A wisp of smoke rises from a burner of sorrow. Life is like a dream. Light the burner and tell a story. A story is just a way of deceiving ourselves, telling others all that we have experienced.
I dedicate this story to those searching for someone with whom they can share their own stories.
Jian An
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Come on! Keep up the good work! ! ——Jl
Come on come on! ! ~(≧▽≦)/~