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Time is a cruel sword that slowly penetrates your body and feels the pain of blood flowing out. There is nothing you can do! But you are still struggling, resisting and roaring. Growing up makes people become complicated, hypocritical, and cunning, but it makes her hate the hustle and bustle of the crowd. She only likes to be alone and quiet, does not like too much communication with others, and just wants to live stubbornly according to her own ideas! Some people are constantly exploring life, while others are wasting their lives. But she always falls after struggling; gives up after working hard; and suppresses after growing up. Everything is always so unexpected! She and she once lived on two lines of balance. They met, got to know each other, became acquainted, and were strangers because of their studies, and thus became friends, neighbors, close friends, and strangers. She asked herself again and again, 'Why is this happening? ' It shouldn't have been like this! But it turned out to be a fact! It was similar life circumstances that made them meet; it was different study lives that made them separate; it was completely different thoughts that made them go their separate ways. May time never grow old! We have never met! The unknown is beautiful to her!

I am a person born in the 1980s and a spiritual practitioner. I can use paper cranes to convey messages, turn stones into gold, draw a picture on the ground as a prison, fly into the sky to escape from the ground... I can do all these magical powers. But... If I could go back twenty years, I would rather be an ordinary person who grew up drinking melamine milk powder and eating gutter oil. Because as my Taoism deepens day by day, the only way out before me is to leave the earth! ! ! Damn it, I'm not an astronaut or an alien. Why would I leave the earth and go into space? At the same time, I gradually understood why there have been no great masters of Taoism on earth in the past few hundred years, and I finally understood what the true Age of Ending Dharma is! Before leaving the earth, I can only create a paradise for myself to live in temporarily. The reason is hard to explain in one word... All in this book.