Let Love Fly
by Stony Ground
About This Novel
Some things are too beautiful to hold in your hands, and some emotions are too real to be as gentle as the breeze. Only reincarnation continues to turn, the sun rises and the moon sets, the grass and trees wither. Who said: Time is still there, but we are flying by. If there is reincarnation in the next life, I don't want to be a woman anymore. What I hope most is that I am a plant, staying quietly in one place, not going anywhere, unable to go anywhere, just waiting to die and welcome the next reincarnation. When I opened my eyes, warm light slanted from the skylight. I stretched out a hand to half-cover my eyes, slowly welcoming the sun's wash on me. So I stood up, walked under the skylight, opened my arms and let the sunshine warm me. The hug I had longed for for a long time was played out in this scene.
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