"Ancient Campus Literature"
Someone once said that this is a meditative world.
Whether you believe it or not; whether you persist or not; whether you love it or not, these are all things that make people ponder. Because you will never not know what is right and wrong in this world, what is good and what is bad in this world.
This is a world that can never be judged.
In Fengjing Shengxian Village, countless disciples and students spent so much effort and energy to bury their best youth here.
The appearance of all living things in the world, and the world of Shengxianzhuang in its early days of prosperity, reflect the floating dreams like colorful glass.
The same student college, transformed by the wind, fell in Fengjing City a thousand years ago. Is it the same love and hatred, the same reincarnation of the world?