Listen to Tao, first we discuss articles, characters and ancient and modern things together, and then we have the passion to write his own novels.
Brother Gao doesn’t speak much, but he always floats in time, which always reminds me that he has been paying attention to me.
Qianhong first made friends by chasing waves, so she came to the starting point to help me recruit people to do plot tests in all aspects.
The earthquake is not often discussed, but the speeches are ignored by people.
He also wrote that I lost my love forever. Although he didn’t agree with my article, his criticism was always verbal.
Even if I used to criticize me constantly, some people have constantly aroused my enthusiasm for debate
I still remember that at that time, the discussion forum here was always full of excitement, and people were more attracted to arguing about all aspects than articles.
I still remember that I was proud to say that Taixu essay is not necessarily good, but the quality of Taixu discussion forum is the best. Almost every week, there is a topic that can be discussed in depth and everyone can exchange views.
I still remember the most exciting day, when I could refresh the page from morning till night, reply and argue.
Many people enjoy it as much as I do.
But as time goes by, people who were familiar with and close to each other disappear one by one.
He was the first person to discuss the article at first, but he was never seen in the most lively discussion forum later.
I remember rushing a gift with a pot on Valentine’s Day, which made people laugh. Everyone tried to pull him to write, but he was too busy with his career.
I still remember when I was depressed by rejection, he wrote comments on my article late until five in the morning, hoping to encourage me.
However, since he was going to study abroad, he gradually stopped and almost never saw him again.
I still remember listening to Tao and getting everyone happy to write his own article. Almost everyone will go to the forum, but he has to give up his passion because he is busy with work.
I still remember that if heaven strikes me with a knife, the biggest objection is the plot of my novel. Otherwise, it is never right for the text, and people never hate me for it. Instead, I always feel as if it was a one-night event. Often, my chat friends will never show up again.
He always criticized me for losing my love forever, and now he doesn’t even bother to scold me.
Similarly, when posting at first, it was cold and cold, and the passion tide was updated daily. Even if it was rejected, it was hard to stay firm until it was updated due to various delays.
From writing articles out of sheer excitement to gradually worrying about the economic reality and conflicts.
Renewal slows down due to desire and then becomes less and less.
The discussion forum is getting colder and colder, and old friends are scattered.
Up to now, look back at the past, comment on disputes, recall the past, and then think of everyone or the future or the reality.
Once together, the excitement dissipated.
This moment of disappointment is deeply in my heart.
Up to now, I have decided to stop hanging on for a month, and I am not happy to read it. It is a real pain to update a sword that is as happy as that sword, as if it had been cut in the past.
Once you hold it, you will lose it. Once you are busy, you can still be in your heart.
At a certain moment, I can revisit some arguments and recall that time, we can discuss from an article that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty can study the wonderful thought process of Cheng Ying Zhao orphans from two children.
In disappointment, but knowing a smile.
Yesterday morning, I looked through the debate and thought that I would eventually lose my heart after I stopped updating, so I wrote a text. But after I finished, I read a lot of messages in the message area, but I felt that I thought too much. It is not necessary to be in full swing to show my affection. I was moved by the appearance of many old friends before diving, but I didn’t post it until today. I still want to post this passage instead of seeking sympathy or comfort. I want to make a summary of these words to commemorate what happened in the past years.