When the first snowflake of the New Year fell on his head, he stood under the eaves with his hands clasped together.
I hope that the common people in the world will be free from the pain of war, and they will not have to worry about the red land thousands of miles away, nor the worries about the mountains and mausoleums. I hope that the country will be peaceful and the people are safe, and the years will be prosperous, and when they grow old, they can have their children and grandchildren around their knees and enjoy the happiness of family harmony.
Are there any wishes that I can't fulfill?
OK, then let you help me fulfill my wish.
Wait for me to pick you up.
But Chu Jue, I have no regrets.
"Why don't you run?"
He probably didn't mean that at the time, but he was in a trance and didn't realize it.
Now I can no longer see, let alone ask, that answer.
When he came to his senses, he found that he was already standing beside a stone bridge.
"Young man, if you drink this bowl of soup, you can be reincarnated."
When he heard this, he turned around and saw an old woman standing in front of him, handing him a bowl of water.
"Mother Meng?"
"It's the old one. If you drink it, you will forget the past. Only by forgetting can you be reincarnated."
He lowered his eyes, his clear face reflected in the bowl of water in his hand, "Old man, what if I don't want to drink?"
"Oh, then you will suffer..."
This article is pure fabrication and should not be taken seriously.
Motto: When we fall in love, we will always meet again.