Essay
The cool night
The sky has turned cold, the night cool as water. Looking up, the cold moon hangs high. Baring my arms to the outside, a cool breeze brushes gently like cool water. I wonder, is this the chill of the air? Or the chill of the cold moon? Has the air grown lonely, exhaling a sigh? Or is it the figure on the icy palace, unable to bear the loneliness of the sky, descending to earth, bringing waves of cold? Perhaps it is none of these, simply that the heart of man is lonely, lonely in the sky, lonely in the air. Yet loneliness is not bad, a rare and precious loneliness, where man quiets down, the heart calms, all sound fades away. The busyness of the day, perhaps, is for this moment of tranquility. I do not dislike it, I like it.
By lover of literature2 years ago in Chapters
How can love be like instant noodles?
One: Decision made, it's you, my food, instant noodles. An extremely interesting pursuit. The man is just one of many individuals, regardless of whether he is handsome or not, even a frog can experience love, haven't you heard of the Frog Prince? Just like that, the man walked out of the classroom as usual and coincidentally saw a woman passing by. It doesn't matter if she is beautiful or not, even if her clothes are covered in dust, love can still exist, haven't you heard of Cinderella? That's how it happened. The man felt moved and did something he had never done before. He clenched his teeth and hurriedly caught up with her, tapping her shoulder. "You dropped something." The woman smiled like a flower. "No, I didn't." The man gathered his courage. "Yes, you dropped your heart. It has fallen onto mine. I don't want to give it back. Will you accept my heart?" The woman was stunned for a moment, looked at the man and smiled. "Quite an unusual way of pursuing someone. Alright, I'll try to accept your heart. Let's meet at the school gate after class." The man smiled. Love began.
By lover of literature2 years ago in Chapters
Lonely Star's Tears
It was very late at night, the surrounding area was extremely quiet, with only the sound of insects chirping drifting in through the open window with the gentle breeze. It woke her up from her restless sleep. She got out of bed, put on a coat, and walked out to the balcony, following a faint glow that caught her eye.
By lover of literature2 years ago in Chapters
THE CITY LIBRARY
CHAPTER 1~2 THE CITY LIBRARY• •They lost their powers and became normal human beings, dwelling in the human world, they gave birth to children and their love continues forever" Salome read the last chapter of the book " MYSTERY" and she sighed.
By Abolarin Ebenezer2 years ago in Chapters
Atomic Habits, sort of.
Near the end of last year, I decided to spend more time writing. I committed to writing one article a week, which seemed like a solid start since I have never dedicated any time to writing- which is weird because all I ever do in my head is… fake write. I walk through life crafting sentences, paragraphs, book titles, fictional conversations, without ever putting them down in writing. I have scrap papers laying around with little tidbits that I would like to include in a book or poem someday, but until last year, I never spent time making time to write. But I figured, if I wanted to be a writer, and wanted to write books, and to make a living doing it, I should probably actually do the thing. So, one article a week seemed like a good starting point.
By Morgan Longford2 years ago in Chapters
BUILD A POSITIVE ATTITUDE
ude acts as a living thread that weaves together moments of joy, flexibility and contentment. It is the compass that guides us through trials and triumphs, lighting the way with optimism and hope. Although challenges may arise, developing a positive attitude allows people to navigate life and difficult issues with grace and resilience, turning obstacles into opportunities for growth and fulfillment.
By MUZAMMIL KHAN N2 years ago in Chapters
