Ci of Fengxu

(No system, not a cool novel, single heroine, big world adventure) Lao Zhang told me that life can bloom into beautiful poems even at the moment it passes. I never understood it when I was young, because every life that dies leaves me with nothingness and sorrow in the end. When he died in front of me, I immediately realized what he meant by what he said. After that... The fragments stained on the spiritual weapon, they were afraid of the burning life. They were telling me not to despair. So just stand in the sun and listen to the sound of the wind, and bid farewell to the vanity and grandeur around you with a smile.