Flash Love
by Stony Ground
About This Novel
I am a gust of wind... Passing by the red, fat, green and thin spring dawn, stopping at the moonlit summer night in the lotus pond, blowing through the colorful autumn evening with fallen leaves, and lingering on the silver-clad winter morning. I have seen hermits with a proud smile and elegant and talented men. Whether it is peace and prosperity or chaos, they all seem to be singing the same song. Sunshine said, this is a dream - just floating in the gap between the four seasons! I am a gust of wind... Passing by the red, fat, green and thin spring dawn, stopping at the moonlit summer night in the lotus pond, blowing through the colorful autumn evening with fallen leaves, and lingering on the silver-clad winter morning. I have seen hermits with a proud smile and elegant and talented men. Whether it is peace and prosperity or chaos, they all seem to be singing the same song. Sunshine said, this is a dream - just floating in the gap between the four seasons!
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