I'm Out of Books to Read, I'm Out of Books to Read

152 我 I Get Stronger by Eating Ghosts Three Winds 11Mystery3.1M WordsCompleted 152.3kReads9.3Score16.1kShelves

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I'm a bookworm of twenty years... Just read it... I'll read it all and think it can be added to the bookshelf. Just read it without thinking.

174 1 Restarting Persia in 1941 Cola Without IceHistorical1.0M WordsCompleted 4.2kReads5.8Score288Shelves

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More than 500,000 words, excellent works with a score of 9 or more, almost every type has something in it.

194 东 Journey to the East Feng Shui Story Ordinary TorrentAncient Romance675k WordsCompleted —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Fellow Taoist, don't be impatient, ready go "The Song of Zifan". Thousand-year-old scrolls are brushed by your fingertips. Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are hidden in the heart. Each word of the Nei Jing is condensed with jade dew. Moisturize this heart. It is not tied to the clouds and smoke of the past. It is not tied to the sky of tomorrow. The heart is like a pure lotus. The breeze sweeps the eyebrows. The human body flows around the sky. The fire of the heaven and earth does not burn. One kiln penetrates the boundless world. All things breathe together. All dharma return to the heart and reflect the mountains and rivers. Heaven and man share the same frequency and sing long songs. The stars and the moon on the road to Datong will burn the ordinary into fire. Keep the true self without fighting. Compassion will be used as an oar to cross the stars. All living beings are the unawakened self. Together we will trek through the vastness of this world. I once searched for the vastness and became a world among the clouds and mist. Now I am looking for the mantra in the world. I don't seek mysteries for immortality. I am willing to provide insight for all living beings. The subtleties of human nature are more cherished by the chance of a smile. Education is like the spring rain that moistens things. It is rooted in the world. The universe Tai Chi turns silently. The fire of civilization is passed down from generation to generation. A common heart turns into a rainbow bridge. Brightness fills the mountains and rivers. All dharma returns to reflect the mountains and rivers. Heaven and humans share the same frequency and sing forever. Stars and moons connect on the road to Datong. Burn the ordinary into fire. Stay true to yourself without fighting. Compassion serves as an oar to cross the stars. All living beings are still unawakened. We will trek through the vastness of this world together. Blooming in the wind. Singing in the rain. Our original intention is as bright as yesterday. Waiting to see when thousands of rivers return to the sea. Heaven and earth will be clear.