The continent of Leo from 227 to 330 AD was full of strange things and shining stars.
One of the names has remained in the history of the entire continent—Chrissy Sieye,
The gilded fonts on the almanac recording the achievements of the past are elegant and elegant. It is an honor written by the person who left the name using special pigments.
The column belonging to Chris Owen Seeyer clearly read: First Duke.
But the bard's chant dissipated in the wind is chilling:
Cruel Kris, the dead soul sings in the night!
Bloodthirsty Chris and sacrificial spirits are wandering in the sky!
Chrissy, who killed her father, mother and imprisoned her sisters,
Sin like fire burns the thorns along the way,
Even the angels cannot heal your sins,
What day can I wait for?
Your long hair will be let loose,
The hem of your skirt will fall off,
Your body will not be able to hide,
God will judge your false and sinful soul.
The author writes casually, and everyone reads it casually, just for fun, but it cannot withstand scrutiny and in-depth study.
Intention: How can people distinguish between black and white in the world? How many people can comment on whether the world is right or wrong? The history of the world is written by the victors, but in the world of the victors, how many people and things are accomplished together. Is black really black? Is white only white? The light and darkness of the world are inherently overlapping, one is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and they are symbiotic and interdependent. They cannot be unique!
