Flowers Bloom in the Swamp

Flowers Bloom in the Swamp

by Beating Bupleurum In The Middle Of The Night

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34Kwords9chapters
Latest:
Ch. 9Negative Emotion of Shame
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Updated 9mo agoScraped 4d ago
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About This Novel

I have never thought about what I am pursuing in this busy life. It is like the bright moon in the mountains, hanging high in the sky, which makes me shy away, but I can't help but look at it, because he is the white moonlight in my heart, unforgettable, and his figure is always in my mind every night. I know that getting closer to the moon will set off the tides in my life, and the earth will slow down, just like my heart is turbulent, and my time will slow down, but I just can't help thinking about it. This road is always so bumpy and full of hardships. I really want to reach the end point directly, but these hardships are also part of my life. They have sharpened my edges and corners, and at the same time let me know the radius of the world. Why should we still be afraid when we know that He will always be there? That's because I still have illusions in my heart. We wrap our hearts with fragile eggshells, which also isolates us from the happiness and contentment we should have and pushes them further and further away. When everyone hasn't given up on me, I have already given up on myself. I can't bear the pressure and quality I bear. Obviously I can let go, but unknowingly, these things are placed on my back. My life has become as cautious as walking a tightrope, but my heart is like a volcano that is ready to erupt at any time. The world has become chaotic, as if the world has become an enemy. I know I am wrong, but I can't find where I am wrong. I couldn't let myself go, but I made myself worse and worse, and the people around me also became worse. Raise yourself again to see what went wrong? Learn to let go

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