A writer did not escape the fate in the end
He's still dead, somewhat chilling
Fundraising instructions: A car accident occurred while riding on a bicycle on the way to work
ICU intensive care unit rescue monthly income 4,000 carless
A set of properties is worth 200,000-300,000 yuan
It is true that there is some poverty
These are obviously with his profound knowledge
Enjoy the status of a well-known writer with a high reputation
Not proportional...
Hear bad news
I remember sitting in that chair all the time
Fiddling with the pen in his hand
Trance saw again: prairie shepherd bonfire smiling face
And his graceful dancing
And the philosophy he talks about, the light in his eyes ...
There was a so-called beauty who judged:
The people who write the text are pitiful and have no money ...
The language hits the writer —somewhat heavily
Her superficiality is ugly
As the saying goes: The Tao is different and does not conspire with each other
A writer's face
It's a writer's signature
He was calm, calm, brave, and conscientious
A writer dies
Maybe a lonely soul
Walking Alone Has walked on the road to heaven
But his spiritual riches far exceeded material
If you have such writers around you
Please love him...
——Written on the occasion of the death of the writer Mr. Peng Linjia