Write well, don't fight

God, different religions have different interpretations.It can be broadly divided into two categories, monotheism and polytheism.The powers of the gods are different, but they can all be attributed to one trait, controlling things that humans cannot control.

The influence of Christianity ranks first in the world. God is the only God in their mouths. He is omniscient, omnipotent, all-wise, all-seeing, all-powerful, all-loving, and the eternal supreme and eternal being of all creation. He is omnipresent, omnipotent, and omnipotent. Know everything, have everything.

He is the creator of all, the ruler of the universe, the revealer of truth, the savior of the chosen people and the judge of evil.

The solemn and white church, the thin shell-like dome hanging from the chandeliers cast warm yellow light, the light and exposed ridges and ribs dome, and the brown-red long tables are arranged in an orderly manner.Colorful paintings are hung on the four walls, the sculpture of the Virgin Mary is on the high platform, the relief of the angel is carved on the marble pillar, and the ethereal hymn floats in from the window, constantly hovering upward like the light feathers of an angel.

The girl was sitting on a bench holding a Bible. Most of the worshipers had left, but she was still sitting there carefully looking at the Bible in her hand.

Does Weixia believe in God? She thinks there is no gardener in a garden. She is essentially an atheist, and the Bible is just studied by her as a literary book.But she admires those who have faith, and the light of those people's souls is shining an inexhaustible fire for faith.

Just as she lowered her head and carefully read the Bible, she suddenly felt a shadow falling in front of her. She raised her head and saw a silver-haired man in a priest's attire sitting down in front of her.

Even when he came to Japan, Hawthorne still insisted on the habit of worshiping, which even the leader of the group could not change.Recently, the combination has undergone a series of strange changes. The leader was bedridden after writing a book desperately, and his partner Margaret resigned inexplicably and returned home, claiming to use literature to revitalize the family, but Hawthorne's heart is still as calm as water.

He dedicated everything to God, and the supreme God gave him the right to judge people who have committed serious crimes, and he will definitely pay his whole life for this.Hawthorne quietly flipped through the Bible in his hand, ethereal hymns hovered around him, his face was calm, and there was only the slight sound of pages being turned for a while.

"That... are you the priest of this church?"

A small voice came from behind, Hawthorne turned his head, and a white light flashed on the glasses.He could see the face of the person behind him clearly. The girl with a delicate face had her curly hair combed, her soft hair brushed her cheeks with her movements, and there was a hint of curiosity and inquiry in her eyes.

"No, I'm just an ordinary servant of God." Hawthorne shook his head lightly. What he wanted to punish was a sinner, and his attitude towards such an ordinary weak girl was very gentle.

"Because you are wearing a priest's attire, then you must be a priest in another church." The girl smiled brightly, "Mr. Priest, I don't understand some sentences, can you explain them to me?"

Hawthorne looked at the Bible that the girl had handed in front of him, and the girl's shining expectant eyes. Since he is a servant of God, interpreting God's will is also one of his responsibilities, so he nodded.

Time flies like running water, and the sun sets and the sun is about to sink in the blink of an eye. The late birds draw an elegant arc in the sky, and the wind begins to cool down.

Hawthorne glanced at his watch, it was time to go.He stood up, with the Bible under his arm, and straightened the creased hem of his clothes.He gently moved the table and chairs, and walked towards the door without haste.

"Mr. Priest, please wait." The sound of the girl's footsteps trying to walk as fast as she could almost run came from behind. Hawthorne stopped. During the 1-minute wait, the girl had already caught up and squatted to catch her breath. When she raised her head There was still a bright smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Priest, thank you very much for your help." Thanks to this gentleman, she has made a lot of progress in analyzing the Bible, and she thinks that part of her research on comparing various religious literatures should be completed soon.

"I'm a servant of God, it's easy to do." Hawthorne's tone was light, the girl blinked, and a playful dimple appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Mr. Priest, can you tell me your name, I will write it down in the research paper." Mister's help."

Hawthorne was silent for a second, thinking that it would be no big deal to tell his name.

No...it's actually a big deal...

The innocent writers from the port Mafia, the detective agency, etc. who were cheated wanted to cry without tears...

"Nathaniel Hawthorne."

The clear and cold tone, like the cold ice and snow covering the flower branches in winter, was like a sudden burst of flames in the girl's eyes, stirring passionately in her blood.

"Humanity would be like a potato planted in the same soil that would not thrive if generations were repeatedly rooted in the same soil that was no longer fertile. My children have been born elsewhere, even if I could, control Given their fate, they, too, will take root in unsuitable places."

"In human nature, except when selfishness is particularly active, love is always easier than hate. Hate, if the original enemy is not continuously stimulated, can even be transformed into love after a gradual and peaceful development. "

"The pioneer of American psychoanalytic novels, the first writer of short stories in the history of American literature, and the greatest romantic novelist in the United States in the 200th century, Mr. Nathaniel Hawthorne. Based on the Americas in the colonial era more than [-] years ago What the subject matter reveals is the cruelty, religious deception, and moral hypocrisy of the United States of America's social code in the era of capitalist development in the nineteenth century, Mr. Hawthorne, who is known as a writer among writers!"

Wei Xia’s eyes lit up a familiar fire, what a wonderful adventure, is this the favor of the Muse, she shoulders the mission of guarding literature and strengthening the editorial department, Mr. Hawthorne’s "The Scarlet Letter" she It is imperative!

Nathaniel Hawthorne stood dumbfounded at the door of the church, and the ethereal voice of poetry seemed to come from far, far away. He seemed to see that the gate of heaven had been opened, the angels were laughing, and God cast golden light, Light drives out darkness, and pain is replaced by joy.Ah... Sure enough, only literature can prove my loyalty to God. Supreme God, your servant Hawthorne swears here that your gospel will be spread all over the world, and I will use my life's literature to convey your glory. Your supreme!

The silver-haired man wearing glasses flicked the priest's robe and ran out. The wind and sand gathered behind him, but he couldn't stop his way.This is the power of faith, which will support him to praise the benevolence and supremacy of our God with words.

Weisha walked out of the church without any haste, with the Bible under her arm. She had already put the contact information of the editorial department and the promotional business card in the pocket of the priest. Now she was in a good mood, humming a joyful song and walking In the direction of the editorial department.

She is an atheist, but she has faith.She will dedicate everything to that noble literature. Even if the road ahead is full of wind and rain, she will overcome obstacles and let the glory of literature shine on the world.

Literature first.

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Another novelist, another novel with tens of thousands of words, the writers in Yokohama, although the short stories are good, it’s okay to try a long story once in a while, others are challenged by numbers, we have to learn the friendly character of reciprocity, Eastern and Western literature In the big battle, don't let one side dominate. I look forward to your works with both quantity and quality!

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