I'm Not a Legend

Is delayed justice still justice? With the development of society, most people are addicted to the happiness of animals. The water in the basin cannot be washed clean, and the tips of my hands are stained with blood. The soil under the grain cannot hold it, and the waves are rolling. In the wind and rain, the world is uncertain. Crying in the night, is it a flute? Who can deserve it? She was so beautiful back then. The solitary lamp is like a bean, accompanied by a white-haired hero This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.