Mo Fantianxia

The fine line between love and hate, the cycle of life and death, and the incompatibility between good and evil! There is no intention to stay or go, just watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; I am not surprised by honor or disgrace, just look at the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky! Is it love or sorrow? Is it the three-foot-long green front that leads to the end of the world, or the broken sword that makes it possible to move forward? Is the pure heart eternal or the soul-eating companion? Are you looking for eternity or lusting after the beauty of a moment? Everything starts from here. . . . . . .