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The Whisper of Time is Beautiful

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The Years Are Quiet and My Mind is at Peace

Flowers And Clouds

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Life is Like a Cup of Light Tea

Flowers And Clouds

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Feng Luan Harmoniously

Flowers And Clouds

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The author has something to say: This story is about a helpless story. You will encounter too many helpless things in life. Maybe you are repenting for the wrong things you did yesterday, or you may be blaming yourself for the wrong things you did today. In short, as long as you are human, you will make mistakes, and you will encounter helpless things that you try to avoid but have to face. The heroine in the story, Xia Yimo, is a strong girl. Five years ago, due to various misunderstandings, she missed the one she loved. Although she had feelings of reluctance, doubt, and cynicism, she quickly became strong. The focus of life is not only love, but also family and friendship. . . Therefore, Xia Yimo, who was originally naive and a little arrogant, grew up overnight. She became strong and independent. The process of starting to be independent may be difficult, without the figure she has always been accustomed to by her side, without the arms she has always relied on to support her. When she became independent, she was like a lonely boat floating alone on the endless sea. It can be knocked over by one wave after another at any time. Endure loneliness and eat alone. Finally, he survived the baptism of the big waves.

The White Fog is Misty and the Night Fog is Lingering

Flowers And Clouds

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, He Nuanxia has spent her 28th year. She has a humorous husband and a well-behaved daughter. Life seems to be particularly kind to He Nuanxia. Plain and affectionate is true, and He Nuanxia has always hoped to keep it like this until she grows old, watching her wife grow white hair on her temples, leaning against each other with trembling shoulders and watching the glow quietly under the sunset. I never thought that a compassionate act of charity would actually bring me the biggest nightmare in my life. Her husband divorced her, and her daughter did not recognize her as her mother. She was inexplicably detained to act as a prisoner for that powerful man. Why? Why do all the burdens of life fall on my fragile self? . That man, that man! He ruined everything about himself. . .