God's left hand wears the ring of judgment.
This is a story about waiting and watching.
Watching and being watched are actually the same tragedy.
God smiles in the clouds, regardless of the hardships in the world.
God said: I created this world with my right hand, so I judge with my left hand.
The standards are not in people's own hands.
To wait and see the fate of others is to wait and see your own destiny.
No one can stay away.
I have always loved writing stories about my heart.
About struggle, about despair, about death...
These have nothing to do with the changing world.
These pains are just self-inflicted judgments.
God is sitting on our left, drinking tea and smiling lightly.
Our destiny is imprisoned in that little silver ring.
Whether you are sad or happy is just your own wish.
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I once told this guy that he posted a post on JJ and his name was the God on the left.
The boy asked why it was called this, and Zuo Zuo said that he was writing a story about the god named Zuo Zuo.
This is a series of stories.
Not much contact with each other.
It has nothing to do with gods and demons, nothing to do with reincarnation, true blue or gods, they are just nouns that have appeared in the left imagination countless times.
These are just inner stories without plot, and they are just my own little preferences.
For the sake of calm life itself.