The reincarnation of fate, the continuation of fate, whether it is the unfinished love and compassion in the previous life, or the continued tears in this life. .
I am very ordinary. Because I am ordinary, I live peacefully. Because I am ordinary, I choose to be ordinary.
Perhaps because it is too ordinary, God has no inspiration to continue writing life, so I, an ordinary person, died in the most peaceful way. In a dream, I saw petals all over the ground. . . . . And people walking towards me on flower petals. . .