The soul is empty and locked, looking back is dark; there are thousands of thoughts in the heart, the Tao is close at hand, but far away in the horizon.
I am unable to chase the east wind, I regret my first meeting; I speak slowly, this life has passed, will I see you again in the next life?
—After bathing in the fresh breeze and fresh rain, a wonderful spiritual appearance stands in front of the king.
The wind blows and history sinks, leaving only a reason and an explanation for the poor man's misfortune.
I am an unscrupulous author and update two to three times a week, so read with caution.
Reader comments
Sister Ren, ah ah ah ah ah, don't ah ah ah, we still have many ways! We can try everything from ultraviolet rays to flamethrowers to gas masks. Don't be so cruel to yourself.
Sister Ren, ah ah ah ah ah, don't ah ah ah, we still have many ways! We can try everything from ultraviolet rays to flamethrowers to gas masks. Don't be so cruel to yourself.