cooked before, but I followed the recipe seriously to learn.
He works harder than me. But the salary is not as high as mine.
Every day, we are very busy. Because we want to have a house of our own.
In Shanghai, people are always moving. The landlord either wants the house or raises the price in disguise. We are distressed and tired. In 2016, with savings in hand, he went to Wuxi to buy a house.
Although only 98 square meters. But we are content.
Before I was 26, I had my own house.
And the estrangement between me and him started with having a house.
Life is no longer as tiring as it used to be. I started chasing my dreams. My writing talent, which had been on hold for so long, came back to life. I went farther and farther, but he stayed where he was.
The only thing he can do is tolerance. And give me unlimited freedom.
A good marriage is mutual growth.
An interesting soul is one in a million.
I don't know what type I like.
The vision is getting wider and wider.
When I was 20, I had low self-esteem.
Too low self-esteem, so I feel that I have no right to choose love.
Then, I met him.
Perhaps this is also predestined love.
Even if there is no common language.
Even if there are no romantic sweet words.
We have gone through seven years together.
Seven years have transformed me from a little girl who knows nothing about the world to a woman who revolves around daily necessities.
Our goodness has nothing to do with the years. Nothing to do with love.
After I tasted all the ups and downs alone, I looked back and found that he was still a man who stayed in the same place and was willing to accompany me through thousands of mountains and rivers.
This feeling is precious.
When I was 11 years old, I had an illness. It is not a tormenting disease. It doesn't hurt or itch, but it germinates in my body. Healed for several years. Traditional Chinese Medicine, Western Medicine. Beijing Shanghai¡
The money is running out. It didn't get better.
In the end, I gave up on treatment myself. Because I don't want to see my parents running around for me anymore.
Until now. My mother still feels guilty to me. She always said that in this life, you are the most sorry for not giving you a healthy body
I interrupted her, mother, I choseIn order to give up, it has nothing to do with you.
At the age of 19, I gave up the college entrance examination.
20 years old, married and had children.
He is several years older than me. That's why I tolerate and take care of me everywhere.
Leaving the harbor of his parents, he came to his side. There is no connection to open the road of life. Walk the distance any woman would walk.
I watched the child grow up slowly.
I finally figured it out and saw everything.
This is my life.
It has nothing to do with fame and fortune.
Has nothing to do with prosperity.
Has nothing to do with romance.
There is only a long stream of thin water, full of water, and the pulse is speechless.
I have loved many people. If only time could turn back. What kind of home will I choose?
There is no such thing as seeing each other late in life. There is no turning back.
I feel like I can give you more. will give you.
If I feel that I can't give anything. I will choose to give up.
I am not the talented woman who has read poetry and books as you see. My mind and soul also have a dirty side.
In April, another change in life. Hukou moved to Wuxi.
In May, hand in the resignation report.
In June, look for an easy job.
In July, I gave up writing novels.
Try writing short stories. Write essays and submit them to magazines. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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