Mo Fan always regretted that he could not practice until one day he discovered that the tree he planted was a Daoyun tree, the chicken he raised was a phoenix, and the white carp in the pond was a white dragon.
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I wrote it and lost it. . .
I looked lonely
So-so.
Submitting a manuscript before finishing it is not a fool's errand.
I wrote it and lost it. . .
I looked lonely
So-so.
Submitting a manuscript before finishing it is not a fool's errand.
The novel written by the author is beautiful!
This book is well written