During the pear blossom season, I picked up a little bamboo horse.
This is where the cause comes from, and this is where the disaster comes from.
Fighting side by side, there are constant waves.
It seems true and false, and it is difficult to tell the truth from the false.
There is so much fog that it is difficult to hide the truth.
I only wear green clothes for you, and I only pay my sincerity to you.
A beautiful dream comes to an end, but it only seeks one heart.
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The copywriting is incompetent... I will change it later...
[Well, if you find the beginning boring, you can jump directly to Chapter 4 = =]