A city in the midst of a dream. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A desolate little city,

A desolate and endless area.

A dead and empty city.

Who?

Hiking there,

Rambling

And the goal is a trip in mind.

It seems to be the physical effort to pay with the trip,

It's like a spiritual journey and journey,

The journey of the heart,

It is indifferent to travel and journey.

- Far away.

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It's so indifferent and far away,

What's there?

There is a narration of being far away.

For a long, long time, away from it,

Far, far away......

It seems impossible.

I wanted to stop in the wilderness and the desert,

Stagnant

No longer moving forward,

No longer walking,

No more chasing.

――I'm really tired.

I ever thought,

The next footprint,

On the next footprint,

It's the end,

It's an end.

The end of the next one,

The next end,

It's the next one to escape and stay away.

Far away dreams,

Far away from the dream,

It's so far from the untrue,

Far away from the loss and illusion.

There's something twitching there,

There's something struggling there.

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Suddenly, there was a bright sight in front of him, and he suddenly spoke:

"Yinling,

Just send it here.

OK

Just send it here.

You can go,

You can leave like this.

Let's go

Let's go back.

Yin Ling,

Be nice.

You're so good.

Let's go back.

Otherwise

It's going to be dark.

As long as it's dark,

Yin Ling,

You'll lose sight of your way home,

And this ......

This is not what I was hoping for.

Yin Ling,

Let's go home.

Before it's dark. ”