Young Crops

This is a book about the difficult path of reform written with blood and tears. There is no time travel, no illusions, no golden fingers in the book, only a picture of living beings with flesh and blood in the turbulent waves of reform. Thousands of years have passed since the past, everything will be calm and indifferent, and it is not enough for the present! Set the trend The rolling world of mortals cannot be controlled by anyone, There is no reason to have this middle body. The book business is full of energy and courage, When he woke up, half of his hair was white and covered with scars. Cold food breaks the stove and burns the wet reeds. Who is afraid? Eternal articles speak of loyalty. Right or wrong, success or failure are all false, Only, I think, therefore I am in this mortal world.