The impetuous world cannot pass through the dust and come to you. Time and space flow, things change and people change.
A rose blooms at the tip of the pen. Impressions of roses. Poison rose.
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Kuai Qingxiang, the world view should not be too damaged.
World of Conan, with a slight twist. There is mystery, no reasoning. Some of my own views on love.
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