Time is still walking and walking, and I am still walking and walking with time. Sometimes I am confused and sometimes awake, I am in pain and joy, and then I reach the end, feeling neither sad nor happy.
I finally understand that the so-called emotion is more difficult than peeling off a cocoon, and more painful than feeding a tiger with your body, but once you break free, it is more carefree than a cup of water.
[Although the attribute is beautiful, in fact it is not all. . . . . . . . Because these are all short stories. . . . . . There are many gods and horses in it, haha. . . . . . Please forgive me, thank you!
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