A Person Should Also Move Forward Gracefully
About This Novel
Memory is a shadow that cannot be abandoned, accompanying life as it moves forward. Thoughts start from a bud and pass through the spring of the years. No matter how far the journey to the end of the world is, the low chanting in time has lost its voice in Sumeru. How long does it take for the cocoon in the heart to be soaked in the soft sea of heart before it breaks, and once the memories merge into the warmth of the heart, what shines in front of you is a bright sky. When you come from the depths of the years, no one can see the end of the world. We listen to the echo of life. Your beauty has not changed, but your youth has passed away. The red thread wrapped around the heart is dyed with the blood of lovesickness. When the wind at the end of the year sighs against the cold winter, the core of fate is ruthlessly knocked open, and the secret memory of youth can no longer be seen. The breeze blows away the farewell, and the sunshine covers the path, or maybe it has been engraved in the memory, engraved on the cliff that cannot be climbed.
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Official(33)Scraped 2mo ago
Forgive me for being cheesy, I think anyone with money can be elegant. No one can be elegant if they are poor and destitute.
When people are far away, the end of the world exists
Be happy in other people's world and enjoy yourself in your own world.
We must keep moving forward because there is no one around us and no place to stay.
Good, good, good, good
My story, my dream.
It doesn't matter if you're alone
It's my favorite style and the charm of words!
The language of this book is beautiful
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Official(33)Scraped 2mo ago
Forgive me for being cheesy, I think anyone with money can be elegant. No one can be elegant if they are poor and destitute.
When people are far away, the end of the world exists
Be happy in other people's world and enjoy yourself in your own world.
We must keep moving forward because there is no one around us and no place to stay.
Good, good, good, good
My story, my dream.
It doesn't matter if you're alone
It's my favorite style and the charm of words!
The language of this book is beautiful
. . . . . .
Sign in three. . . . . .
