Also known as, the days when I poached Confucianism in a difficult situation. The solitary paulownia has hundreds of feet of branches without leaves, and is not covered with sparse grass and weak wind. Mu Dao is sweet and zesty in autumn, but it still blooms in spring. Time, the sky is just beginning. That year, everyone was still young. That year, there were still a lot of plots that had not changed. That year... The weak and helpless plight was finally attacked by a time traveler, and from then on this pain was deeply written into the destiny... In fact, it was the story of how a time traveler with a golden finger on his IQ changed the plot of the plight. (I've been sick recently, so I can't sit up for too long, and the update frequency won't be too high.)
Intention: Be strong and unyielding, pursue beauty
