I think of "Once Upon a Time Slow" again.

Thinking of carriages and mail in the past.

In fact, I write a lot of diaries every day, but I only want to post a little bit.

Maybe it’s because fewer people read it.

However, the fact that few people read it has nothing to do with whether I write or not.

i don't writeplease anyone.

All that matters is how much to send.

The same goes for living. If other people feel happy because of my existence, then I will also be happy because of it.

But I don't live to make anyone happy.

in addition.

Um... This seems to be from yesterday, I forgot to write it.

Yesterday I thought of a word, chew.

I think good writing is chewable. It is a bit like chewing gum, but it is not spit out after chewing; it is refreshing during the chewing process and leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

I like humble people and would like to be such a person.

The movies "Charlotte's Web" and "Down to Earth" come to mind.

I always feel that I am not refined enough.

If you blindly pursue quantity, it is easy to reduce quality.

more haste, less speed.

Slow down, takeslow...

Suddenly a sentence came to mind, saying that a good life has no limits.

So, good writing should be like this.

I also thought of Wang Guoweina’s third level of reading.

Good writing should be like good music, "the lingering sound lingers for three days without stopping".

It should remind you of it all the time, "once gained, always gained". Rather than having read it, read it, read "one" book, as if it were a task completed.

I also think of "Ventbox" and "The Oil Seller".

Works are alive. An eternal bond must be established between readers and authors. "Some people are dead, but they are still alive."

This can be regarded as a little consolation for the pitiful, fragile and short life of living creatures.

I thought of "a place nearby" again.

"The light rain on the sky street moistens things like crispy cakes", "Moisturizes things softly and silently", "The willow wind does not chill my face".

The spirit is a very elusive thing. It is often ideal and unrealistic. "A scholar who is useless is a scholar."

But it is really important, just like a lighthouse, illuminating and guiding the direction. It gives people in the darkness the thought of living.

A sentence comes to mind, greatness: give a direction.

It leads to a distant future and gives life a higher meaning, beyond the meaning of life itself.

How hopeless it would be if living was all about survival, eating, drinking and having fun.
Chapter completed!