Medicine knows Chinese medicine. If you want to stay true to your heart, you will have fewer doubts and confusions. You will feel at ease when you are a teenager, and you will settle down in middle age. The transition is a little slower, and occasionally you have some knowledge of the internal classics of traditional Chinese medicine.
After falling into a dream, I wake up and realize that the road is difficult. The bald man woke up from the consciousness of the childhood world, raised his hand and touched his head and whispered "Infinite God." Looking at the communication talisman around him, he recalled the transformation from a baby to a vigorous young man, and a young man who had gone through ups and downs and struggles. In the future, he seemed not to remember that he had been in middle age. When he looked back, he had reached old age amid doubts and embarrassment.
The reincarnation has lived a lonely and confused life, leaving only one poem that cannot even be considered smooth. "A one-year-old baby comes here every year, gaining and losing every moment. The weight of rice weighs a thousand pounds, and I look back silently on how to hold on. The gods are mixed, good and evil, and have seven emotions. People are reduced to ashes in vain. I have too much knowledge and wrong years. In an instant, seventy babies are wasted."
"What are you thinking about, why are you stupid, why are you lazy, seventy babies, fifty young and thirty bright. The sky is long and the sky is empty. People grow old. The way exists and things exist but not when they exist. There are things in the sky competing for the universe to perish. Things and people can't find a single thing among the thousands of thoughts."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.