Love, hate, and hatred in troubled times, an elegy for the country's subjugation
Are they former lovers or today's enemies?
In the face of survival, who is the real strong person?
The dead are like this. Looking back on the past, everything is just a tiny dust in the great wilderness of history.
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It's just a little piece of writing for my own entertainment ~ All readers are welcome to stop by and take pictures.