Even if it were seven seas and even the heavens, they would dry up and dry up;

Even if it is a barren sky, it will fall apart;

Even if it is a vast universe, it will end its life;

All kinds of life and death partings in this world,

Came and went, went and came, over and over again,

Not predecessors, not descendants, just passers-by.

But, beloved!

As long as I ever really loved you,

Then I'll never forget it.

But, I beg your pardon,

I'm still going to go on quietly,

Climb down.....

"I Am the Emperor of Freedom" [Essay] 03: The stubborn dream is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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