Brian Wong
Bio
Hello, I'm Brian Wong , a 29-year-old aspiring writer dedicated to weaving captivating stories that resonate with the depths of human experience.
Stories (26/0)
Time flies
In the long river of time, people often sigh, and the sighs are like the long wind, floating in the long flow of time. Some people lamented that spring was so short, as if it was just a blink of an eye, and the beautiful spring quietly disappeared. It is really the most difficult existence in this world to be retained for a long time. Spring is a beautiful season full of vitality and hope. When the first gentle spring breeze blows leisurely across the vast land, awakening all sleeping things, the grass timidly pokes out its green head, and the flowers Delicate smiles bloomed, trees slowly sprouted green buds, and the whole world was tightly enveloped by the vigorous vitality. However, before people could fully enjoy all this, the spring scenery passed by in a hurry and silently. The once delicate flowers gradually withered, and the once green and tender leaves began to become deep and heavy, as if all the beautiful things passed us by in a hurry, leaving only endless sadness and sighs. My heart is spinning.
By Brian Wong 16 days ago in Writers
It's rice planting season
It's rice planting season. I was very tired from the weeding work yesterday, so I fell asleep immediately. I didn't even have time to go to the toilet, and I slept soundly. I felt a little regretful when I woke up, and then continued to sleep for a while.
By Brian Wong 19 days ago in Chapters
