Within five years, God has brought disaster to this province twice in a row.

On that year, the living is celebrating his life, and the deceased is in Wenchuan.

During the 4:20 this year, the disaster moved to Ya'an.

When the earthquake occurred, my only reaction was to call Tietou. I breathed a sigh of relief when I learned that his family was fine. What made me feel relieved was that many people called or left messages asking me if I was shocked. I told them that my place was hundreds of miles away from the earthquake zone.

After experiencing disasters, people will become strong.

Of course this is nonsense. If you want to live on your own, you must become strong.

After leaving the town, I put down my burden and wrote a book with a peaceful mind.

After four months, I completed this book.

During this period, I met many old friends again.

Most people are interested in girls, so let me tell you the story about girls. I met Ding Ding in May, and she just got married this year. This girl is a little more kind than Juliet, at least her husband is not a sixty-six-year-old.

I promised to invite Dingding to watch a movie about six or seven years ago, but because of various accidents, I never got what I wanted. I finally made up for this regret in May this year. I took her to watch an old movie "Golden Rooster". When the older "What to See for Life" sounded, I turned my head and saw Dingding was already in tears.

I kept doing it and revisiting many old movies. In this process, I found that Hong Kong movies are indeed not completely helpless. Just like the later national football team, when you give up, it will suddenly give you a little surprise. Even in this awkward year in 2006, good movies were released, such as the movie "Isabella" directed by Peng Haoxiang.

Watching the same movie at different times will bring different moods.

I remember when I first watched this movie in 2006, I didn’t remember half of the plot. Because I watched this movie with a girl, my attention was completely focused on the girl’s short skirt and thighs. During the movie, I was mainly thinking about how to put my hands from her thighs into her skirt.

When I calmed down and went to relive the movie alone, I was surprised.

This movie is very suitable for a father to watch, especially for a single father to watch.

In this movie, some lines are very interesting.

For example, Du Wenze said to Luo Shi Liang: "You are not over 18 years old, so you are still a prostitute? Are you playing a police officer?"

Du Wenze: "You know you are my daughter, but you still followed me last night?"

Issue Liang: "What's so strange about you having so many women, sometimes you have to fuck your own daughter?"

In this drama, Anthony Wong appeared three times wearing sunglasses, and three times she talked to herself while eating, ate a hot pot, a bowl of fish ball noodles, and a hamburger.

During these months, what I do every day is to code, watch old movies, and tell stories to my son.

I began to become easily impressed.

This is a rare thing, and in the years before this, I could not even be touched by what I wrote.

This is also a very happy thing, and my health has improved to a certain extent.

Since 2008, I have suffered from increasingly severe dry eyes and eye fatigue. I have been with eye drops for a long time, from the first three times a day to seven or eight times a day. Because of this, I sometimes hate to face computers, and even choose eunuchs to stay away from this thing. Of course, the online saying is not like this, for example, Baidu Encyclopedia says: Lao Niu is addicted to online games and even disappears...

There is a book that says tears are the best eye drops.

I used to think this is nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be true.

When an uncle becomes easily impressed, he often sheds tears.

When tears fell, I suddenly realized that this thing was indeed better than eye drops.

I remembered a song: I haven't shed tears for at least ten years, and at least ten songs have comforted me.

I'm not that strong. I've never cried for five years, and I have five songs to comfort me.

During the process of writing this new book, I was often moved by myself, and sometimes there were wonderful replays. For example, when I was writing a chapter, I shed tears, and when I looked back and checked for typos, my nose felt sore again.

I have three total experiences from writing to crying. The first one was in 2001. I was not yet twenty years old and I handwritten 100,000 words while writing. I cried. Several pages of manuscript paper were soaked with tears, resulting in blurring of the handwriting. Later, the 100,000 words similar to the collection of prose were nowhere to be published, and I finally burned it with a torch.

The second time was to write an online novel in 2008. In fact, the text structure of the book was not detailed. At the beginning, I thought about YY, but as I wrote, it evoked many memories, and suddenly touched things that shouldn't have touched. When I was more than 300,000 words, I suddenly realized that I had cried three times. This kind of experience of writing YY novels that evoked YY's painful past, which was very uncomfortable, so the second half of the book was much rougher. At that time, I just didn't want to make myself cry for the fourth time.

The third chapter is now, only 100,000 words, and I have cried four times. Two of them were crying silently, and one was sobbing with my head in my arms, and the most exaggerated one was lying on the keyboard and crying bitterly. In fact, the stories in the book are not so sad, but when writing these unsad stories, I often think of many sad past events. Sometimes, when I write about a girl, I may think of ten girls in my mind, which makes me irresistible.

When I wrote 200,000 words, I couldn't remember how many times I had cried.

The only benefit this incident brought to me was that my eyes seemed to be healed and I haven't used eye drops for a month.

Usually when I am moved by myself, no one else will be moved, and many people think I am not sure what I am saying.

Humans are complex animals. Generally, things they think are good are bad, but others think they are bad. For example, Marquez always believes that his best work is "The Colonel who No One Writes to Him", but people only recognize his "Hundred Years of Solitude" which won the Nobel Prize in Literature.

When I thought of such a tragic experience as a great man like Marquez, a small character like me suddenly became much more balanced.

When I started writing in April, an old friend in the circle advised me to write such a subject, which is equivalent to taking risks with life.

When I uploaded it at the end of June, my editor told me earnestly that writing such a subject would be like carving two words on my face.

In the end, I chose to go all the way to the black.

As it turns out, they are right.

Chasing ideals will cost a lot.

The dismal popularity of this book is the price I have to bear.

Sometimes I feel discouraged and feel that I am doing something particularly boring. Especially when I see some weird book reviews, you are clearly expressing such a meaning, but it is misinterpreted into another meaning. This can easily make people despair and feel that no one in this world can understand you.

Later I figured it out that writing such things will realize my dream, it has nothing to do with others, it has nothing to do with anyone understanding it, the most important thing is that I am happy myself.

For a long time before this, I was struggling with one question, that is: am I a pessimist or an optimistic person? I have not found the answer, and readers have no answers. Many people think that what I write is joyful, and many people think that what I write is sad.

Until May this year, I met Ding Ding and suddenly found the answer. She was very different from before. Her temper was no longer so irritable and her clothes were no longer so exposed. No matter how you look at it, she was a good wife and mother.

I was shocked by her changes and asked her how she did it.

She answered me: "I just learned to make others happy. I used to make customers happy, and in the future, I will make my heart open."

I asked her, "Then how do you make others happy?"

Her answer shocked me. I thought for so many years and was confused for so many years. Finally, a former lady came to tell me the standard answer. She said: "It's not difficult. As long as people who truly understand sadness understand how to make others happy."
Chapter completed!