Gently, you left

I wrote blog in “literature blog website” for more than four years. Although it continued from time to time, I also enjoyed myself; What’s more, I gained a lot of knowledge when I got acquainted with some similar blog friends and made comments together; moreover, through this platform, it is quite pleasant to know some editing teachers, although they are good friends and fail to meet each other. Close to “literature blog”, it is purely a mistake; Because some of the novels written were posted on the novel reading website, and blog was opened by the way. Since then, I have been writing mood on its literature blog, unexpectedly, time flies for five years. Although I also wrote some words on other large and small websites, I never put down this garden. I would go in to check and update some words from time to time. Until recently, I was told when posting, all user groups have no right to operate. After a careful look, we know the reason: there is a notice on the blog that literature blog has failed to negotiate with the main station, and all user groups have been closed, and the server will be completely closed by the end of March. Seeing such a notice, I felt quite uncomfortable. “Literature blog” is affiliated to novel reading network. I don’t know why the main station closes it, and I don’t want to figure it out; The operation of the website has cost operation. As a blog, it is open for free, but the master station will certainly invest a certain amount of money; And the master station has the right to choose or change its modules; What is puzzling is that when making such a decision, have you ever cared about the inner feelings of these beating insects, especially some of their own beating insects? Moreover, many of these beating insects are original writers of novel reading website, and many of them have signed contracts with them; however, the main station did not give a detailed explanation, which really made people feel a little teased. Writing blog, playing is the mood, the most intuitive is the text; No one will care about these accumulated words; So, these days, I am also busy moving, it takes time to make all the words accumulated in literature blog network into materials and store them; After all, there are not a few words written in four or five years, although it is not worth half a gold in others’ eyes, it is always unbearable to discard it like this; If you collect it, you can review the past time when you have time to read it again. While I was busy, I thought how many people who were as busy as me would be busy sorting out the written files of this stall; I also felt that “literature blog network” was gradually moving away in this mess, in the field of vision, it was gradually blurred, and in the ear, it was silent. Once a vigorous literary home, it just withdrew from the life stage of thousands of people. It can’t be said that it is not a pity, or in other words, some kind of indescribable defects in life; Although there are many literary websites now, there are not only one or two more famous than literature blog, but the feeling in the bottom of my heart is very important; For example, my home is already familiar with every corner, so there are no many obstacles to find what I want; If I change a place, at the beginning, it is inevitable to be reserved and cramped; Although it is a bit far-fetched, it is also a bit reasonable. If you change a blog, it is inevitable to start from the beginning, unfamiliar and silent, which naturally needs a process. This is not just due to the so-called popularity. The gold content of a blog can only be identified by time. But this is not a wishful thinking. Probably, many people, like me, have feelings but have nothing to say at this time. After all, it is a place where many people are happy, angry, sad and happy, people who are worth wandering in this pastoral area should remember and discuss. Even if the mood is very complicated, I can only say that, literature blog network, I came gently, but you walked gently; I waved gently and gave you a gorgeous cloud. 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. 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Written in post four-grade

Looking at their constantly updated mood after finishing the CET-4, I don’t know why I can still be so calm that I can’t remember any details. When I have something to do, I will not feel wronged. At least when I feel wronged, I am not empty. I can still do what I like. I only remember that the light on my left hand made my eyes ache in a trance during the exam. In a flash, it was the sound of rolling up. After a bowl of rice, I lost my appetite after eating a few bites. Sometimes I resisted food, just as I once resisted the world. One afternoon, I kept looking at the computer, a surprise, for a person, maybe in this rainy afternoon after CET-4, only I still had such elegance. Listening to the continuous cursing of the people around me, I began to go to the bottom of my heart. It was not that I didn’t care about it, but that I knew it could not be retrieved, so I didn’t want to have emotions. My physical discomfort made me not want to contact with too many people at first. Looking at the smile, I have said thousands of words. Some people have been around me all the time. Looking at every expression of my sadness, I think it’s good. Friendship is a life-long constant. Not only love can last forever. At this time last year, I still pursued a lot of dreams. Even at that time, I still couldn’t see the appearance of dreams, but I was still working hard without hesitation. At this time, I saw the blooming of my dream too early, but only the withering of a flower and the decay of a leaf made me cry most easily. Everything is destined and everything has its reincarnation track. I will also say to myself with cold air that I want to be warm, but I still don’t like to talk, and I don’t like to show vulnerability easily. Sometimes he is childish, sometimes mature, sometimes fragile, sometimes tough. This is what a person told me yesterday. I think he still understands me. Today, I suddenly turned out the hat that I hadn’t worn for a long time. I just wore it on the stage and began to be afraid of others’ laughing eyes. The little boy around me was willful, warm and kind to me, which reminded me of those children on the mountain. I really wanted to see them, but I couldn’t. I often lose my temper alone, but I know that I have to take good care of myself, and I will suddenly cry in their concern. The potted flower was taken back from the office stubbornly. I didn’t want to see it bloom silently in the corner where the sun could not be seen. It should have its brilliance. When there is no sun, I have to wrap myself tightly. Yuner said that I should spend the winter warm and don’t be afraid to wear it as a panda. I suddenly remembered the years when I sat at the same table with her. We ate ginger unscrupulously in class, but Enshi didn’t have that kind of ginger, time doesn’t even give me the chance to retreat. I don’t know when I started. I didn’t want to write news. I began to fall in love with photography and wanted to find too many wonderful things in this world. Most of the time, I shouldn’t stand in that position, but I bore the dream they gave me. I chose this kind of life at the beginning, and gradually, I began to accept it. I don’t want to spend all I have on one person, but at last I will stop and drink every colorful afternoon against one’s shoulder. I often feel that my unreasonable behavior is a kind of harm to him. Most of the time I want to leave him, but his sincerity and his eyes make me Reluctant. I should be a good boy, no longer let that person feel sad for me. I want to paint quietly tomorrow. I haven’t held the brush for a long time. I know that feeling can make me happy, but sometimes it is hard for me to have happy things. I often want to escape from others’ envious eyes. I don’t know if they have seen me really sad. Many times I really want to ask them what they envy me, I often don’t remember that I am happy, but everyone says that I am happy. Until now, I can’t tell whether I am happy I am or just doing what they say. When I was angry with him, I began to forget quickly and didn’t want to affect the mood of people around me. However, the comfort of my friends at night still made me feel the urge to go back, the world will never meet people who treat me so well again, but I can only stay here and miss the days and nights with them. I wrote those stories over and over again. Those people, I thought about summer after summer. Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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