But it was just a character at that time. How could his death attract people's attention if he just disappeared?
The soul was torn into pieces, put back together again, and locked into a porcelain statue.
No matter who it is, the past scenery has been crushed to pieces.
An acid attack on the village. A sword killed the boy's enemy that he had tolerated for many years.
The mysterious fire, the pretty shadow in the fire. Who is whispering among the black crows in the sky?
The old hands cut out lost paths on the bright red paper.
Is that the fall of the witch or the lie of the young man?
Who is right and who is wrong?
I hope you can stop, have a rest, walk into the wooden house, drink a bowl of green porridge, go from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, and then down the mountain again, and finally your soul will return to the dust, melt into the blue water, and untie your worries.
Is "I" a "man" or a "woman"? Is "I" "I"?
Purpose: Striving to be a good young man of the times