A teahouse named after the master spent a few pennies to do no business.
Here, you can see many ordinary things in the world, perhaps the grievances and grievances of the world, perhaps the love between children, or perhaps the separation between life and death that the world least wants to mention.
Whether it is the apprentice who runs the teahouse conscientiously, or the master who is idle, eating, drinking and having fun all day long; whether it is a literati who is capable of literature, martial arts, and gentle temperament, or a doctor who is regarded as a "holy doctor" and cares about the common people... Even an abstract immortal who fell to the world due to an accident, or It is hard to get a few taels of silver but always end up with an empty-handed "tourist" in the end. Even if it is just an ordinary puppy that does not have its own name at the end of the story, in this novel, each has its own highlight moment, each has its own opportunity to shine and shine.
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In this world, everyone is a passer-by after a few brushstrokes and ink hastily dropped.
From beginning to end, although we are in this boundless world, we still have the right to record our own stories.
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"Master, is it okay to write so much? I feel like all the literary talent in my life has been used up." The apprentice bit the pen and slumped on the table with a sad look on his face, as if he was a huge long grilled naan.
"Well... I think it's okay, Master."
"That's it~ Goodbye, Master! I'm going to buy candied haws on a stick~"
The master watched helplessly as his jumping apprentice ran out of the door. He checked the resume of this novel again. As if he thought of something, he picked up his pen and added the last sentence——
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"Half of life has been troubled, half of it has been wandering, but it is not in vain, just a passerby in this world."
Purpose: Live well