Style, Micro

The world of mortals is dim and clear, whose memory is vividly displayed, and the flying flowers in dreams stir up whose past life. Looking back suddenly, the thoughts of the past life and the feelings of this life are endless sorrows of thousands of years. The world is ups and downs, but once we meet, we travel through thousands of mountains and rivers, and step on thousands of smoke and dust, but we will never regret it.