Before, I always thought that my imagination was not enough. It was only recently that I realized that in addition to imagination, there were serious problems with writing.

I don't even know if I'm writing fiction or prose. It's not like prose, it's more like an argumentative essay.

Forget it, it's better to finish it as soon as possible. After the end, continue the two parts that were stopped before, and I hope that the brothers will support them a lot.

"That Year the Flowers Bloom in Spring" is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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