When we live one life, we have the memories of one life, and we only have the memories of this life. The past life and the present life are just a beautiful rumor, which gives two parallel lines a reason to intersect; it allows two strangers to find comfort for the inexplicable ripples in their hearts at the moment they pass each other. . .
That's it. Sorry, I can't write copy.
The text is based on blue and white porcelain
There is no omnipotent or noob D hero or heroine, there is no high-ranking emperor or prince, there is no bullshit, there is no H = =
(Aside: Then what else are you writing???~~~!!!)
Okay. I just want to write about the love of ordinary people
Or not love
I wonder if JMS would like such a plain feeling
After all, illusory things are too far away from us
Can power and money not play too important a role in life?
Beside you and me
Aren't you all accompanying an ordinary man who is trying to love you?
Say quietly:
I originally planned to write a beautiful article
So please forgive me for the fact that the heroine of this article is a bit masculine, a bit tsundere and a bit naturally stupid..., I have beautiful hair = =
ps: Children's shoes who are proficient in ancient Chinese and porcelain craftsmanship, please feel free to ignore me. . .
This article is slowly getting started. Please be patient if you are interested. . .