The most difficult thing in life is yourself.
Reincarnation is just to meet again.
Sometimes I lament that time flies by like water, but sometimes I lament that time is so slow.
Puzzle, solution, solution, puzzle.
Wisps of smoke.
——The prosperous peony, so proud, finally succumbed and withered under the emperor: the vast and stretching mountains, the innocent and lonely elves: prisoners of the ancient tombs, buried with power. . . . . . On the long road, a self-bound slender pupa.
It's a pity that it never comes back, or that it lives too long and forgets everything.
Beloved and deeply forgotten.
If we meet each other again, forget about the moon and drink together, look at each other and smile, then——
Each, self, scattered.
A big pit... Be careful entering...