Nirvana of Rebirth

Today is twenty-nine, and tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. I prayed an early year early. It has been a whole year since I started writing at this time last year. When I started writing last year, I was full of emptiness. And this year, I am very fulfilled. This fulfillment is brought to me by all of my brothers, sisters and friends who have always supported me waiting for me. I'm full, full and full, I can bite... :)

I used to think that this book could end when I felt no regrets. If it can be subdivided, then I call the first half of this book to fill up regrets, and the second half can be called chasing dreams of dog blood. A whole year has passed, and I have a sense of accomplishment. Although the update is not good and the monthly ticket is less, the subscription of my brothers is still strong. This makes me very confident and also proves everyone's trust and support in me in disguise. If you don't give a monthly pass, you just have to poke me with a needle.

Damn, I really love and hate.

Thank you very much for the year that I have been with Nirvana all the way. I have shed tears, sadness, happiness, and grinning in this year. And now that I have harvested, I have harvested you, and harvested the relatives and friends who accompany me on the New Year’s Eve.

Thank you for the grilled fish.

Nirvana is dedicated to all the animals and brave people who struggle for a refreshing and regret-free life.

No matter whether you are a car slave, house slave, or child slave, whether you are watching the fireworks blooming above your head at the snail house on the thirtieth day of the year, in the tide of life, we will never move forward! V