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The girl appeared again, still on a worn-out bench by the lake. Shen Qianhua could no longer hold back and slowly walked past the girl... \

Asahi The twilight is dark, the wind has stopped, the trees have stopped, the insects are sleeping and the birds have fallen. The narrow eaves, the leaky windows let in light, the candlelight is bright, disturbing the dream, the person on the bed is sleeping, and the eyebrows are knitted, as if uneasy. The breeze cannot bear to light the Buddha. There is no more light in the world. People who fall asleep seem to be peaceful with their eyebrows spread out and their lips curled up. I wonder if they are in a dream rather than a dream? The early morning light broke through the door. The man in the dream was frightened and struggling, but could not stop his dream of destruction. He put on a black robe and a bamboo hat, hoping to keep the last trace of darkness. Seeing the scorching sun scorching my heart, I would like to turn myself into an arrow to tear through the sky and shatter the light.