A man’s heart is iron until death. Just watch him take the field and mend the rift in the heavens.
A catastrophe that imperils a nation. A conspiracy that cuts to the bone.
Now, let us see what love and hate will be buried in this battle against fate.
If everything is destined, is that destiny eternal, or a shackle?
Who is whose destiny, and who is whose salvation?
I’m a novice, and this is novice writing too. If you expect a flawless, perfectly polished story, please proceed with caution to avoid disappointment.
I wrote this years ago, so I won’t explain anything.
Theme:
This style is similar to the article I wrote several years ago. Pursuing beauty in writing is like having obsessive-compulsive disorder. But the text is too slow. It doesn't look fun and a bit boring. The author's current writing style can be humorous or serious. You can advance and retreat, but you have indeed made a lot of progress. .
I can't understand
I quite like the style
. . . All I can say is that my skills are too weak. . . I don't understand what the author is writing. Although the writing is good, is it a bit too gorgeous? Still, I don't know how to put it, it just uses a lot of gorgeous words (or is it very roundabout?) Which made me struggle to read every line of words.
Is this story over? Why did it stop in a strange place? Anyway, keep up the good work~
Is this a tragedy? Please tell me what you watched. If it's a tragedy, I won't watch it. I'm afraid of being abused.
So, I hate war the most! !
In fact, I don't read abusive articles, but I am a book title and copy writer, and I read it in one go by mistake, so I will write a short review. I won't talk about the writing style and conception, so I can only talk about my feelings at the time. I held my breath and felt heartache, couldn't bear to blink, couldn't bear to shed tears. At that time, I also wished that Kaguya would die, without having to bear such love, such hatred, so painful, so powerless, the gods are so pale, and the world is so innocent. The bright moon is bright, and there are vicissitudes of life and weariness that no one can see clearly under the cold and lonely scenery.
In this vast world, where can I find peace of mind?
It's a very sentimental story. Why do gods make people who are not at fault guilty? Is this a fateful fate?
Because a gentleman shares a cup of water and comes with one cup!
This style is similar to the article I wrote several years ago. Pursuing beauty in writing is like having obsessive-compulsive disorder. But the text is too slow. It doesn't look fun and a bit boring. The author's current writing style can be humorous or serious. You can advance and retreat, but you have indeed made a lot of progress. .
I can't understand I quite like the style
. . . All I can say is that my skills are too weak. . . I don't understand what the author is writing. Although the writing is good, is it a bit too gorgeous? Still, I don't know how to put it, it just uses a lot of gorgeous words (or is it very roundabout?) Which made me struggle to read every line of words. Is this story over? Why did it stop in a strange place? Anyway, keep up the good work~
Is this a tragedy? Please tell me what you watched. If it's a tragedy, I won't watch it. I'm afraid of being abused.
So, I hate war the most! !
In fact, I don't read abusive articles, but I am a book title and copy writer, and I read it in one go by mistake, so I will write a short review. I won't talk about the writing style and conception, so I can only talk about my feelings at the time. I held my breath and felt heartache, couldn't bear to blink, couldn't bear to shed tears. At that time, I also wished that Kaguya would die, without having to bear such love, such hatred, so painful, so powerless, the gods are so pale, and the world is so innocent. The bright moon is bright, and there are vicissitudes of life and weariness that no one can see clearly under the cold and lonely scenery. In this vast world, where can I find peace of mind?
It's a very sentimental story. Why do gods make people who are not at fault guilty? Is this a fateful fate?
Because a gentleman shares a cup of water and comes with one cup!
Bright as a night, such a high request,
There are so many characters Looks like a sofa