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    Even after walking many roads and reading many books, I gradually become an adult

    But in the face of a lonely depressed person

    I am still powerless

    Or maybe in some respects, language is pale, not black and white people's hearts

    On some special people

    Language does not solve their problems

    On the contrary, it has obstacles, the more you talk, the more depressed you are

    ?I don¡¯t know Laozi, Zhuangzi, Confucius, Mencius, Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, these sages were faced with a situation of their own powerlessness

    What kind of scene is it again

    At least for me as a mortal, pain haunts me every moment

    It's just that sometimes I hide it

    The coffin can be buried deep in the valley, but my heart is not a coffin after all

    I want to be for myself and for others

    Seek love

    ?This love is about fate, about life, and more about the meaning of being human

    But I was wrong, as long as in the shackles of the world

    I will have to sink, and I will fall infinitely

    I still want to court others

    really ridiculous

    The world is faint, we are lonely

    ? Even if there are fairies in Yuanyue, what if they fall to the mortal world (remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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