As I lean at the edge of the desert, counting the dust motes among the flowers, most of my life has already passed.
The sound of the wind chimes is still distant, yet in the faint light before my eyes, it grows clear now and then.
Memories are like a small boat capsized in my palm, silent. When I open my hand, they become the years gone by, tumbling heedlessly into a chaotic, mottled dance beneath the sky.
Is a lifetime short, or is it long?
Na na na Sunan~~super awesome~~
Finally, this thing is Nanzhu, it is Nanzhu, it is Nanzhu, it is bamboo, it is. . . It must be yes, yes, yes, yes -_-#
I've been chasing fans lately, and I haven't been here for a long time. By the way, is this a disgusting male supporting role? It looks quite disgusting. . .
It will be a long time in the future~~My writing skills are very deep~~Come on!! ~I will support you to the end~~
Not bad, keep up the hard work
Very well written! Keep up the good work and support you!
From the beginning until now. It's time to come out and say a few words. Well written. Keep up the good work.
The writing is quite good. Kudos to the author. Work hard and update it as soon as possible. The update is too slow. I'm struggling to wait.
I think it's a bit stiff, but it gets better later on
I really didn't expect you to cover such a subject, which surprised me. However, Nan Bao, a talented girl with bright eyes and white teeth, is always good no matter what she writes~ Wow, it makes me jealous. Come on, keep writing = I support you to the end.