The author, Long Yinyue, had to go to Yilan Jiaoxi with a few colleagues to take a bath (soak) in hot springs in the morning, walk around the suburbs during the day, didn't sleep yesterday, and had to work, so I really can't write more. (But it's still half-asleep typing, talking)

The personality at work is urgent.,When there is a goal,Always want to complete it quickly.,Yesterday's quick pen five chapters,Putting together and putting it up.,Colleagues said that if you live a life like the author.,All of them are stable.,Ha Lu ha! Happy life, happy rivers and lakes, but what's the matter with me!

I always want to mention the feeling when I first set foot on Chinese mainland: "When the plane arrived at Hangzhou Xiaoshan Airport, the excitement was still the same, and even if I didn't have a particularly good impression of the service staff when I passed the customs, I still couldn't resist the joy of stepping on the mainland for the first time."

The car is running on the straight highway, and there is an impression of crossing the Qiantang River with rolling yellow water, there are many green trees next to the lane, and there is the pleasure of shuttling and seeking seclusion, the West Lake urban area is very lively, there is a scene of ancient and modern mixed scenes, but the memory and writing skills are too poor to describe, forget it, forget it, you still need to hone more, practice more!"

I forget when it is easy to forget the memory, the happy special memory will remember a little bit, the unhappy and unhappy special memory will not be able to remember, Wensi often has no feeling but still has to write, write for the sake of writing, not for you.

The unawakened inspiration is becoming more and more distant and distant from me, as if it blocks some kind of triggering emotion, and I may be the kind of person who has heard that people who live too good lives tend to lose the ability to create.

The world of thousands of words is reflected in my eyes. In addition to my sincere and frank heart, it seems that there is nothingness and emptiness everywhere, floating, floating, and illusory, a big blank world, a blank me, and the world reflected is also boundless, without traces.

If the time on the other side is blooming, the love catastrophe will be born, and in the future at dusk and near night, in the crowded red dust. How do you keep your mind from going blank often?

Longing for tactful and soulful story melodies. At one time, I was completely rushed into countless romantic, elegant and beautiful love worlds, and I could be unrestrained and refreshed.

When the author and Blue Moon fought each other, the words of the heart of the journey that transcended time and space returned to themselves one by one.

When time has been ticking. Tomorrow's sun will still be the same. When life has been gone. How much talent and enthusiasm do you have left? If you meet your past self, what kind of situation will it be, and will you say the word "regret" to each other?

It's the same silent night. I can't see if there is a faint moonlight outside, the rain has just stopped, the breeze becomes the gentle blowing of an electric fan, and a burst of typing like a torrential rain knocks out the self-writing of broken time.

Death must complete the roar of this chapter! Regardless of the attachment that no one sees, break through the peak of sleepiness, what if you don't sleep! Forge ahead in the jungle of words bitterly and sweetly! Climb to the end is the only mission! It is to move forward!

This experience was the one I challenged myself to the fate of words. Even if the reader is lonely and indifferent, leaving, leaving only his own world to wander alone, the will in the rush is a lifeless sway, no one can be around at this time to encourage! Encourage only oneself to fight the world alone, a great world of words, stand up, stand up is success, if you can't stand up, you will fall down, there is nothing else, either you will become benevolent or you will be defeated, this is the arrogant brute spirit, standing up to the sky.

Hermit, personality, psychic flame, burn!

Words reject my blood, and words threaten to say, "Your blood must not be sacred enough, strong and not strong enough, such blood should not insult the nobility of my words!"

Words are me, I am also words, without words I can't write, type, or speak, spray me!

The coercion of words continued to exist, and he said, "Spray your head, lala, boy, go back to where you came!" The invisible immensity of coercion descended, and the author was shocked back to the original computer, and his hand continued to type.

"There are levels in the world of words, primary, intermediate, advanced, top, god-level, god-level, god-level, come back when you reach the level of the word god!" After the word god finished speaking, he left, ignoring the author's boy Long Yinyue, leaving only a lingering voice: "Go! Only the primary level of the human race still dares to claim that they are words, laughing at the big teeth of the god of death, hahaha." "Stop writing, make a cup of hot oolong tea, very fragrant, reduce tiredness a little, in the haze, hold a cigarette, walk in the sky that is not lonely, just to let life live in happiness, nostalgia for the past, nostalgia for the past, the fantasy of thoughts, the edge of the night, everything I do, just look forward to the wings of this chapter.

began to be in a daze, ordered a song at random, the voice whispered in the ear, the text voice of the loss of love, is the knowledge of the Tao, a very deep and deep touch, a trace of bleak amazement, soft and soft beauty, telling about the loss of love is like living in a cage of the world, the world is very big, but it is a cage.

Slowly turning, flickering bright and dark, looming, after the most lush, it seems to be a butterfly dancing and spinning, flying out of this cage of the world, the melodious melody is light, such as the colorful wings of the butterfly dance, unexpectedly flying to a new paradise holy land, the artistic conception is blurred, a song is intoxicated, with the melody in the air uncontrolled gliding and swaying, butterflies like me, I like a butterfly.

The breeze on the face is ushered in, the loneliness and helplessness are also dispelled by the sunshine that begins to bloom, and the sweetness after the bitterness is particularly colorful.

The mind outlines a pair of feet that belong to oneself walking on the notes, and in the quiet world, a river of life is surging for thousands of years, and the soft flow notes are flying in all directions. Dynamic emotions are like falling leaves, the wind at that time was particularly gentle, - the fireworks at that time were particularly warm, the sky blue at that time was particularly empty blue, the special nostalgia of the lost youth at that time, the heart has sunk very bottom, very bottom, a grassland, lying green.

The environment is created by the heart, and the phase is born from the heart. How to control, arrange, and win in an infinite world of words? How to control and arrange, how to win? Fight with God! Thousands of feet in the air, the freedom or brilliance of flowing clouds and water, how to show the momentum? Hands planted green seedlings all over the field, bow your head to see the sky in the water, the heart is pure, the way is the way, the regression is the original forward now, ready, left wing, right wing, forward, now, rush! The eye of the sky waiting for the opportunity in the distance, staggering. Fast!

Slow!

Note 1: Yilan County, located in the Lanyang Plain, is surrounded by the Central Mountains on three sides and the Pacific Ocean on one side. The north side is the fertile alluvial plain of Lanyang Creek, which breeds three-star green onions, Shangjiang pears, rice and duck rice. Yilan Jiaoxi Hot Spring, which many people love, is a rare flat hot spring in Taiwan, the spring water is clear and tasteless, and it can be drunk after treatment, so the hot spring street of Jiaoxi Station gathers hundreds of hot spring hotels to provide people with hot springs to relieve fatigue.

Note 2: Jiaoxi Township of Yilan County is located in the northernmost part of the Lanyang Plain, "Jiao" means dry in Hokkien language, "dry valley" is the first impression of the early ancestors of this place;

In addition, the water quality of Jiaoxi Hot Spring is clear and tasteless and rich in minerals, which local farmers use to irrigate and grow vegetables and fruits, with water spinach, tomatoes, loofahs, white bamboo shoots and other water spinach being the best quality, with a unique taste and special flavor.

The author likes Hualien, Taitung, Kenting, unexpectedly Yilan is the most frequent, and it is good to go for a long time, and the restaurants without menu dishes in the past few years are particularly natural and impressive.

Happy life with each other! The author and his friends are free and easy, remember to do what they like so that they don't feel bitter, it's joy! Encouragement! (To be continued......