[Introduction] people say that life is like a dream, and prosperity is like a dream. In retrospect, the beautiful memories on the forum are more or less as beautiful and sad as dreams. For a long time, there is no forum to go on, and my heart seems to be wandering around.

When I just bought the computer, I only turned it on and off. My friends have repeatedly encouraged me: Don’t be so careful, don’t worry about it. With her help, I began to learn to browse various websites. She also helped me apply for QQ number and taught me how to chat online. At the beginning, when I went to the chat room, the typing speed was too slow, which often drove the impatient popularity away. Once in a chat room of classical poetry, a gentleman whose net name was floating too White made an upper line, making everyone right. I had no time to think too much and just said something wrong. Unexpectedly, he invited me to join his poetry group privately, and I readily agreed. That was the first QQ group I joined. There are also many people who like classical poetry in the poetry group. My literary accomplishment is relatively high, which opens my eyes. But I was not good at this way, and I couldn’t communicate with others. I kept silent there for a long time, and finally took the initiative to quit. When I was in the group, I used to make fun of others, and asked Mr. Taibai for a quatrain with the title of his net name cloud. I treasured to edit and sign for my own personality. After quitting, I felt a little ashamed to use other people’s things, so I deleted them unexpectedly. Now I recall that poem has already disappeared in my mind. I really regret it. In the poetry group, there is a female avatar of the online name treading Literature Society, which is always on, but basically does not speak. At that time, I was curious about what the literature club was, so I greeted her with anxiety. She gave me the website of the forum she founded, namely the tuliang Literature Society. From then on, I began to go to the Forum and began to dream of literature for so many years. There are many sections in tuliang literature society, such as rhymes, Buddhism and so on. What I often go to are prose version, poetry version and novel version. First, I appreciate others’ articles, then I try to reply to comments, and then I publish my own graffiti works. From the communication of words, I got unprecedented pleasure and satisfaction in my heart. Therefore, it greatly stimulates the enthusiasm of writing. Those friends of the altar became familiar with each other gradually from strangers, and many of them became good friends. This is especially precious. Later, because many friends in the forum were busy with work, the forum was a little deserted. In my heart, I always hoped that one day she could recover from the past and even gain higher popularity. But things went contrary to my wishes. What I didn’t expect was that the treading wave was unexpectedly closed. I felt lost for a long time. The feeling of depression occupied my heart for a long time. It didn’t fade away until I came into contact with grass literature in another Literature Forum. I just registered the grass, and looked at the composition of the section roughly, because I was determined to step on the waves, I did not post any posts. Later, I received a very warm E-Mail from Qingcao to greet the literary friends registered in Qingcao and welcome to go back often. Thank you very much for this email, which gave me a wonderful memory about the grass and literature talk! The atmosphere here is more active than the wave-stepping communication, with friendly and enthusiastic encouragement, pertinent and meticulous comments, heated discussions and humorous jokes, there are also sincere care and greetings. Often, I published articles late at night, and then I was looking forward to dreaming. I went to the forum the next day, and there were always many enthusiastic replies, some of them were left by friends who slept later than me, and some were left by friends who got up earlier than me. All these always make me feel excited and warm. With everyone’s care and help, my writing level has been greatly improved. However, when I was in high spirits, I didn’t expect that several familiar literary friends left Wen Tan and went to other places one after another. I don’t know the reason for this. What fills my heart is only heavy loss. Is there really no constant banquet in the world? Following their footprints, I came to the emotional secret room, which was a place where both words and emotions were exchanged. Because many of them are former literary friends, they will not feel strange when they go there. At that time, I went to the forum, although I didn’t say anything, I always prayed silently in my heart, hoping that the secret room could be run forever and let people share a happy banquet. However, the Chamber of Secrets proved that it was destined to be just a good wish because it was really impossible to find. People say that life is like a dream, and prosperity is like a dream. In retrospect, the wonderful memories on the forum are more or less as beautiful and sad as dreams. For a long time, there is no forum to go on, and my heart seems to be wandering around. I don’t know if I will meet the favorite forum in the future. Is there some fate in the forum? Then let everything go. Those forums that once loved each other could not find their footprints for a long time, but the beautiful memories are destined to be unforgettable forever. The friends we met there are rare wealth in life, which are worth caring and cherishing in the whole life.

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