Who can suppress this kind of thought, stand still and take in the unshakable eternal brilliance for a moment, and compare it with the endless flow of time. It can be seen that the two are absolutely incomparable.
No matter how long time is, it is just a continuation of the flow of light and cannot be extended and delayed at the same time.
Eternity has no past, only the present, and time cannot be the present.
They can see that all the past will be driven out by the future, all the future will pass with the past, and all the past and future come from the eternal present. Who can stop people's thoughts and stop them to contemplate how eternity, which has never existed before or since, stands and regulates future and past time?
Shiyamanmeng is undoubtedly the most prosperous and powerful among the big countries. Its imperial capital, Ribaika, is an economic, political, cultural and military center with a permanent population of 30 million.
The floor was paved with gold and silver, and the lamps were made of crystal. Silk perfume can drown any man's eyes and make any woman lose herself.
Summer has just passed, and the streets are still agitated from the discount season a dozen days ago.
On a branch road connecting Carlos, replaced banners are piled on the corner. As the first ray of misty wind blew past the window sill in the morning, Is started his day in the scroll shop.
How can you repay me for saving my life?
But I don't own myself.
Little boss, what do you want to do after graduation?
Stay in office.
Then you can't see me every day.
A collection of short stories that may be strung together in the future.