I don't like going to bed late. But I'm used to going to bed late.
In that strange corner. Looking at things in the distance through the glass. There are rainy days and sunny days.
In front of you is a high-speed rail track. The sound of the engine starting cannot be heard. It happened many times in one day. Their long bodies draw white straight lines, leaving bleak memories in the endless space.
Chat with colleagues standing next to you.
Just for an instant.
I said, I want to eat pickled pepper chicken feet. Buns stuffed with meat.
Begin to feel hungry.
That is the factory building just built by the factory department. Freshly painted white walls still smell of light paint.
Don't know where to stand. What you see is unfamiliar. Restrooms are clean. The light of the floor can print the faces of people.
The model of the novel is always conceived in the first part. All that appeared in my mind were the blurred backs of men and women.
Forest Festival and Huang Jialan.
There will be many supporting characters.
Inspiration comes from life.
Really go deep into life. Only by understanding life can you write good things.
The topic hasn't been decided yet.
The structure and direction of the story are still in the imagination. And everything is as predestined.
In October I bought a book about computerized flat knitting machines. It took three days to finish reading the book. After reading it three times, I was completely stunned.
At that time I thought I could write a novel about it. After many times of thinking, the story has been unable to extend. Until one day, when I was transferred to help in other departments, I suddenly picked up the imagination left over from the past, as if I saw a story flourishing. I can write this story. Seriously, quietly.
The heroine of the story is Huang Jialan.
The male protagonist is called Lin Shujie.
These two names popped up repeatedly in my mind. Infinite loop. Give them strength to life again. I can bring them to life.
Accompanied by the dark night sky. I will miss some days. Many memories will be forgotten.
My mission is to go. Keep finding bright spots on the road. Use sentences to connect eternity. And the end is where I'm going to run.
who I am.
I am Yicheng.
All ready to go. keep running. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com