This is a collection of essays, either monsters or monsters, or simple sadness... Because there is nowhere to put them. I'll leave it here for now, Bojun just smiles.
I live here. There is no sea in the east. When I look up, the sky is clear. The moon sets behind the mountain. Time stands still here. ——The days when I turned eighteen
Jiangling, the land of Chu, is the past. Those who are ignorant of the unknown are in a well-off society. Three friends, dog friends, wine, meat and leisure time. They also talked about cooking and joked over tea. ---Chu Cidian
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Intention: Just a smile from Bojun