Dreaming Gradually
by Desire Makes The Mind Faint
About This Novel
In the dream, the sword cut off the white hair, and the pain was like the white hair being cut off from the black hair. The poem in the dream is so clear-eyed every time I write it. Looking for white rain on the road, the moss marks on the glass are fresh and the grass is new. It was drizzling late at night and the clothes were weeping. Whether it rains in the south of the city, my heart will fall with you; At that time, the young man was simple and kind, leading the wolf. Dreams, incomprehensible, dreams, incomprehensible, dreams seem illusory and real, becoming more and more real...
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Official(2)Scraped 15d ago
this book
In fact, I encouraged myself to write it, but I didn't write it well. It's like having a nightmare, gradually dreaming...
Hard to describe in one word
If you continue to support me, you can read "Side Track" about the first half of my life "March Nine Days" My next life and choices.
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Official(2)Scraped 15d ago
this book
In fact, I encouraged myself to write it, but I didn't write it well. It's like having a nightmare, gradually dreaming...
Hard to describe in one word
If you continue to support me, you can read "Side Track" about the first half of my life "March Nine Days" My next life and choices.
