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我可以使用这个工具创建的随机段落吗？
是的，你可以。The Story Shack声称对这些名字没有任何版权要求，但当然也有可能这个名字生成器提供的一些价值已经被其他任何人所拥有，所以请确保总是做你的尽职调查。
我可以用这个[名字]产生多少个想法？
这个随机段落生成器可以为你的项目产生数以千计的想法，所以请放心地继续点击，最后使用方便的复制功能将你的段落导出到你选择的文本编辑器。尽情享受吧!
什么是好的段落？
在这个生成器中，有成千上万的随机段落。这里有一些样本可以开始。
| 理念 #1 | “Are you afraid of it?” | © Martin Hooijmans |
| 理念 #2 | “It’s not my turn.” | © Sandra Crook |
| 理念 #3 | The final trip of the “Draken Salvage Team,” of Nynä |
| 理念 #4 | shamn, Sweden. | © Kelsy Provost |
| 理念 #5 | As if losing his beloved wife, Marie, wasn’t enough, a haunt moved into Nicola’s house the day after the unfortunate death. | © Martin Hooijmans |
| 理念 #6 | “I hate this,” Don Stone said. “Particularly today.” | © James Osborne |
| 理念 #7 | Tori pulled the top sheet off the bed and wrapped it around herself on her way to the bathroom, leaving Isaac exposed. When she closed the door, he grabbed for a cigarette from the pack of Parliaments on the bedside table. After fumbling around for a moment, he found the orange 7-Eleven lighter lodged between the mattress and headboard. He tried to light it a few times, but was met only with dull clicks in response. | © Ryan Gunn |
| 理念 #8 | It was a cool day, even for September. Broken clouds swam in the light blue above. | © Erich Earl Forschler |
| 理念 #9 | Tim sat down in his comfortable chair, allowing himself to slip into a focused state of mind. He could smell the faint odor of long gone cigarettes and hear the soft prayers from the devout lady living upstairs. Eyes half shut, he held up the milk carton, and stared back at the picture of a little blond girl with a long pony tail. ‘MISSING’ was printed in bold letters on top. | © Martin Hooijmans |
| 理念 #10 | The doctor told me that culpability lay within the dark recesses of my pituitary gland |
| 理念 #11 | I could die at any time. | © Timothy A. Clements |
| 理念 #12 | Flick, flick, flick. A small thumb snapped against the thumbwheel of a lighter, the light of the flame alighting the young boy’s face, if only briefly. On, off. On, off. Flick |
| 理念 #13 | light. The flame danced in front of him for mere seconds, before he let it die out. He remained like that as his siblings bustled about the hotel room, his parents rambling to one another of some business. Where are your keys? Where’s Lucy’s coat? How many times do I have to tell your sister not to do that? And on and on it went. | © Mil Carney |
你可以在你的储物箱中查看保存的想法（也是离线）!