When I was in the company's substitute class, I was quite touched when I saw the 164th chapter of "The Nine Heavens of the Proud World": "When you are working hard, your brother is also working hard; when you succeed, he is still embarrassed, so can you give him a hand? For you, it is just a matter of raising your hand, and you don't stretch out your hand; then, what is the use of you just treating him as a brother? Such a brother has become a tool for you to show off and gain fame after you have become famous, how can you be considered a brother?"

I've always wanted to write something, but I haven't been available, I want to write and then I forget, plus my stomach growls and I don't have time to eat, and the whole day goes by like this. It's a hassle. Basically, people can't escape time, small, young, young, strong, old, and then say goodbye, and even most of them don't have time to say goodbye.

"But I hope that you will never give up love and hope. Thus Spoke Zarathustra"

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"This is the mystery of life that you can't solve, what kind of terminator exists at the end of life? Through what you have discarded one by one, my arrogant hero, your posture is truly peerlessly beautiful!"

Note: In the vocational class, it is really inconvenient to find a gap to type a few words. It's better to post that I only have time to write these words all day today, and write some at home at night!

Note: The Emperor of the Galaxy who dreamed of the god machine and the reckless era of me eating tomatoes ended, and there were 2 less online books to follow, and the galaxy had been adding modern thinking to the dream of the god machine itself in the later period, and the reckless era was telling a story of growth and perfect ending. Flashy, pleasant!R1152