Chapter 114
Today, I have no impressive experiences or special thoughts, and everything is very dull.
So, I didn't know what to write.
The feeling at this moment is like I was in the exam during the study era, thinking about how to write an essay.
However, I was very surprised that as long as I started writing, even if I didn’t know what topic to write, I would write a lot of inexplicable content. Similarly, if I couldn’t stop, I would write a lot of irrelevant content.
Just like when I was in the second grade of elementary school, I wrote a picture-reading essay every time I took the exam. I had already expressed the content and had already filled the empty spaces. However, I would still continue to write in one go, and it was the next day...
Then, when I was handing in the paper, my deskmate saw that the essay I wrote was not only full, but even the blanks at the bottom of the test paper were almost full. He couldn't help but look at me with admiration: "Wow! You are so awesome! I just wrote a few sentences but I don't know what to write. You can write so much, I really admire you!"
However, how good can the composition that adds to the snake?
Therefore, as long as I am willing to write, there will always be something out. The problem is, what will the thing be.
Is my writing style just like this kind of vernacular language without any theme? It’s like talking about family matters with others?
Will you write an article?
I don’t know if I can write articles. Some say I write well, some say I write poorly, some say I write boring, and some say I write fairly. Well, so I really don’t know if I can write articles.
I don't know myself about writing things.
However, I have written that even if the things I write are garbage, it is also a unique garbage in the world. Moreover, after garbage is recycled, it will be a new energy source.
At least, it has a label that belongs to me.
I hope to have my own writing style. Whether it is good or bad, as long as others look at the content, they will know that it was written by me, which means I woke up from a smile in my dream.
I don't want to imitate other people's, I just like my own.
Just like the Chinese teacher in the second year of high school, we ask us to memorize other people's excellent essays, and when we encounter similar essay topics, we can put on the model of excellent essays. Well, it feels like this is killing students' imagination. Without innovation, there is only a monotonous pattern, like a puppet essay without souls. I am very repulsive about this.
Even if the essays I write are less than one-tenth of those of excellent essays, it has a soul and is not a pattern of copying other people's essays.
I think an article that can touch people does not depend on how gorgeous the words and sentences are, nor on how high-end the format is, but on whether the content has a soul and whether it can touch the heartstrings of readers. In particular, articles that can make readers feel immersive. Just like a good movie, you will have a strong sense of substitution when you watch it, and you will be completely devoted to the movie and forget everything around you.
Well, I just hope I can write something that makes people shine.
Although it is difficult, I will still try my best to find my own breakthrough path.
Think about it, should I write a novel in this style that looks like homesickness in the future? What would it feel like?
I don't know, I haven't seen it anyway.
It's worth trying because I haven't seen it.
Finally, I like a lyrics from Tanya Tsai's "The Road" sang: Simply put, I don't want much, I don't need perfection, as long as I can be different. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!