Nature does not hide its secrets, so it rains from the sky; spirits and monsters cannot hide their shapes, so ghosts cry at night. In ancient times, Cangjie coined characters, and the sky rained millet, while ghosts cried at night. Those souls hidden in themselves are scattered in the world. After thousands of years.
When the closed thing is opened, thousands of years of loneliness also rush out.
I just love it, so what!
From heaven to earth, what can you do to me?
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If no one is watching, let's just play by ourselves.