Thoughts of writing long novels

Maybe I am very arrogant, but I am very confident. I have been studying writing for a long time, and finally I have not achieved much, but I am not discouraged; Because I like literature and regard literature as life; I often think that maybe I won’t be famous for writing for my whole life, but at least after a hundred years, I will have no regrets, because I have struggled; Life is to strive for a goal, otherwise, what is the reason why people live? This proposition will always bother many people; When people around me heard that I was writing a long novel, some people were surprised; Some people laughed at me; Others joked with me, “Did you publish it? Can earn royalties? But I can’t answer to others. What do you think these people say? You can’t say that people ask wrong questions, they are very realistic; Labor is for gains, I understand this truth, but writing novels does not require physical labor, she and this matter are different things, you tell others that it is unnecessary, They would laugh at you even if you don’t mention it. Sometimes they call you both funny and annoying. Only people who like literature can know the bitterness. I have been fond of literature since I was fifteen years old. When I was in high school, I wrote a reportage named blood debt, which involved love issues and was widely spread among my classmates, but in the end, I was criticized by the principal; At that time, I thought I was right. After I entered the Normal School, I am was assigned to the Chinese class because my Chinese scores were higher than those of other courses, I was in charge of the school’s publication “seeking”. After graduation, I voluntarily signed up for the Qinling Mountain area. That was because my family lost the chance to go to college and was unwilling, so I signed up for the mountain area, many people don’t understand and say that I am in the limelight. In fact, how do they know me? Finally, I worked in the mountainous area for three years and taught myself Japanese. I wanted to take part in the college entrance examination again, but in the end, because of the policy of education and the shortage of public teachers, I was not allowed to apply for the university; in fact, I was too honest at that time. I didn’t have to say hello to the education bureau and sign up secretly. But I was born honest, but I wouldn’t do that. As a result, I couldn’t talk about college entrance examination; at that time, I was already a 28-year-old boy, and my peers had already married, Some children who got married early were just a few years old, so my family members were anxious and neighbors all talked about it. The pressure of public opinion forced me to consider marriage. I went to find a lover according to my own ideas, I am very simple person. Although it is romantic for me to write novels, I am indeed conservative in real life, which may be due to the influence of Confucian culture. I always think that my wife is in good health at first. She is a man of good health and has a heart-to-heart discussion. She is gentle, virtuous and hardworking. Other so-called common language, cultural level, whether she has a job or not, it doesn’t matter; You should know that we paid attention to dual employees at that time, but what I thought was that my parents had only one son. If they left home, who would support their parents? This is not something you say. If you eat the food of the country, you must abide by the rules of the country. It will be difficult to be honest and filial at that time! So I chose my present lover. She is gentle, virtuous, hardworking, beautiful and dignified, and now she is fat in middle age. Married life is real, I can’t tolerate romance again, Although I still like literature, life forced me to go to sea, so I went to sea, but I still wrote in Shenzhen, and in Linhai, Zhejiang, I still wrote, of course, I was amateur; later, I went to Lianyungang. I was still a household secretary, and I still couldn’t leave writing. After experiencing a lot, my mood was very complicated. The society had entered the era of money, your poor people will laugh at you. Isn’t there anyone who satirizes that poets starve to death sitting on the moon? This sentence impressed me very much. I crawled and fought in the business world, experienced all the ups and downs in the world, and learned a lot of knowledge that I could never learn from textbooks, that is the continuous enrichment of social experience. There was a period of time when I was obsessed with mahjong. I was so obsessed that I forgot to eat and sleep, which made my family and unit leaders dislike it. I was extremely depressed, once in a while, I had a chance to meet a literary friend around me. She even hadn’t married for her whole life for the sake of literature, but she was setting up a literary newspaper alone. We felt very anxious to meet each other late, she smiled and said to me, why didn’t you come before? I said that if it weren’t for me running away for my father-in-law to send calligraphy works, maybe we wouldn’t