Since I had thought, I have always thought of the beautiful world with blue sky, white clouds, sunny winds. |[2][3][w][x]} I cannot describe the world I have thought about. The world I want is definitely not a world of fighting, killing, conquering, no matter how he fights wits and shows off his ruthlessness, no matter how he has business opportunities, wealth, or his power, fame and fortune, nothing is what I want. However, after so many years, I know, I know.

I can't use words to explain what I know. The greatness or tragedy or dirtyness of this world. There are many loves, feelings, kindness, reality, wealth and ability. They are all processes, like the process of wind passing by, short and short as the wind passing by. The wind is strong, cool and clear breeze has no trace.

I am the Aoshi Music Emperor. My musical realm has reached the extreme of the universe. I am holding my head up and there is no learner. I am bowing to the world of human beings. I am leaving me with billions of lights and flowers. I walk on the path of loneliness of a person, and no one is left...

I am the King of Xiaoyao. I was once envied by people, very free and unrestrained. I am a helpful person and an unsung hero...

I am the devil leader of Prajna. Seeing sentient beings is like looking at the cooperation and competition between different little ants, extremely affectionate but ruthless, standing with my hands behind my back, full of dialysis of all things, disdainful.

I am the God of War of the Sun and Moon Night God. "War" is not the so-called fighting and war among the human race, but the indomitable meaning of will and spirit. "Night", just because it is only night time, it is a time of tranquility...

I am Lingdu, Lingdu is the past and Lingdu will be the future, Lingdu thought about Lingdu life and death, Lingdu is the artistic conception above success, and the realm above transcendence...

As I walked along the way, watching from primitive villages to cities, watching technology progress more and more, watching me fall into the trap of human beings being self-circulated, I must fall into the trap, and only then did I realize that there are traps, the rapid evolution of sound and light, and I was restricted again and again, and was invisibly like a lamb to be slaughtered, and what was slaughtered was the spiritual and soul thoughts. It was collected at the end of the universe, just like a person living with food, the existence of that place wanted to absorb the essence of life, and the experience of this process was what they wanted. And deliciousness means that the richer life, the higher the thoughts, the more beautiful and delicious it was, and the more other things were ordinary food.

When encountering difficulties, you have to face them. Escape is not a method. However, if it is a problem that cannot be solved at all, you can only admit defeat.

When the author wrote a lot of his own interpretations, the music emperor, Xiaoyao King, Demon Head, Night God, and Lingdu, who were far away in the distant world, all understood why the author, who was bystanders and himself (the person in charge), appeared on the earth in the galaxy universe, appeared on the road of Chinese avenue, and appeared in the short-lived fate.

You have to admit that it is no longer your world. Readers, you are the same as the author. The world you really want does not exist. The world you are in front of you is second to the next best. Birth, old age, sickness, and death, making money is like old k flying around on a plane, and he can't help but he is also the world he chooses.
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