"Quan, have you heard of Manzhu Shahua?"
"I've heard that Manzhusawa grows in the West, but I don't like it. Rumor has it that Manzhusawa represents separation, sadness, unlucky, and the beauty of death. It blooms in a thousand years and falls in a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never be seen again. Love is not cause and effect, and fate determines life and death."
"Really? Why don't I know, but it's so beautiful, and it can grow anywhere. Your place is too monotonous. Only Manjushuahua can grow. If eight hundred miles of Huangquan were filled with Manzhushuahua, it would be so beautiful."
"Since you like it, then I will plant a sea of eight hundred miles of flowers for you, and the flowers and I will always be with you, life after life."
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I have written more than two million words, but why are there no ratings or comments? There are still so few readers. Even if it's poisonous, it's not that bad. With so few people reading, the author was able to scrape together more than two million words, 6 wow
As soon as I opened it, I wanted to know why there were no comments or ratings.
👍🏻I also have a lot of stories, but I just lack the writing skills!