Change

About one noon two years ago, a female friend of mine told me that she broke up with xx yesterday and then got together with xxx. I asked who it was? She said, you don’t know each other. I asked how I got together? She said it was because she had read something written by xxx before, and she thought it was good and had a literary temperament. I asked again, didn’t xx also write something? Then she answered, I found that I prefer what xxx wrote. Finally, I said: Oh. She said: Hmm. After a while, my female friend told me that xx often came to me, but I was not interested in him at all. I asked her: does xx still write something? He replied: No more writing. Since I broke up with him, he has been decadent and has no ambition. I hate him very much. Does xxx still write something? I then asked. Writing, she continued to answer. After a while, this female friend who gave me a notebook of lavender color said to me: Dear, xxx often came to me, and I hate him very much. I asked her, does xxx still write something? She replied: No more writing, I will not write after breaking up with her. About half a year later, this female friend of mine told another friend of mine: I was badly hurt by the person who wrote things in my life. My friend asked: does he still write something? She replied: No more writing. He has stopped writing since I no longer like what I write. I don’t like the person who writes any more. My friend listened to her sad words and felt sad for her. Spring elimination snow

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. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain…

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites…

Read The Bridges of Madison County

“When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted…

From today on, I want to be happy

I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me…

Sick time

I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…