I came alone from the void, and I headed for the empty, infinite world of chaos. Perhaps the taste of life is half a colorful dream is dying, half a nightmare is blooming, ups and downs, stops and stops, and finally it is difficult to escape the composition of that fate.

When it is exhausted, how can time be old. After waking up from a foolish dream yesterday, it was hazy. I wore openwork shoes and wandered through the endless night.

At this time, although the bright jade plate between Xiao Han disappeared and was replaced by the wind and rain that was coming, it was enough to leave a beautiful dream in my heart for a while.

In these years, in this earthly world, in this bustling human dojo, what was left to me was the greetings and warmth that I had not seen for a long time.

If you are older than me, call me Brother Peng. The younger one than me also calls me Brother Peng, as if Brother Peng is an almighty name, but I will never meet the one who has left a lot of joy in my life

"Dear Brother Peng". It's sentimental, but it's more treasured, and I'm grateful that I've met you all in my life, all of you in 1501.

Maybe I'm the most decadent and failed of the mixed world among us. No, not perhaps, it's a fact.

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