know each other for life. She enthusiastically asked me to join the literary society and serve as the deputy editor-in-chief, and I readily agreed; from then on, I lived again and my soul revived. Returning to the world of literary creation, is this called the world of returning? I walked out and communicated with the vast number of literary friends. My horizon and mind were broadened. I got acquainted with many literary friends and got acquainted with Mr. Zhao Feng, the proses of Hu County, and asked him to give me guidance, although he was very busy, he still helped me a lot, making comments and recommendations, which helped me improve my enthusiasm unprecedentedly; Since I bought a computer in March this year, I have been fond of it; learning writing on it has made rapid progress, especially making many friends. Most of these literary friends are literature lovers and have helped me a lot. He taught me to write articles and invited me to join the literary society, it broadened my horizon. Since June, I started to write the novella “soul broken Ma yingpo”. Unexpectedly, it took only 19 days to thank the work of 80,000 words, Regardless of the level of the work, at least writing so many words in such a short time is worthy of myself, and now it has entered the writing of another full-length novel “The flames of war in Guanzhong, this novel has been imagined in my mind for many years. It was in 1984 when I was still teaching in Qinling Mountain area. Once I borrowed a bike to go home because of the inconvenient transportation in the mountain area, I didn’t expect an accident on the way, due to the rugged road, I turned a somersault carelessly. When I found out, I had already sat on the edge of the deep ditch, and below was the bottomless Valley with fog floating, there were several GoHawks flying in the fog, but my bicycle was rolling on the hillside nearby, and finally it was placed on the tree branch on the hillside; I was in shock, I climbed up to the hillside and carried the bike back. I sat on the mountain road and had a rest for a while. At this time, I felt a little painful. When I took a photo of the bicycle bell, I found that I had rubbed off a large piece of my face, I endured the pain, stripped off the skin with my hand, tore the shirt and bandaged my face, and rode back on the car. When it was already dark in the county, I found my third uncle, Mr. Hui Dijun, He was writing county annals in the county at this time. I saw many memoirs on the limit of the first issue, which were about Zhou Zhi’s underground party. I was very excited at that time, I thought that one day I must write a full-length novel to build a monument for these people who once contributed to the liberation of my hometown. This idea has been bothering me for many years, I used to write some small length, but I always felt it was unsatisfactory, so these thoughts became regrets in my heart, because I and that one seldom wrote for a long time, and the words gradually left me, that kind of warm feeling almost disappeared; I also became the same as ordinary people, and my sensitive heart was numb. When I heard someone talking about my obsession with mahjong in beihou, my heart was bleeding, and I hated myself for being disappointing. I had something to be caught by others, so I left the gambling world cruelly and picked up the pen again, after finishing writing “The soul breaks Ma yingpo”, I have the impulse to write “the flames of war in Guanzhong”. I didn’t expect that it would be out of control. I think my writing is completely for the dream in my heart, I wanted to write a full-length novel to express my respect and memory for these revolutionary predecessors after reading the county annals in those years. Today, I have done it, and I write three to five thousand words every day. I have a good spirit and don’t feel tired at all. I talk to my predecessors in my mind, I poured out my infinite respect and admiration for them in my heart. Of course, many stories were made up by me, because I didn’t have any information in this aspect at all, so I just wanted to say it, there is one sentence that can inspire me, so I can use him to compose many stories and write a long novel. This sentence has I am been said, but it can at least express my writing passion, I think I may have really come to the time when the passion of writing is burning. I have a lot of words in my heart compared with literary friends. Don’t feel inferior, be confident, and we can do what others can do, work hard, friends, let’s work together silently. I believe that Chinese literary circles will not forget that we stick to it silently, because the literary circles seem to be very depressed and silent, only we, nobody, are worrying about the Chinese literary world! I am person who tells the truth, the character is not only a literary character, I will use silent cultivation to make my life more beautiful and fulfilling in the latter half of my life. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. 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