Chapter 245: 336 chapters, Sunday, I whispered a few words to my friend…

336 chapters, Sunday, I whispered a few words to my friend…

336 chapters, Sunday, I whispered a few words to my friend…

(Two sentences: picking up where we left off……

How naïve! A story made up by a foreigner actually fooled me like this!

One can see the charm of stories.

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「What was the world like before creation? Does time have a beginning? Does the sky have an edge? …………… Are the little birds of winter sleeping in the trees, cold or not?

Where is the home of those migratory birds? Will the sun, moon, and stars in the sky fall down?

When a person dies, why do some go to heaven and some to hell? How beautiful is heaven? How terrifying is hell? Can a person's soul still remember clearly the things of life?.................?

By the time I came to understand life's hardships, I had already been deceived by those stories in the books to the point of no return.

All topics are just as the great poet Shi said――――

I gradually came to understand in life

There is an unrepentant theme.

It seems that only a strong personality can be introduced.

Degeneration or rise.

I gradually came to understand those.

Persistence and hopeless waiting seem to

All the love you can give me in this lifetime.

My understanding is always gradually of that kind.

A hesitant and slow awakening.

(After many years, I suddenly exclaimed:

「Ah! It turns out…………………)

When the shackles fall off.

I finally have nothing left but a transparent shell.

Tearfully, I silently glide across the starry sky.

When my humble life is met with cold eyes from the world, not a single one of those characters I admired in the stories steps forward to speak up for me or to say a fair word.

When life is difficult, there is no one to give me food or drink. I still sweat my own sweat and handle my own affairs.

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