Wherever there is sunlight in this mortal world, you will see dust. If you don't want to see this dust, you can only go to a dark place. There is no light, nothing, and naturally there will be no clutter.
Do you believe in retribution?
It's like it's destined, like a being with superpowers. Can I forget my grudges with a smile? Won't.
The so-called people who pretend to be considerate of others are just vanity at work. You are still thinking, I am a good person, I am a good person, I am a good person. Really good people cannot survive.
The protagonist of this story is not me, that is our previous generation. In my opinion, the four words of love, hate, and hatred are feeble to describe this story, but I really can't think of other words to describe it. It can only be summed up as, people do it, God is watching, there is such a thing as retribution in this world.
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