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When the past was lost by clouds and mist, when the ink soaked the blue sky, the vast sky was no longer vast. ——- Not everyone has the opportunity to stand at the original crossroad again and walk on an endless barren land. They have long forgotten how and how they came to this silent corner. There is no sun, no moon, no starlight, and no day and night. Everything is gray white. The gray clouds like smoke, the burnt land leaving dust, and the distant horizon was also hidden in a suffocating bleak gray. The only meteorological feature is the dust falling from the sky. I walked cautiously for a long time. Gradually, I felt the fatigue that could not be dispelled. Every step is extremely difficult. In the end, I was exhausted to the extreme. What puzzled me was that the long walk brought about the change of scene. Am I circling? Ha ha ha ha, I’m circling around. Can’t escape, la la la ~ despair is singing, la la la ~ how harmonious hesitation. I decided to add some warm colors to this dull and cold place. Ha! I finally saw the gray unexpected tone and vibrant juice, which fell on the gray land beautifully and gently, so dazzling and fresh in the gray dust. I need more, so, one knife, another knife, ha ha, there are fresh and real colors everywhere. I fell to the ground with satisfaction, bathing in the warm red. Despair is singing again, hurry up ~ la la la ~ you can’t escape ~ la la la ~ ~

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