Everyone has their own song, just hidden.
The meaning of wind chanting is that pessimistic people want to sing their own songs in the wind.
But people who were originally lonely eventually walked with the wind.
Chu Ciqiu agreed with this view. "She herself" has been buried and will live in the past forever, but she has also seen the near future.
But, is all this really true?
Reality is both real and illusory.
The museum will be a good start, and the sunset will serve as an eternal curtain.
It seems like you are writing an autobiography? But it can't really exist.
I originally didn't want to cast some of them as supporting characters, but the story had to have a main point of view.
Note: This is just the tip of the iceberg
Purpose: Record your fantasies