This book "The God of God" has been stumbled away for more than a year since its opening last year. The full text is not large, but in the past six months, it has experienced many complicated experiences, and the ending has been delayed until now before it was announced to the world. Here, I would like to say to readers who have been waiting for the ending: Liansheng, thank you very much for everyone for enjoying this book. I'm sorry for letting you wait for a long time!
Looking back on this year, I have experienced the busy graduation and the ups and downs of life. Liansheng has been in poor health and was still in the competition stage and has been in the hospital twice. In the past six months, he has been out of hospitals for the most time. In addition, the matter of looking for a job after graduation has been put on hold, but finally it was finally successfully today.
The story begins with a love about soul and growth. Chongen follows the song, just like a person who has treasured for a long time in our hearts, and may not be able to be together in the end, but the emotions that once bloomed like fireworks cannot be forgotten no matter how long it takes. As time goes by, with the addition of others around you, it will always slowly settle in the heart. When it is touched, it will no longer hurt, no longer heartbreaking, and only a faint sadness. And leaving is like the person who brings the power of saving in our lives. He is confused, he is he when he is happy, and he is sad. Perhaps there is no ups and downs, not as shaking and moving as the original love, but it can moisten things silently, and he has already penetrated life without realizing it.
The story is not perfect, but everyone seeks kindness and gets kindness.
After writing this, I suddenly remembered a poem by Yeats:
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When you're old
White hair, drowsy sleepy
Take a nap by the fire, please take this poem
Read slowly and recall the softness of your past eyes
Recalling their heavy shadows
How many people love your radiant charm
Love your beautiful face
Whether it's true or false
Only one person loves your pilgrim's soul
Love you on your aging face
Wrinkles covered
The flames in the stove are warm and bright
You lower your head gently
With a faint sadness
Whispering to the withered and extinguished love
At this time, he was wandering alone among the mountains and valleys
Behind the stars staring at you all over the sky
His face was hidden.
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So, I hope everyone is well and happiness is hard-won. When you are by your side, don’t let him slip away!