
About This Novel
When the innocent years melt into silence, when people's hearts are unpredictable and the years are unpredictable, and the once beautiful things are like a flash in the pan, and when thorns are everywhere and it is difficult to walk, who wants to fall asleep and murmur with me. Once the country is destroyed, and the family is destroyed overnight, who can accompany me in a warm afternoon with his arms? The breeze stirs up the smoke of war, who can lovingly promise me a lifetime of mortal life. Is it the wine or the love? If you are not drunk, you will not know; if you are not in pain, you will not know! It's like being in a drunken dream for three lifetimes, looking into the distance and being alone in the sky.
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