Recently, I love watching zombie movies. In fact, I have always loved such naked and bloody movies.Of course, I also have love for human beings in my heart, and I am not perverted. Well, instead of talking about the movie, let's talk about Christmas Eve.There was no snow yesterday, so I was a little disappointed.Sitting in the study while working on the manuscript, I watched the sporadic lighting of Kongming lanterns on the university campus not far away. It was already seven fifteen, and it was already dark.The orange Kongming lanterns swayed up into the sky, trembling in the wind.Some people say that wishing on a shooting star is for the beauty that passes away in an instant.So, what is the purpose of praying to the Kongming Lantern?I couldn't figure it out, so I made two small wishes - I hope the world will be peaceful, and I can win the lottery.

It was seven twenty, and the air-conditioned home was very warm.I closed the document and went to the window to look out.Couples in twos and threes went out one after another arm in arm. Are they going to celebrate this imported festival? Christmas Eve without snow seems to be missing something. My wife and younger sister went shopping and haven't come back yet.It just so happened that I could find some time to calmly think about something.Like what's for dinner?What should I do at night?Do you want to take a bath first?It's time for the car to be maintained, and the money is about to run out!The community has to pay parking fees, shit, it's expensive to grab people!

I don't know when, only trivial things are left in my head.Sometimes I feel really tired, and I don’t know what I want to do when I grow up!Dream, what's left! Have I ever dreamed?Maybe there was, but it's all forgotten now.Life is enough to forget everything important and unimportant.No one can be an exception!It's like I should be rushing to write the manuscript now, but I ignore the approaching of the deadline and write this preface inexplicably and with a funny head. I suddenly remembered Christmas many years ago. That year when I was in Beijing, it snowed as heavy as goose feathers at Juyongguan.I am climbing the Great Wall, climbing up step by step, looking down every step I climb.That year, I did not climb to the top after all.

What's the name of the song you must hear at Christmas?Can't remember the name, so I played a random piece of music on the computer - "Silent Night", "Jingle Bells" or something too cloudy, I don't want to listen to it. Well, I am not in the mood to continue talking about Juyongguan.Go to the draft, go to the draft, if you don't rush the draft, you really can't deliver it on time!Although I basically haven't delivered the manuscript on time... To be honest, what exactly do I want to write in this diary!Damn, floating clouds, floating clouds! Next time, I’d better write something with a sense of hierarchy, and use something deeper as the preface of this book, otherwise the preface will soon become synonymous with wordy.

Well, let's pretend to be deep from the next sentence. Speaking of which, it's very difficult to get on Fresh.com recently, and I can't go to the reception room to sit for a while. I'm really ashamed. A few days ago, a letter was sent to my mailbox. It was written by a reader who was reading pirated copies in mainland China. He said that the number of words in my novels is more and more obvious.His letter was very badly written, and I will not elaborate on the dirty words in detail.But this letter made me stunned for a long time, and I was a little confused. How does the act of cheating on word counts have anything to do with me?

My texts are usually published, and the price is not calculated by word count on the Internet.The publishing house will not pay me more because I write a few more words, but requires a constant number of words for each novel, but usually each of my novels far exceeds the prescribed number of words. It is also far greater than the intellectual text excerpted from the book. And for each book, I will take the time to carefully write the preface with extra words. Conscience of heaven and earth, I write a book very slowly, only one book in two months, and each story has undergone a lot of investigation and materials.I am not a full-time writer either. After work, I can only write more than a thousand words a day on average, which is my limit.

I try to keep the characteristics of my novels as much as possible. It is true that "Silent Night" has many flaws and blemishes due to the long period of creation; due to the sufficient preparation in the early stage, there must be a large amount of intellectual text in each book, which is unavoidable. After all, every The story will involve many aspects and points. If you insist on not explaining, the book will not go on. Reading is a pleasure and a process of acquiring knowledge.Although the sales volume is not high, I still don't want the things I wrote to be reduced to the level of garbage novels. After reading them, I completely forget them in my head, and there is nothing left.

Anyone who has read "Silent Night" should know that even after a long time, the plot of the book, the characters, and perhaps even the title of the book are forgotten, but a certain bit of knowledge in it will still remain. in mind.This is the effect I want to achieve.After all, the book I wrote still leaves something for the reader, and maybe one day, that reader will use it. I'm not a big talker, but I've always believed in it. If you really want to follow what the owner of the letter said, omit the knowledge part, that is, throw away what he called "making up the word count".Let me give you an example. For example, in a certain passage in "The Yin Bee of Hell", I put all the text introducing the bees in one stroke, put them in brackets, and let the readers check it out by themselves.Then how do I explain the mutation of the bees?How can I let readers know that Zhou's bees are different from most bee species?How many people know what kind of bees the average beekeeper uses, and how many people are really interested in going out of their way to find out for themselves?

Would anyone really want to read such a perfunctory novel? The feeling of holding a paper book in your hand is far from being comparable to viewing electronic documents on the screen. The touch of the book can make you feel at ease, and the fragrance of the ink in the book can make you patiently read page after page.As for electronic documents, as soon as the scroll wheel of the mouse is slid, the slightly boring parts will slide away. After reading a book, is there really anything left in the mind? Apart from impatience, there is not much left! Haha, of course, I didn’t accuse him of being a scum just because I knew from that letter that the man who wrote the letter was suspected of watching pirated copies and spraying it indiscriminately; Please fight hard, don't read pirated copies on the Internet, if you have a temper, buy the original copy, throw it in my face and scold me, thank you.People who are watching pirated posts themselves have no right to criticize my writing style!

real!I'm not narrow-minded at all! (tsk tsk) That's it, merry christmas. By night silent What should I do if a person is suspected of being haunted by a ghost?Very simple, two ways. One is to find a psychiatrist and seek scientific assistance.The second is to go to a temple or ask a master to exorcise ghosts. What if temples and science are useless?Very well, then there are two paths left.First, to prove that there are ghosts in the world, and that I am really haunted by ghosts.Second, wait silently to see if you are suffering from mental illness or normal thinking. As for the price, it is nothing more than death.

But who can really bear that there are ghosts in this world?This is an era of science, where science can explain most things, and everything that cannot be explained by science is called pseudoscience by some, and scientific refutation by others. Illusion and reality are sometimes just separated by a thin layer of paper, but in most cases that layer of paper cannot be pierced anyway, just like the plot in the American movie "The Exorcist", even the Vatican cannot confirm the evil spirits The presence. The 21st century is an era of lack of faith. God and Buddha gradually lost believers in scientific theories, and the Pope also publicly admitted the possibility of aliens. This is an era of the Big Bang of science, and science has won most beliefs. So, do ghosts, as mysterious objects that human beings have been afraid of for thousands of years, really exist? I don't know, and I'm confused. Through this story, I hope to find an answer.