The moon is rising. The night is as cold as water. She is a rootless anemone in the deep stream of the green stream, as pale as snow. She is a man-made sand flower on the other side of the underworld, red as blood. Loneliness is a piece of wandering mourning. Traveling through countless worlds, just to find the lost heart. The wind and catkins have turned into powder, and the mud lotus is strong and beautiful. The lotus root silk lingers. Along the way, charming butterflies, I feel at ease with you.
Oops, it's like a story about a very strong woman who travels to the world of animation and fights with several equally strong animation characters, and finally achieves success.
By the way, plus the story of making your own heart and defeating nothingness.
It seems like it's still a love story from feeling cold to recognizing feelings to confirming feelings? Well, that should be it...
PS. This is my first time writing an article, so I will be slow to write. Please forgive me for this~~
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