Preface to "Looking Back"
I also shed tears of some ethnic groups; I have suffered several times.
Japanese civilization; I once pulled out a killing machine; Bless one's compatriots
Break your head. I am a golden game of self-presentation under the Buddha.
Why are there such children, wives and slaves? I was so ignorant that I didn't realize it until now.
Mentally. Travel all over the world, crying all over the world, hoping to find a synchronous voice.
Gas. Holding drums and chords, at the foot of Qingliang Mountain in the Asian continent,
Have some civilized drama.
In 2455, the masterpiece of the group society was published.
Does it count?