Of course, I did exist. I had grown up watching for the sun to darken, for the moon to drip as if with blood. I spent my summers bottling peaches and my winters rotating supplies.
I had been educated in the rhythms of the mountain, rhythms in which change was never fundamental, only cyclical. The same sun appeared each morning, swept over the valley and dropped behind the peak. The snow that fell in winter always melted in the spring. Our lives were a cycle - the cycle of the day, the cycle of the seasons - circles of perpetual change that, when complete, meant nothing had changed at all. I believed my family was a part of this immortal pattern, that we were, in some sense, eternal. But, eternity belonged only to the mountain.

Good morning Monica Chan whom I love the most and I will always love Monica Chan
Ready to live today ❣️ Get up and start today
I want Monica Chan all my heart ❤️❣️❣️
I wish Monica Chan all my heart
Please! Monica Chan! Really! Love you so much ❣️❣️

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Don't get cold
It is the mahjong sisters who unify the new trend of mahjong
Change our Hu Tiantian's exclusive avatar
Make a little suggestion
Can we unify it?Everyone collectively changed to the one in the album of Hu Tiantian's homepage picture
I think there are two versions for everyone to change
A young lady mentioned it just now
Let me mention it again
Let's take a look
Don't get cold
I wish you all a Happy Children's Day in advance
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It's up to you tomorrow
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