Marvel's Monster Hunter World

On the 2.2nd, it rained in Wuhan today and was a bit cold.

But I am very happy. As a child, I am fulfilling my responsibilities. The doctor said that my mother's leg is recovering well and the steel plate can be removed tomorrow. I completed the hospitalization procedures, called my brother and sister, and asked my father not to come over tomorrow. I can take care of my mother by myself. If we go back to almost 25 years ago, when I was about to be born, a rural woman with some education would have to suffer for a long time for this careless child.

At this moment, my mother is asleep, and I am staying by her bedside, just like she was guarding me when I was a child.

Humanity is happy, passed down from generation to generation.

And people find happiness in giving, whether it is the upbringing of my parents, the support I gradually started to support my parents, or the persistence between good friends. Today I would like to thank several good friends for their help. I not only want to thank you from the bottom of my heart, but I also hope to do something for you in the future.

I once read a sentence, "The clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and the whiskers change into gray dogs." It talks about the fickleness of things in the world. There will be no absolute poverty, and there will also be no eternal prosperity. Regarding material things, in this era, those who are willing to make progress, have ideals, and have their own ideas will come sooner or later. I never doubted my own values ​​and ideals, they just came later.

The most precious thing that remains unchanged is the true heart. The older you get, the firmer your belief in truth, goodness and beauty becomes. Just like birds and animals feeding back, the love of brotherhood.

Thank you to all the people I met around me. Some of them are kind and have helped me a lot. Thank you for walking with me on those roads. The other group are evil, at least in a certain sense. Thank you. After your disgust, I know that not everyone is so beautiful, let alone the stubborn little white rabbit before. Only when you see evil with your own eyes will you yearn for truth, goodness and beauty even more.

Habitually gone too far~~~

After I finish my work, I have time to write.

I have a special habit when writing: I like to listen to music and write.

The music in the headphones can immediately isolate me from the irrelevant world; when my thoughts are flowing smoothly, it is easy to relax while listening to the songs, and each chapter flows smoothly; and when my thoughts are not flowing smoothly, music is my best friend . Just listen to the song and keep listening, that's it. I am a person who likes music. In fact, writing aside, I must wear headphones when I go out. I don’t have many favorite songs in my ears, and I feel uncomfortable walking. Pop, rock, folk, ancient style, from Chinese to English to Korean, I like it more and more after listening to it.

There was once a girl who said she wanted to read the cities I wrote about. At that time, I was very passionate about fantasy and said that I didn’t have enough life experience to write about cities. Now, I can be considered a person who has been swept by two prosperous cities in bjsh for two years. Anyway, I have some qualifications for writing about cities. Writing stories is the same as writing articles. Articles are written from time to time. No matter how fancy the story is, it cannot be separated from the real world.

Nowadays, I feel good listening to the songs I like and writing the stories I like.

Maybe this central idea doesn't fit in with the whole long-winded sentence, but I still want to sum it up: the music is great and suitable for being a lifelong lover.

I finished rambling and started writing. Thank you for watching me write stories in the future.