The most elusive thing is nothing more than time.
They came in waves quietly, and passed by as quickly as the wind.
Sitting at the bottom of the deep pool, forgetting all the troubles of the world, in the silence, I saw the corpses of insects floating on the water, and heard the sound of dogs barking. A piece of eagle tail feathers fell down, and I don't know where they were swept by the current.
In the end, all the noise disappeared.
Only the water waves, detached free thoughts, and the lifelike light yet heavy time are left.
Gentlemen, please be patient and listen to me.
This is the story of a poet.
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*Slightly dabbled in history, literature, philosophy and mysticism.
*European style, mainly based on daily life, mixed with eating and drinking, supplemented by stream of consciousness, fantasy and life thinking.
*Warm, cruelty-free and firm 1v1HE.
*See how ancient Greek poets talked about love.
*A textual research on the self-entertainment of dogs. The purpose is to popularize some unpopular knowledge about ancient Europe and put an end to random speculation.