"Most things in the world begin with budding, flourishing, and finally wither, but this work begins with withering, flourishes with blooming, and finally germinates."
——"Legend of Star Sun·Preface 1"
This is a morning that is hard to remember. There are dark yellow weeds on the hills, and the morning light that makes people sober blurs my vision.
I saw a giant dragon in purple robes curled up on a golden throne.
I saw the god of death coming to earth with his chariot.
I saw that on the civilized land, there were people dying of hunger all over the land, and the people of the ancient country turned into nutrients that nourished the earth one after another.
I saw the high walls collapse, and I saw the generals wearing strong armor.
I saw a fire... Silent.
Then there is another one, vigorous and vigorous...
——"Are you still not ready to leave..."
——"I like it here very much."
——"I actually quite like it... But the candlelight has dimmed."
——"Why do you care about this? Just in time, let me show you what I told you before..."
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——"Is this enough?"
——"There is no need to read too much. Those who are willing will read on."
——"Felicita, you like to say nice things, but you don't care what others think."
——"I've never been like this. So have you."
——"Then why do you think I am here."
——"Heh... You know, Lena, I don't like to say emotional words, nor do I like to express my expectations for things in the world, but... Maybe we can really be more than mediocre... Maybe we..."
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"I hope this will not be in vain, before history fades away from our glory."
Intention: If Heaven is sentimental, Heaven will also grow old, and the right path in the world will undergo vicissitudes of life.
