I just want spring warmth, not flowers blooming.
[This is a collection of Wuwu's essays, which are all different ancient essays (each title represents an article). The one I am currently writing is: Past Life.
[Then, let me tell you a brief introduction to my previous life:]
When you run around all your life, just seeking peace and happiness, God will always not be so kind, and there will always be something unsatisfactory.
For a moment, I wished I could escape from this prison and fly freely.
After many experiences, you told me that maybe this is the only way to be free.
Even so, I have no hesitation.
"Past Life" was inspired by a boring hypnosis experience by Wuwu: a journey to explore past lives.
I didn't know what to say, so I just randomly found a song from the Book of Songs: "Yan Yan"
The swallow is flying, and its feathers are missing. The son returned home and was sent far away into the wild. I can't even look forward to it, and I cry like rain.
The swallows are flying, and they are flying. When his son returns, he will be far away from him. Looking beyond reach, I stood there and cried.
The swallow is flying, its sound is rising and falling. His son returned home and was sent far to the south. I can't even reach my sight, but I really work my heart,
If Mr. Zhong is left alone, his heart will be blocked. He is gentle and helpful at the end, and he is careful about his body. The thought of the first emperor is to exploit the few people.
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"Drunk Beauty"——Liu Yiduo