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这人修仙靠气运
Playing With Sand Becomes Soil
Beyond the sky, within a dream, a smiling rainbow flashes. There are mountains beyond the mountains, dragons among the people, so many stories are being told. Cutting through the sky, traveling through time and space, turning things around, the momentum is in my heart. Use my smile and look up to the sky, I am my own hero! The young man travels and travels, creates his own legend, has great ambitions, the world is at his mercy, the young man travels and travels, is unrestrained and frivolous, without knowing any worries, looking at the splendid China, the splendid China. Who is the hero in the China of ink painting? I transform into a dragon and search for dreams from the end of the world A rainbow of seven colors, I am in it The legend of Xiaoyao I keep in my heart
Beyond the sky, within a dream, a smiling rainbow flashes. There are mountains beyond the mountains, dragons among the people, so many stories are being told. Cutting through the sky, traveling through time and space, turning things around, the momentum is in my heart. Use my smile and look up to the sky, I am my own hero! The young man travels and travels, creates his own legend, has great ambitions, the world is at his mercy, the young man travels and travels, is unrestrained and frivolous, without knowing any worries, looking at the splendid China, the splendid China. Who is the hero in the China of ink painting? I transform into a dragon and search for dreams from the end of the world A rainbow of seven colors, I am in it The legend of Xiaoyao I keep in my heart

Collection of Poems and Songs
Short Fiction诗曲歌句录
Playing With Sand Becomes Soil
Poems, songs, and joy. The meaning of the song is that the song is always dancing and singing. Beautiful songs have existed since ancient times. Composing songs for a long time will help you sleep peacefully in this life.
Poems, songs, and joy. The meaning of the song is that the song is always dancing and singing. Beautiful songs have existed since ancient times. Composing songs for a long time will help you sleep peacefully in this life.

I Died at the Start
Fantasy我开局就挂
Playing With Sand Becomes Soil
He has been without a father since he was a child, and he has survived in the world with his weak mother. He has been ridiculed by many people since he was a child, ostracized by relatives, and scolded by his mother. Finally, darkness took over his heart. He personally led his scarred mother to a place where there was no pain and she was very happy. Mother passed away peacefully, and he smiled brightly. And his relatives have also become replicas of his mother. Later, he died. But, alive again. But, it died again. But, alive again. Finally, he understood that he was the protagonist, the one who couldn't die. But, is he really the protagonist? The setting sun, dusk rain, and passing clouds are all over the world. The white mist covers the crooked eyebrows, looking back at the stained years, who is left sitting alone in despair? After many calamities, I suddenly look back and see the boundless wind, moon and river snow.
He has been without a father since he was a child, and he has survived in the world with his weak mother. He has been ridiculed by many people since he was a child, ostracized by relatives, and scolded by his mother. Finally, darkness took over his heart. He personally led his scarred mother to a place where there was no pain and she was very happy. Mother passed away peacefully, and he smiled brightly. And his relatives have also become replicas of his mother. Later, he died. But, alive again. But, it died again. But, alive again. Finally, he understood that he was the protagonist, the one who couldn't die. But, is he really the protagonist? The setting sun, dusk rain, and passing clouds are all over the world. The white mist covers the crooked eyebrows, looking back at the stained years, who is left sitting alone in despair? After many calamities, I suddenly look back and see the boundless wind, moon and river snow.