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    On the last day of 2019, I worked overtime in the factory very late.  Until half past eleven.  The night sky is very bright.

    There are no pedestrians on the road.

    I think I can go on and on along a road.  To the barren land.

    The rusty bicycle made a heavy pulling sound in the silent night.  Accompany me through a red light.  Most of the snack bars along the road are closed.  Even the shiny signboard was pitch black.

    The cold wind is blowing.

    I think of the Forest Festival, Huang Jialan.  They exist in my head.  The outline has not been written yet, and even the copywriting is blank.

    But suddenly for a moment.

    The blue forest ran into my brain.

    Yes.

    The title of the novel that has not written a word, decided to use (Blue Forest).

    I will spend a long time conceiving this novel.  I am a failure about literature.  The essay contest I participated in did not win any prizes.  I remember the day the results were announced, it was overcast.  But I didn't show my unhappy side.  Failure and me are life and death friends.

    My cognition is still at the most superficial side.

    The New Year's Eve dinner is scheduled for January 1, 2020.  The ticket was in my overalls from the moment it was handed out.  Even at 23:28 in 2019, I still remind myself not to forget to take the admission ticket.  But still forgotten.  I felt like it was meant to be, that I wasn't supposed to be at this party, and yet there were certain expectations.  Always longing for something to happen.

    But nothing happened.

    Maintaining great interest, I finished listening to the songs of my colleagues on the stage.

    The host's line copywriting was a mess.

    Feel a little disappointed.

    But it was still a girl's flute performance that touched my soul.  Almost brought tears to my eyes.  I have always been a very emotional person.

    The special prize, the first prizehas no special meaning to me.  It's just a carnival with a group of people, trying to get a moment of solidification in the short-lived excitement.

    I am eager to be the center of attention in the crowd.  Like a dream I never realized.

    It's empty.

    Waiting with my colleagues under the bus stop sign.

    From the place you went back to the place you came from.

    On the way back, when I saw the eye-catching logo of RT-Mart, I silently remembered that in Shanghai, my favorite supermarket was RT-Mart.  How long ago was that, so long that I have forgotten the original color of memory.

    The bus will go through a long tunnel.  The light in the tunnel is very bright.

    I don't think I should be at this party.

    I can lie comfortably at home and sleep all day.

    I can face the sun and go shopping for some things I need to buy.

    I am always so at a loss.  I feel like I have a choice.  In fact, it has been chosen.

    ? If some things always go against our wishes, God must have other arrangements.

    Facing a bad self, how to organize the messy mood to write the next work.

    The biggest weakness is the heart that cannot be calmed down.  It is beating violently.  An irresistible force is pressing me.  I feel like I'm going crazy.  It is sad that the cause of the disease has not been found.  I am playing the chess game set by fate.

    For a while, I thought I wouldn't live long.  The approximate age of life has been arranged by God.

    It just looked at me poorly when I was young.  Many things to be done have not been completed, and life has not experienced, so it is better to let me live for a year or so.

    I often feel the torment of illness.  If your immune system is low, you can get sick anytime.

    Listening to the whistle outside the window.  Think about the days to come.  It feels very close.  But far away.

    Passing by on a bridge, I saw a couple wearing couple pajamas and down jackets of the same style while eating finger cakes and chatting happily.

    Very real and beautiful.

    Forest Festival and Huang Jialan.

    The most beautiful dream of the blue forest.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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