The Passing Years
About This Novel
Time flies in memory youth passing quietly Turn into a stream of springs from top to bottom Cleanse the past I quietly picked up a water flower Slowly dripping from your fingers It's the trace of tears shed \u002F At night, shooting stars pass by fleeting
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Official(56)Scraped 16d ago
Leave a feeling, if we meet again in the sea of books in the future, it will be fate
How can I say that I have no clothes when I am in the same robe as my son? I am used to seeing the warmth and coldness of people in the world. I have seen too much trivial matters and underestimated them. It is just life. I am tired and bitter. At least I know why I want to exist. If my soul is empty, the living person is just a walking corpse. So, in the future, you go your way. I have to go to the bridge in front to take a look. Maybe, I will meet my heartbeat at a certain corner and take a final souvenir. See you again, Luo Lin, Night Shadow Palace.
Beauty hides sadness
Some people say that there is no illness in moaning. If there is no illness, who would want to moan? If you grow up healthily under the care of love, then this is just moaning for no reason. If you haven't experienced it yourself, don't make any comments. You don't know. This is the only way to pour out the pain.
The encounter between people is very similar to the cups of wine on the wine table. When they are together, they can produce the most passionate vocal music. When we parted, it was like the drops of wine splashing on the wine table, scattered in all directions and difficult to pick up again.
come on
It's really good, the creativity and plot are good
The fleeting time-book review
Not bad, not bad
The smile forgotten by the season Maybe hanging on the crescent moon There's no end to picking the stars, every story It's a dazzling light
The drizzle is continuous, no one will cry when love is broken; the green branches are soft, soaking in the words of separation and sadness.
It's beautiful and the poem is well written. It's worth reading!
I like it, worth watching.
Looking for you, waiting for you.
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Official(56)Scraped 16d ago
Leave a feeling, if we meet again in the sea of books in the future, it will be fate
How can I say that I have no clothes when I am in the same robe as my son? I am used to seeing the warmth and coldness of people in the world. I have seen too much trivial matters and underestimated them. It is just life. I am tired and bitter. At least I know why I want to exist. If my soul is empty, the living person is just a walking corpse. So, in the future, you go your way. I have to go to the bridge in front to take a look. Maybe, I will meet my heartbeat at a certain corner and take a final souvenir. See you again, Luo Lin, Night Shadow Palace.
Beauty hides sadness
Some people say that there is no illness in moaning. If there is no illness, who would want to moan? If you grow up healthily under the care of love, then this is just moaning for no reason. If you haven't experienced it yourself, don't make any comments. You don't know. This is the only way to pour out the pain.
The encounter between people is very similar to the cups of wine on the wine table. When they are together, they can produce the most passionate vocal music. When we parted, it was like the drops of wine splashing on the wine table, scattered in all directions and difficult to pick up again.
come on
It's really good, the creativity and plot are good
The fleeting time-book review
Not bad, not bad
The smile forgotten by the season Maybe hanging on the crescent moon There's no end to picking the stars, every story It's a dazzling light
The drizzle is continuous, no one will cry when love is broken; the green branches are soft, soaking in the words of separation and sadness.
It's beautiful and the poem is well written. It's worth reading!
I like it, worth watching.
Looking for you, waiting for you.
