Is this the dark side of time travel?
Life is a beautiful robe, and we are the lice attached to it. One second it was still jumping on the prosperous and beautiful scenery, and the next second it was inadvertently brushed down by the unknown hand of fate.
What is hidden behind the extremely elegant palace is the extreme chaos caused by mass travel. Fair or unfair, changing that era or settling for the status quo, striving to be a Mary Sue or sitting on the sidelines of being noble and cool - in fact, it is still not our turn to choose.
Where is home?
In my ears I hear the whine of the Qiang flute, in front of my eyes the clouds cross the iron spine, and the snow embraces the blue pass. When the black gold iron gate was heavy and slow to open, he couldn't wait to ride his horse into a new world.
Guanshan rushes to dream, and comes in droves.
Conception: