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Under the old peach tree, flowers are flying, and the only sound is the sound of the flute, which is lonely and quiet. Suddenly looking back, never seeing you again... Stone forest. Old Taoli. Paper, inkstone, pen and ink, window view. Hongyu looked happy. I woke up from a drunken dream and sailed alone in a boat. The old tree has lost its old figure. The flowers are silent and the flute is in love.

[2018 King of Glory Literary Contest·Essay Entries] The snow is dyed with thousands of lines. The electric purple soul is burned. Drinking a glass of wine alone under the moon. Watching the man in the shadow alone. There is no intention to hold the sword in my hand, and there is only a broken lamp left in my heart. The sound in the forest reminds me of the past. Love breaks the sword and the heart sinks.

The mountains and forests are startled, the dragon's roar scares the ghosts and hell, the tiger's roar drives away the gods. The soul has returned to reincarnation several times, and the enlightenment is still here. The devil is in chaos and all traces of human beings have been wiped out. Whoever wakes up will find it hard to fall. Dragons and tigers scare the mountains and forests.