Humans live in constant hope, immortals are born in constant cracking,
People always hope to understand the reason, and then they can do it. Immortals, only by doing can they hope to understand the reason!
The green bamboos are actually unintentional and the gloomy yellow flowers are nothing but prajna!
Although I hope to write something more sad, the writing style dictates that sometimes
In fact, it is not always what people want. However, this article does not end in tragedy or self-abuse.
Su Oudi minefield! ~Finally, it's worth mentioning Di Su, I'm a newbie here,
Please give me some advice from fellow literary friends! ~~~＾-＾