?Last night, I dreamed that I went to Tibet again, but I clearly remembered in my dream that I said I would never go back, and I couldn¡¯t figure out why I broke my promise.
The present day is too ordinary, obviously I have only been here for less than half a year, but it seems that there has been no change for thousands of years, and I am almost following this blank day, becoming transparent and nothingness, and I am going to hide here The world is gone.
?I no longer have any pursuit of reporters, but I thought about the 360 ??lines in the world, but none of them appealed to me. Every time at this time, I will think of the sentence that my brother said: Don't do something small. However, most of the time, it is Tao Yuanming's "sex is love hills" that echoes in his mind.
I often anxiously want to know many things, but those things I know are useless, not for communication, not for the workplace, and not for the pursuit of truth.
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