Let's make up one hundred thousand words, two thousand is still short.
? At the beginning, it was quite casual, just doodles and essays, write when you have something, and stop if you don¡¯t. What started serious, can't remember. I also applied for a contract, but of course it was rejected. Then continue to write, has been quite serious.
At the end of the volume, I applied for the completion of the book at the beginning, and it has indeed become the state of the completion of the book. That is a story.
The beginning of volume two is another story.
The beginning and end of something, of course, is inevitable by chance.
Then in the blink of an eye, one year is coming to an end, and it is also the end of a decade.
A decade is over, it really should be over.
I can't remember where I saw it, and mentioned the past time node. So I also looked back and divided my life into ten years, ten years, five years, five years, and there is a very obvious dividing point.
At that moment, I didn't feel much about it, it just passed day after day, and at most it was just a change of place. Looking back at it from such a distance now, some of the days were really turning points that changed the trajectory.
In April 2017, when my eyes were a little problematic, I stopped drawing and bought a MacBook to start so-called writing. Looking back now, it was obviously a wrong decision. Whether it is to continue painting, or to try something else, there should be no such beginning.
But at that time, with enthusiasm in my heart, of course I didn't know it. Looking back now, looking at the old self, besides laughing at her stupidity, it seems that there is nothing to blame. After all, the past cannot be changed, and regret is futile.
It's only 400 words, it's really tiring to make up the number of words Would you like some lyrics.
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Being praised and liked is of course worth looking forward to
After getting a lot, you say you don't love it and leave
Don't be a puppet that allows others to manipulate your emotions
Be indifferent to negative comments
broken stinging
Being attacked, ridiculed and provoked
Insensibility is the best way to fight back
Feel free to give me a brave heart without fear
? Nothing is too difficult, the sky is falling, and there is still love
Only the unbearable emotions will tie you up tightly
When the sun goes down, there are lights on at night
You see the world is not bad
I am not as good as you imagined
It's not as bad as he imagined
I only like part of it
Spoil me and step on me again
Love is a momentary emotion
The lights on the stage are turned on and off
Every day there are people on and off the stage
Just stay indifferent
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It's a new song, I haven't heard it before, but it's interesting to see the lyrics. Remaining indifferent seems to be the best way to solve the problem, but when you think about it carefully, it is also the most difficult way.
Before the 800 words arrived, a message popped up on the phone: I booked a plane ticket to Hawaii next month, and I don¡¯t know if I can still go.
Not going to Hawaii? If you don't go, I will.
It's not that I don't want to, my parrot has laid eggs.
(I laughed until tears came out, but I didn't dare to tell her.) Show me what a parrot egg looks like?
She sent a photo of five round white eggs. I couldn't stop laughing again. So cute, what do your parents look like?
Another photo, a very beautiful pair of love birds, lovely yellow, kumquat and red feathers.
She continued melancholy, wondering if it could hatch, and if it hatched when we were not at home, what would happen to the little meat balls?
The parrot parents will take care of the little meatball
To give food and drink, it is best to turn on the air conditioner, how cold it is.
It's a pity, I have a cat here, otherwise I can take it over.
It's okay, I just talked to my parents, they promised to stay here and wait for them to hatch
Just a few minutes after I calmed down, she sent another message: I still have a pair of green parrots at home.
Also laid eggs?
No, I think I was cheated, as if both of them are male.
(Pity the freshly peeled chestnut in my hand, it flew far away)
In fact, I just experienced something similar.
This trip left home for four days. As before, I prepared enough food and water for the cat, clean cat litter and litter box. Half of the curtains in the study room are left, so it can be seen. favorite pussy?Put boards and toys next to its nest.
When I came back, I opened the door, but it didn't run over as happily as before, curled up in the nest and looked at me, not energetic.
The cat food in the food bowl was basically untouched, only a very shallow layer was missing, and the water was not drunk much. Unlike in the past, when you would tear things off the table or turn plastic bags out of the cupboard, this time, everything was in its original place, and it hadn't touched anything.
I picked it up, and it was so thin that only a handful of bones remained.
What exactly happened, I have no way of knowing. When I asked it, it hid its head in my arms, looking very aggrieved.
But soon it returned to normal, eating and drinking, sleeping or playing. After a few days of work, it was another lump of meat.
I don't know if it's because he's getting older and doesn't like being alone anymore. Or timid, afraid of being alone.
The wild cat outside soon sat at the door to watch it again, and it passed excitedly, its tail wagging quickly.
I suddenly realized that this time it was placed in the study. There was no window sill outside the window, and the wild cat couldn't get up, so it couldn't see these friends outside. Is it because of this reason that it doesn't think about eating or drinking?
These friends are very interesting, they come here in turn every day, and they often put a bone, half a chicken wing, or some small gadgets on the floor mat at the door.
It is said that cats will bring gifts to their favorite people or the same kind. Of course, the gifts are likely to be mice or snakes.
Suddenly I feel sorry, I thought I gave it the best care, but neglected the part it needs most. Delicious food, plenty of water, a warm nest and favorite toys, seeing the sun and branches are not enough.
The company it needs may be just a short meeting, but it may be more important than the above.
Priority, Maslow's hierarchy of needs, a level-by-level triangle, cut and separated with beautiful colors. But really, it's just color and geometry.
These days after coming back, it's not the same as before. I used to like to lie in front of the door, waiting all day for the appearance of the same kind, and then jumped up to say hello.
It will still be like this now, but I will allocate some time to lie between the sofa and the coffee table, and spend a long time looking at me where I can see me.
Usually in the end it will fall asleep, if you accidentally wake it up, it will continue to watch.
I don't know if this kind of company is enough for it, but I think it is very good. You can see it as soon as you look up, and you know it's there without looking up.
Although in the end, we will forget each other.
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Forgetting and remembering coexist
your face will
Destroyed and regenerated
Forgetting and remembering have the same root
Steal your tenderness
Give my instinct
Who can break
this balance
who is asking himself
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There will be a lot of blessings flying around tomorrow, so let¡¯s say a happy new year in advance~ (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com