Jiang Chenwei's Life, I think, is the story after Dream Diary. However, Dream Diary can be regarded as a failure. Because when I came back, I had lost my life, leaving only my "rhythmic poetry". Jiang Chenwei's Life is the story of a freshman in a normal school. True or false, it's just a story.
The above is the preface and foreword.

Since I entered the campus on September 4, 2015, I knew that my new journey had begun. I was wearing a white shirt and a pair of light blue jeans. Of course, now I wear a solid color, such as pure white and khaki.
I don't know why I wear this way, just as I don't know why I cut off my "long hair".
"What do I know?"
I know that I was exhausted every day in college, but I like this feeling. I want to change, because once I was tired of this state. Of course, including now.
However, the holiday came. The 14 day holiday destroyed the still established "Jiang Chen", but inspired the hidden "Jiang Chen".
Many people know that Jiang Chen is just my name on the Internet, and the result of Baidu is my blog "Dream Chen Feng". To be honest, the career I want to engage in most is related to the Internet. Even if I am asked to do copywriting every day
However, after I came to the Normal University, and because of the agreement, I am 90% likely to become a people's teacher. Recalling the accusation against the "people's teacher" in Dream Diary, I am afraid I will become the new "people's teacher".
Unless I can get rid of that bondage - money.
Money is a good thing. Let a "Wu Zhong" change from "indifferent" to a positive thing. Even a decimal place can make you difficult to move. In particular, there are not a few people who live for it in life.
Write here, finish what you want to say, and stop writing. I went out of my "little dark room" and came to the yard. I listened to the bleating of sheep and watched them gnaw grass, just like we gnawed our parents, from young to old, until we had gnawed our roots. The capable sheep have arrived at the grassland.
If there is a seal, if there is paper, you can only eat yourself. If you bite a few lice, you can barely make a living. Looking up at the stars every day is just a mouthpiece for tomorrow. Look for a little water at the bottom of the well. Even if it is polluted, it is also regarded as manna happily. Little did they know that out of the wellhead, it was a mountain spring.
The environment has bound us, and the network has liberated us. We tremble in reality, and we spout words on the Internet, which combine into two colorful and black and white worlds of life. Until the end, blending into gray.
Smiling, I put on my backpack and embarked on a new journey. No matter what happens, I will forgive everything on behalf of God, remember everything on behalf of the Emperor, and thank everything on behalf of Satan. The former is the time, the middle is the time, and the latter is the future.
I am Jiang Chen, and this is the beginning of my micro life. There are dreams and reality. I can tell you that it is called "Dream Chenfeng (www.mhcf. net)" in dream and "Jiang Chen (QQ:<Hidden>)" in reality. However, when the two need to show together, it is I, Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen
In the morning of October 6, 2015

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