I'm lovelorn, I'm sad, I'm crazy, I cut down a few big trees, what does that have to do with you nun?
"Ami--that Buddha! Trees also have life. If you hurt them with a sharp knife, they will feel pain. Their brothers and sisters will cry sadly when they see this tragic scene, and their friends around them-the birds in the sky, the cattle and horses on the ground, the fish in the water, including the air, the breeze... What, you don't know, and you don't believe it? Then I will continue to explain to you, the so-called life is-"
Shut up! What, if you still don't shut up, it seems I have no choice but to kiss you to death!
I dug a big hole in advance to remind myself to complete my book writing plan. Those who read the article, please go around it and don't hit me with bricks. I don't know when this hole will be filled. I'll finish writing "The Love of the Hairpin Shadow" and "The Love of the Shemale" first. I am obsessed with the feeling of digging a hole, it's so cool!