
The Passing Years Have Bloomed
About This Novel
A memory, tainted with dust in the years stranded in the distance, the sunlight flowing under the sycamore tree was fragmented, and when she returned to a familiar place, she was lost. How long will it take, when the flowers in the memories will bloom again, blooming with the color of blood on the other side, when the hands will be clasped again, and we will spend our time in a house. If, after waking up from the dream, everything is empty. She is willing to spend the rest of her life remembering it. The reality on the left hand, the story on the right hand, a song, a dream, a flower, a leaf, a reincarnation, waiting for the bodhi flower to bloom, leisurely watching the flowers bloom and fall, remaining alive without regrets.
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