Novels

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Sleep about 3:00. I feel like I made a dream. I dreamed of writing novels, from the high school I began to write the story of the times. After graduating from high school, I dreamed to travel to a city, inadvertently saw a performance and an underground film. Later, I came to college, like into a model team or the other, I am not quite clear, and always with a group of girls, like their model, or not.

I am not too sure in the end this is my dream I am still lying in bed sleepless Xiaxiang circumstances. Because there are part of the story is real, look at the first performances and first underground film, and in those inside, I even remember the films that I January 15, 05 to see the "fish disappear."I think the drowsily. Seemed to start writing novels begin. In bed so I ask myself. But the point was clear when I said to myself that was not possible, my writing seems to be at the level of repetition in time, in addition to writing some little girls love story nothing other than I can write. Only sophomore wrote that when one called the "knife. Sword "I remember the novel, not vexatious love, hatred inside all the whole blood is all fate.

Reported Wednesday afternoon to four. Back when sitting in front of the computer trying to do a Juanzi reflecting back, but inside an open Juanzi watched a lot of unfamiliar words of my shyness. September last year when the Red Ruru, and I must say that I was four I have to study well, meat, very happy and gave me encouragement, but I did not go to the final because I forget the lessons of the application for time missed. Now, I still did not study well, but I have no contact Mr. and meat, his birthday earlier messages I have not the past, in fact I think it is so past it, anyway things are not possible, why lock themselves in their own it closed in the world.

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