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This endless practice Comprehend through experience, cherish while being moved A tear slipped quietly, wet the tissue paper, and fell on the ink stains It rhymes with a pond of ink, reflecting whose memories. --A companion piece to "The Salted Fish Spreads Its Wings"

She has been an alternative since she was a child! I like purity, I like writing, I like melancholy, I like doing whatever I want, and I also like the elusive word "zuo"! Although she went to a third-rate school, she wanted to write a campus chapter, which would be light and understated, recording laughter, documenting promises, and storing emotions, hoping to maintain a precious youth forever. There was a smile that appeared in my life, but in the end it dissipated like smoke, and that smile became a rushing river buried deep in my heart that I couldn't swim through. Just because of the promise I made at that time, I am afraid of losing it. I hope this gift will not come too late and be dedicated to those lovely classmates!

A person always has to walk strange roads, read strange books, visit strange scenery, listen to strange songs, and then at an inadvertent moment, you will realize how desolate the world is. Whose life is not a journey of thorns, it is like standing on an invisible scale. Everyone standing on it may go to extremes. It is not to impress anyone, nor to show anyone, but in the end it is to find a balanced fulcrum so that one can stand more steadily, walk better, and live more excitingly. There is never an easy word in this world. On the one hand, it is the pressure of life to catch up, and on the other hand, it is the start of dreams again. As an adult, you are always on the "not easy road." Then in the clear time, be a reclusive person with sincere feelings, simplicity and naturalness, and nobility and integrity.

The flowers have passed, and in the rush of time, I missed the flowering period for no reason. I always think that those scattered fragrances are the flow of love and the most beautiful inscription of the Chinese years. It wasn't until there was no trace of youth between his brows that he realized that many pure favors in the past had been returned to Liu Guang!

It doesn't matter whether it's a countryside with smoke coming from cooking stoves or a city with bustling lights. Beauty is just a yardstick in your own mind. In an imperfect world, perfectly interpreting your own life path is the highest state. Only in this way, you will find that your heart is at peace, time is left blank, and the years are quiet.

A person, a road, potholes, a scar, a mark, and an indifferent smile. Look at you, your smile is light and gentle. When you are in pain, you would rather hide and cry. I wish it were the memory of a fish.

He, the seventh highness of the Xiangyang Dynasty, was known as the "Thirteenth Master". When he was seven years old, he went to pick her up from birth and raised her until she was ten years old. However, she could not help but go from being a childhood sweetheart to serving as a companion for a lifetime of military service. He wiped out love and hate in one stroke, and finally accompanied her throughout her life.

The emotions and conspiracies of this society in the eyes of a "madman" are intertwined as the main thread. One case after another, one link after another, the methods are endless, the shocking secrets are revealed step by step, and even family, love, and friendship have gone through twists and turns. Let's take a look at a complicated and confusing mystery of life experience, the process is twists and turns, and the truth is actually incredible. How Wen Yi peels off the cocoon layer by layer, solves the mystery, and solves the strange case.