Warning before viewing: I am a pure novice, purely anecdotal, there is a high probability of being false, purely a sudden inspiration, the update is extremely unstable, and there is a high probability of a trap.
Original article, quick travel type (probably? But the duration of a world may be a little longer? Not sure, just relying on feeling, subconsciously I will write some inexplicable things, please forgive me)
I am a traveler.
I like to go to various worlds, see different scenery, experience different stories, and then write a book to record them.
The world fills my empty heart with stories, and I leave them in the world for future generations to pass on.
Like the wind, it passes over the mountains and plains, flows into the streets and alleys, blows over the sun, moon and stars, and gently blows through people's hearts.
I was, I looked, I thought, and I joined the story. Whether it is as short as a white horse passing by, or as long as the pale winter that chills people's eyes, or it is the dullness of a drowsy and dull afternoon, as steep and ups and downs as the violent ups and downs of audio, like the bleakness left after being washed by heavy rain, or the bright dewdrops in the morning...
I'm always happy because I love everything that exists.
So, set off today, wonderful stories are waiting for me.
(After much deliberation, I chose love as the genre, mainly because of the meanings of love and affection = =)
The copywriting was written randomly, because my experience is too simple but I want to write something profound, so the words may seem far-fetched? The words don't convey the meaning? Playing tricks? Anyway, please spray Orz lightly
Intention: peace and love (?, Travel