First-person perspective, the product of insomnia, with almost no emotional lines, single arrows, and the emotions are killed as soon as they emerge.
Stream of consciousness, a lot of nonsense, written just for fun, not for those who are short of time.
Please don't read the article with your brain, because the logic in the article will piss you off, thank you.
The three views in the article do not represent the author's own three views. This is my first submission, so please be gentle with me.
Master Danqing spends his daily life raising children, which is more fun than master and apprentice. (Don't believe it)
Text: Mencius said it well: Heaven will entrust a great task to a man, and he must suffer some disaster. For example, Qu Zi was exiled, Sun Bin had his bones cut out, Han Xin was humiliated, and I met him.
My bad relationship with Duan Yi began on a snowy night ten years ago.
I met him at the entrance of an alley. He was only eight years old at the time and passed out on the cold brick road. Thick snow covered his body layer after layer, hiding his tattered embroidered clothes and the blood stains on his body. His small body curled up into a snow dumpling, and he openly became a stumbling block on my way home.
In order to remove this living stone, I took him home...
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