Love doesn't know where it started, but it goes deeper and deeper. Why should the love in the dream be unreal?
My lifelong hobby is nature. Why can't you tolerate everything?
Why is it sad, what is joy. Just like the fragrance in the plum forest, it is always refreshing but elusive. Whether it exists or not, it seems to be within reach if it is close, and it seems like the end of the world is far away. If it is said that there is no cause, then there is a predestined relationship; if it is said that there is an effect, there is no predestined origin.
"You are unjustly charged with this crime. It is also the limit of my life. If I am hit here, it is useless to argue."
"I can laugh at both right and wrong. I'm so troubled, so why bother plucking my hair out? It's just lice in my pants. Some dreamers still say this is good."
Author's note:
To convey history with emotion, and to convey emotion with history is the original intention of this work.
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