We can't play God, unless we sacrifice ourselves. Who says, anything is better than nothing. Who knows, the price of that anything. We can't change the past. Then how can we change the future? Coz what we will have tomorrow, all depends on what happened yes...
During the whole of a dull,dark soundless day 在那年秋季枯燥，灰暗而瞑寂的某个长日里 In the autumn of that year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in heaven 沉重的云层低悬于天穹之【zhī】上 I had been passing alone on the horse's...
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