I was thinking, why don’t I update my essay today?

Go on strike, haha.

"zy song".

In fact, I am a person who is not good at talking.

I can't write words that are as beautiful as flowers and jade.

In short, I would like to thank Liu Wuxie, Yu Xi, Classmate Yi, Brother Xiaohu and Miss Su Lan (in order of time).

It is fate that we meet each other, no need to say more.

Oh yes, there are also swallows.

Hahahahaha: "In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people."

I once said that life is a web, and living things are often tied to the web and unable to move.

Now I want to say that every individual is weaving his own spiritual web.

These nets, starting from oneself, lead to other individuals, to joy, anger, sorrow and joy ("laughter, anger and curse all become articles"), to everything known and unknown in the world.

You don't know where and how far each link has to extend before you can reach it (I think of the song "Mercury"; I also think of the creeping plants that stubbornly stretch into the air when there is nothing to climb).

I don’t know how long each root can last and what level it reaches.

But these are actually not important. "whatever will will be".

"We are both fallen people at the end of the world. How can we meet each other before?"

Life is short and fragile...

Therefore, "once you have it, always you have it".

Real loss is not actually no longer having it, but erasure and forgetfulness.

Compared with matter and body, spirit is closer to infinity and eternity.

“When the ear picks it up, it becomes sound, and when the eyes meet it, it becomes color. There is no limit to what can be taken from it, and it can be used inexhaustibly.”

"If life were just like the first time we met."
Chapter completed!