This century is crazy, inhumane, and corrupt.
But you have always been sober, gentle, and spotless.
——Françoise Sagan
Three thousand years ago, he was still growing on the bank of Duling River, under the Bodhi tree.
Then, his heart was lost. Not only did he not die, but it took shape.
Five hundred years later, other people's hearts were lost, but he died, and his death was extremely tragic and desolate, with no bones left, both body and soul were destroyed, and by the way, the Duling River was exploded. All the immortals in heaven said that it was a good death and a wonderful death.
Three thousand years later, he pointed at a green creature that was dancing happily in front of him with its tongue sticking out, and asked suspiciously: "What is this?"
The man with a temperament as cold as ice said without changing his expression: "Dog."
Whose dog looks like this? Who are you fooling! He asked again: "Why is your dog this color?"
"It's dyed." The man stroked the "dog" that barked soothingly and added, "It's a popular dish dog at the moment."
"..." What a fashionable dog.
The disheveled dog barked: woof woof woof (you are the dogs, the whole family is a dog! I am your heart! When you lost your mind and wanted to live or die, because this bastard abandoned me, did you also lose your brain? I have turned into a spirit, and you haven't picked up your brain yet, and you can't even recognize me!)
After being warned by a look, Gouzi circled twice and lay down in aggrieved state: woo woo woo (be careful not to have the right of heart, being a dog does not have the right of a dog).
From the iceberg that has not melted for thousands of years to the hopeless love brain, there is only a blade of grass.
Tolerant and affectionate iceberg attack x cold outside and hot inside, childish acceptance (if you don't change your stubborn nature, you will change the outcome x if you want to die, you have to stay alive and stay alive)
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Intention: May everything in the world be perfect