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It was like a waterfall. If one wanted to move forward, it would always be very difficult and slow. Moreover, it was easy to retreat. But every creator was working day and night, sitting in front of the screen, waving their tired hands to create. This was crazy, and he didn't understand why. It was because he had a dream. Dreams give us the motivation to move forward, allowing us to overcome the erosion of the waterfall and continue to move forward.

What is my dream? I want to continue this love of mine, not for money or fame. A storyteller didn't want to receive many rewards or high fame and fortune. Instead, he wanted to have many readers to share, tell, and tell his story to more people.

The life of a book didn't start with the author's first word, but when the first reader read it. The content reverberated in the mind, thinking, fluctuating, and stirring emotions. Only then did he truly begin to live.

Then, when was death? It wasn't that the author had finished writing or stopped writing, but that there was no longer anyone watching. If no one knew about the silence, then it was as if he had died. Mr. Lu Xun once said that some people might be dead, and some people might be dead, but they were still alive.

Dreams give me the motivation to move forward. Even in the dark, I can still fumble forward. However, as I fell into desolation, the lower the numbers, the more uneasy and confused I became. I wondered if my path was right, if my dreams and persistence were right.

However, I felt that there would always be light. I continued to write and move forward with difficulty. Slowly, I reached the stage. Perhaps in the future, the data would become better and many people would look at it. I'm not asking for tips or anything. I just want a lot of readers, readers who will explore the story world with me.

Whether my path can continue forward, whether the dream we insist on is right. After thinking for a long time, I stopped halfway through my speech. I couldn't sleep for many days. Finally, I made up my mind to give it a try. I wanted to see if there were many people who supported me and wanted to hear my story.

Then, I got up and continued to complete the remaining half of my speech in front of the computer.

When he was composing, he always felt that time was slow, and the number of words was also very slow. But unknowingly, he had already experienced so much time and had already reached it. When he recalled the beginning of the book, it felt like it was just yesterday.

Some people went into the industry for money and fame. But I don't have this skill. I'm just an ordinary person. Why am I doing this? "I'm just doing it for my own hobby. When I see those monotonous novels, I tell my friends what they're about. They're too bad, and you still laugh. Anyway, I can't laugh.

My friend told me that there are people who like this now, and there are people who buy it. If you can do it, go ahead!

Then, I went on the website and became an author. I started my creative journey. I feel that novels are about presenting the fantasy world in your heart. In the beginning, I was a little confused and my presentation was very poor. But as time passed and my skills improved, my presentation was able to be understood by many people, and there were some so-called readers.

I was quite happy. After writing for a while, the number of readers increased again. Some people gave me tips and some gave me flowers.

I think that this is actually very good, but when I gradually achieve it, it means that I will lose some readers in the future, but I won't be able to promote it. My goal is to let more people read it and understand the world in my heart.

Some people would say that it would be different and that it would have a lot of readers and promotions. However, I'm a poor person. I usually write when I'm working part-time. Therefore, there would always be very few updates, and it would be very slow, but there was no other way.

But now, the opportunity has come. I don't have to be so busy. I can use a lot of time to do what I like and create. My friend said that you don't have to be so tired because you're handsome. But for the sake of their dreams, they would always work hard. Wasn't youth just about sweating and chasing the unreachable starlight?

Speaking of which, I thought of my other friend. She was also writing in a studio. Because she needed a long time to write, her boyfriend felt neglected and threw a tantrum. In the midst of making a choice, my friend decided to give up her boyfriend of many years and go out to rent a small house to continue composing.

Sometimes, it was tiring to be busy with the things that one liked, but it felt good in the heart. Why are we so busy? Isn't it to make ourselves feel comfortable?

After studying for a day, he continued to write, conceive, and create with his tired body. It would be very tiring, but it would be very comfortable. He looked up at the dark night outside the window. It was quiet but peaceful.

Looking at the dark night, one would always think," Maybe there are many people like me who drag their tired bodies to create at this time. You might find it unbelievable and crazy." But this was a hobby, a preference. Collecting some figurines and crafts would always be considered crazy, but it was actually a matter of perspective.

I don't write novels for money or fame. Because I can't reach that level at all. I just like to do it. A pot of tea, a computer, and a day of typing. It was tiring, but it was very comfortable.

Occasionally, I would get tired, so I would go to comic convention with my friends to relax my mind. I would wear cosplay clothes and play with like-minded people. I would always get a lot of inspiration.

Some people felt that the ones who bought and started were all from families with mines. But in fact, they were not. They were all busy and tired, earning money and saving money to buy them. It was tiring, the process was tiring, but he was willing.

In this era, novels developed rapidly. Many people were immersed in the sea of Wang Yang, struggling to move forward. There would always be failures, and there would always be people who would say that it was a waste of time. But I don't think that's the case. This is what youth should do. Sweat and chase the distant starlight. " Many years later, I might fail, but when I think back to the beginning, if I had to make a new choice, I would still choose to throw myself into the sea and fight. The scenery and experiences along the way were things I didn't want to lose. They were also the most important and precious treasures.

After a while, when I get my royalties, I'll go and rent a room with my friend who gave up her boyfriend and rented a room to write. Let's chase the starlight together.

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