I am waiting for you, thinking about you, and loving you under the bodhi tree;
But we can only stay in the quagmire, sighing and sighing.
Looking up at the sky, you are so far away.
The torrent of time will destroy everything,
You want me to cut off all ties of love with my own hands,
Make this wanderer abandoned by time.
Time tells the resentment of being manipulated,
The wheel of life in this world is always full of dreams.
Listen to lies in the promised land,
The human world has been silent for thousands of years,
Who will give me a true paradise?
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A mythical short story purely for self-entertainment, self-abuse, and self-pleasure.
Not updated regularly, or never.
The status is always finished.
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