I am stuck in the world because of my fear of death. The Man in the Moon gave me the mission of death, so that I still struggle to be self-satisfied in this world. But now I am still trapped in the fear of despair all the time. I suddenly understand that what I fear is not death, but the despair and ruthlessness behind death.
I suddenly discovered that the moonlight, which was as gentle as mercury on the ground, was actually so cold.
I thought of the many other ages floating on the stream of life, love, and death, and how they had been forgotten, and I suddenly longed for the freedom from this world.
Let the dead have an immortal name, and the living have immortal love.
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