"Sir, are we leaving again?"
A young man holding a sword leaned against the door, looking at the man in civilian clothes who was still writing furiously under the candlelight.
The man stopped the pen in his hand and sighed, "You and I are just tiny grains of sand among all living beings. Although I can't save this troubled world, I still want to give them a chance to survive."
The young man remained silent. This scene was repeated countless times, and every time he got the same answer.
Reader comments
Not bad, the world is like this, black and white, the weak eat the strong, the superiors cannot see the lives of the inferiors, maybe people are born kind, but they can't escape the seven emotions and six desires. No matter what the world is like, I just want to keep my true heart, be a layman, live in peace, support the mountains and rivers, that's fine
Not bad, the world is like this, black and white, the weak eat the strong, the superiors cannot see the lives of the inferiors, maybe people are born kind, but they can't escape the seven emotions and six desires. No matter what the world is like, I just want to keep my true heart, be a layman, live in peace, support the mountains and rivers, that's fine
Don't write it without stamping. Come on.