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He accidentally became a detective, Is destiny prophecy or karma? The symphony of life, With you, Or an accident? What a surprise after meeting, Keep the scars you gave me, To heal a wounded world. Love is taken, The reason is, Destined to grow old and die, there will be sorrow and distress. Break through ignorance, Prove the first level of Dharmakaya. Not attached, Nor is it attached to non-attachment, I sincerely follow the teachings of Buddha, I come to say goodbye to you in this life.

There is an uncle who is a hermit in the recycling bin. He collects waste during the day and subdues demons at night. There is such a watchman who is guarding you in obscurity. You may have seen him before, but it is impossible for you to recognize him. The recycling station not only recycles garbage, but also monsters, not only scumbag men, but also scumbag girls. However, all things that are unacceptable in the world, this is their final destination. This is the Fubo Recycling Station and the Earth Guardian Center. To provide you with dedicated service, please call the hotline by multiplying the square root of two by three minus the square root of five and dividing by two. If the line is busy, please leave a message after the beep, and we will provide you with a waiting service. In order to apologize for the inconvenience we have caused you, we will draw a lottery for every user who is waiting based on the waiting number generated every week, and one winner will be generated for every 100 people. When we meet, we are destined to meet. We should meet those who are destined to be together.