After starting to reminisce so early, I realized that unforgettable things do not always happen at night.
What people love is often no longer just a person, but several memories. As time goes by, this memory becomes your true lover.
Whenever I feel discouraged, in the dark night when no one cares about me, memories come flooding back, which I use to chew and reminisce, to relieve sorrow and hatred, and to soothe the minds of young people.
Later, the little princess died, and the demon-slaying boy kept burning.
At this moment, I look back at where I came from, and at this inappropriate time, let me say goodbye one by one. . . . . .
Concept: How embarrassing is it to be a human being? Struggling to break out of the cocoon, going out of the city and into the city, chasing fame and fortune, begging for love and love, and asking for a lot. Heaven is silent, giving and taking away, everything is determined by Him, and all sentient beings are helpless.
