Bo——
"Hey, another awakened person." In the hall full of stars, the golden writing brush that was writing an article in the air turned around and transformed into a childlike face, crane hair and white eyebrows. With a wave of dust in his hand, the scene changed instantly. The Nine-curved Bridge shrouded in clouds and mist, the looming lotus leaves, and the octagonal pavilion sat cross-legged on a white jade stool with eyes closed.
Intention: When you have doubts about life, you might as well be the protagonist in your own story and write a different scenery.
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