My mirror is fine

After finishing writing, I want to say that it is not easy.I have been thinking about this article for a long time. I started to conceive it in April 2021, finished writing the paper version in July, and published it on Jinjiang in July and August. It has taken a long time until now.During the update, there will be some revisions, which are different from the paper version.This is the first book I published, and I think it is quite commemorative.So I will pursue perfection, but I am not very satisfied with this book.Come on later!After writing this book, I couldn't get over it for a while, and I began to think that they should have a better ending.It's really hard to get over it, it's hard to get over it.But this is the best and most realistic ending for now, I told myself.It's kind of irresponsible, but that's it.

This story comes from a fantasy. One day, I looked in the mirror and wondered: Will there be a person in the mirror who emerges because of people's desire.This is a knife, but my original intention was to write a cookie. I hope it will be a sweet plot that will make me cringe.It was originally called "Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water", so maybe I had a hunch at that time that it was an illusion.Because I was in Jinjiang, I had to change it to "My Mirror Has Been Perfect".Mirror Flower Water Moon is really the most suitable name, beautiful but illusory, just like "Gu Xi", the effect of medicine brings happiness based on nothingness.Xi: Tianming, this happiness is a daydream he made to escape reality. When he woke up, he was melancholy and sad, so he chose to get lost after the dream was shattered, because he was afraid that "Gu Xi" would become a meaningless name from now on. . (Gu Xi, as his lover, left him in a car accident. He was not reconciled, so he went to Yan Zhen to take the medicine that would cause hallucinations, and used it to deceive himself. After the effect of the medicine, the small mirror disappeared. Willing, I asked for medicine again, completely lost)

Shen Zhao is calm and crazy, strong and weak.To borrow the words of a friend of mine, "He seems very rational, but he can't be himself because of his lover's departure. He longs to be loved but is afraid of losing." I really want to give him HE, there are: Gu Xi turned into a small mirror and came back; Gu Xi did not leave him, he just missed him so much that he had hallucinations; the small mirror cured Shen Zhao, they Happy together; it's a dream. . . . . .But I know it won't work, if I change it, then Shen Zhao will not be Shen Zhao.

I don't want to use "crazy" to describe him, I just want to use lost, although he is a bit silly, silly and cute.One day when I was typing, a "fool" appeared when I hit Shen Zhao, and it was really uncomfortable at that time.Shen Zhao, idiot, alas. . . . . .

Goodbye, Shen Zhao.I wish you a happy life, even if it is an illusion.

Tweet a post: "Drunk Drunk Mountains and Rivers" (this book is absolutely sweet, it's a puppy, I was hurt by "My Family")

Many years later, by chance, Ling Feng knew the heart that had been buried for many years. He regretted his negligence at the beginning and let that person pass him by.Fortunately, fate is cruel and generous. In the season of wind, they face the sunset and walk towards the future.The patch of mottled clouds, blushing like drunkenness, made his mountains and rivers gorgeous. (some have prototypes)

Young Musicians vs. Gentle Female Illustrators Please eat with the "Star Tea Party"

again:

This article has a song written by myself, don't steal it, it's a ball.

Those thoughts when I was young|all remain in my heart|

Waiting for others to pick|

Compose a hymn|Collect a touch of love|

Relive those thoughts of the past|

Just|The wind says his season is over|The wind says her season is over|

Go to explore again|No harvest|

Where is the thought | How to find it | It has long been lost in the dark |

Fortunately|the wind says they are still looking|the wind says they are still approaching|

Facing the setting sun|Towards the future|

Waiting for the wind to chant|chanting about the past|

Going around | Looking back |