Yunmengchuxue

Every step he took was on the edge of life and death, and every time he stood up was accompanied by heart-breaking pain. The blood and tears along the way turned into flowers all over the mountains and fields. I actually survived. Looking at the mountains and rivers in front of me, the wind caressed my cheeks gently, but I was in a daze. Why is all this so unreal? It seemed like it was just a dream that would dissipate at any time, causing me to fall back into the endless darkness and despair.