An hour ago, she vaguely heard the muffled thunder outside the house. She didn't pay attention at first, but the thunder kept coming, and then she gradually became suspicious. She asked lazily, and her grandma lazily replied: "Maybe it's going to rain." Mingyu couldn't help but her heart beat fast, as if something difficult was about to happen...
Thousands of feet of cliffs were thrown down, the Nu River came brightly from the northwest sky, and the abyss was like a trickle. The woman who was born on the border and grew up in the back house suddenly trembled in her heart, but she did not dare to look down again.
Intention: The mind should be as broad as the sky.