Unlimited book system

My name is Lu Qingqing, a Virgo girl with bright eyes. I like to eat candied haws and gossip. I wear a string of green rings on my hands. I heard from her parents that this thing was given to her by her grandfather and she was told not to throw it away. As I grew up, I found that the ring was a little strange. I felt that this ring was a little unusual since I was a teenager, until one day I found something that I could never forget. What was that thing?

I do nothing every day except eating, sleeping and daydreaming. This is simply the life of a pig. How many people dream of sleeping until they wake up naturally, but they can't do that?

I was imagining myself becoming a rich person one day, and suddenly someone poured cold water on her face, and that person was none other than her, the angel.

There is an angel and a devil living in everyone. Sometimes the devil has the upper hand, and sometimes the angel does. They are evenly matched and equally matched.

I am writing a new book recently, but when I started typing I realized that I didn’t seem to have written an outline?

What should I do? Anyway, this is my style.

I write whatever I want and will never be bound by anything.

Without an outline, I can write what I want. For me, writing is my hobby and also my dream.

When a person tries hard to do something, what will happen if he always fails to do it well?

Of course, I will try my best to do it well. What else can I do? The same is true for writing. It is not something that can be achieved overnight. It requires your patience, perseverance, and perseverance. For your dreams, cheer yourself up!

Believing in yourself is the best medicine. Nothing is ever smooth sailing and there will always be obstacles in the way.

I want to be that indestructible cockroach. Only in this way can I get one step closer to success.

My name is Lu Qingqing and this is my oath.

I wake up from my dream every day and find that my story has just begun. Do you want to hear my story? I can tell you my story.

Today is the day I start writing a new book. I got up and looked at my watch. It was already half past nine, so I quickly went to wash up.

When everything was ready, she sat in front of the computer desk with bread and milk, opened the laptop in front of her and started writing. The first thing she did after turning on the computer was to scan for junk and kill viruses. This was something she had to do every day and it had become a habit.

She opened a blank notebook and began typing, processing her ideas from yesterday and what happened in her dream. When she finished writing the last word, she looked at her watch and saw that only an hour had passed. She had typed 38,900 words in this hour.

She closed her laptop, stood up, stretched, did some exercises, put on her coat and went out.

She locked the door and went to a park, where she saw many elderly people practicing Tai Chi, walking, running, and dancing.

She went to a place with fewer people and sat down. This place is usually not visited by many people. To be more precise, no one comes here except me.

I sat on the bench, basking in the sunshine and closing my eyes to rest.

This is my daily compulsory course. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds and strong winds. Could it be that Marshal Tianpeng has come? Just kidding. She reached for her phone and then remembered that she didn't have the habit of bringing her phone with her. She thought to herself, it seems that there was no rain forecast in the past few days? What happened today? Is it a seizure?

No matter what, let's go back first! I'll give up for today.

As soon as she stood up, the sun came out. I immediately got angry and cursed. Damn, are you trying to trick me?

You think it's funny, right? Are you kidding me? I want to see what you can do to me.

Everyone ran away in a minute, but when they saw me like this, they stopped and looked at me as if I were a mental patient, as if to say that this person was sick.

At this time, it started to drizzle, and those people dispersed, leaving her alone walking in the rain. She was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She wiped the rain off her face and walked towards home.

To be continued! ! !