Since the beginning of life, the gods have no owner and no one to protect them.

Heaven and earth are worried.

Dark clouds sprinkled with water, fields raided,

Surrounded by empty cities, the plan is ready to move.

His ears were filled with rain and snow, and his body collapsed at the head of the bed, turning on the lights and turning them off.

Every day grows wildly, and the grass becomes a mat.

The parade butterflies are still finding their way to life.

Some fell asleep, violently slept and never woke up again.

Digestive problems are severe in the spring, obstruction in March.

The flowers are flawless, and the grass becomes a pillow.

A man with a hat buttoned up and listening to the birdsong.

No longer meditate, choose to disappear......

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