Nanyan Flying North
by Liu Ye
About This Novel
Because I have a fiery heart, I lost the dignity and quietness of a lady and turned into a character made up of laughter and tears. Quietly watch the ebb and flow of the tide, laugh at the surging wind, run beside the stream of life, forget the heartache, and happily carve yourself here. In order to find the pure land of the soul, I carry a simple bag on my back, shuttle through the bustling crowds, and look at the dark green mountains in the distance in the gray streets, trying to find a trace of spiritual comfort. Even though there are green mountains and green waters to nourish my dry heart, they only belong to the spring with all kinds of charms. This short-term nourishment is not what I want. I need to suck for a long time, sucking the sweet clear springs in the ditches that belong to the text sentences. She is filling my hungry brain at the right time and inducing my enthusiasm for knowledge. I have no reason to refuse.
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