Author:Mr. Jiang ChenClassification:Capricciotwo thousand and nineteenyear03monthtwenty-sevenday
I thought that one article a day would last at least one month, but unfortunately I stopped writing for several days now.From the moment of writing this article to the moment of completing all the work, there are probably less than 24 hours. However, even if you don't sleep, there is too much to do.However, it is ironic that even though there is still a lot of work to do, I still adhere to calm down at this moment and write about my own soul.Remember that the "
I have been home for a few days. Every day, I am addicted to games, or I brush the B station, or I watch boring novels.I wanted to write something, but just after opening the interface, I lost the courage to continue——It seems that there is nothing to write.Looking at the calendar, this year has suddenly passed half.At the same time, the college career has finally come to an end.It seems that the general summary of other bloggers is OK.Moreover, at dawn, it will be revealed
I haven't written any chapters in two days. Thanks to @ Jiang Jiang's release of two rhymes that belong to him, my goal of one article per day in June continues.At the same time, I repackaged the app of Fantasy Chenfeng in the past two days. Most importantly, I accompanied Cici to see the movie "Toilet Hero". The moment I walked out of the cinema, I instantly felt that we were not as good as the hostess for many times.Toilet Hero, adapted from a real story, discusses that there is no toilet in Indian rural families
Author:Mr. Jiang ChenClassification:Capricciotwo thousand and seventeenyear09monthtwenty-nineday
At three o'clock in the morning, I woke up suddenly and felt my head was completely cold. It seemed like a moment of reflection. I looked at the door and the window and formed a channel. In that channel, things like ghosts were shuttling, coming in from the window and going out from the door. I didn't know when it would stop.I was watching these silently, my body finally recovered, climbed out of bed, and closed the doors and windows.In the dark night, I saw everything so clearly, my roommates were sleeping soundly
spotLittle by little, no more, no less, but they can be gathered together and become a melody hovering around the ears.It can be said that writing is the release of the soul, and not writing is also the reflection of the soul.Going out to take a bath can be said to purify one's soul, but as the general saying goes: "It's better to wash the soul less, once it's goneWhat about it? ".Without a soul, the living creature will live in the dead and do nothing.
