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Introduction to the new book:
Su Nian is a college student who was sold to a gangster as his wife five years ago.
The gangster is taciturn every day and has three hobbies: drinking, fighting, and fucking her.
Later, the gangster got into a fight with someone and maimed him, so she was asked to take the blame.
He said: "After three years, I will give you freedom."
She agreed, stepped into hell, and was never heard from again.
When I came out again, I wanted to have a brighter future and live a free life.
But she didn¡¯t expect that at the prison door, the man was leaning against the wall and looking at her with a smile on his face.
From then on, her world collapsed.
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The following is enough for 500 words:
Rabindranath Tagore's "Life is Like a Summer Flower"
I hear echoes, coming from the valley and my heart
Harvest the empty soul with the lonely sickle
??Continuously repeating determination and repeating happiness
There will eventually be an oasis swaying in the desert
I believe in myself
Born like a bright summer flower
Never withered and undefeated, demons are governed like fire
Bear the burden of heartbeat and breathing burden
Never get tired of it
I hear music from the moonlight and the body
Supplementary extreme bait captures ethereal beauty
Life is full of intensity and innocence
There are always memories throughout the world
I believe in myself
Death is like a beautiful autumn leaf
Not prosperous or chaotic, the posture is like smoke
Even if it withers, it still retains the pride of plumping muscles and clearing bones.
Mysterious and mysterious
I hear love, I believe in love
Love is a pool of struggling blue algae
Like a gentle breeze
Through my bleeding veins
The faith that lasts for years
I believe everything can be heard
Even foresee separation and meet another self
And some moments cannot be grasped
No matter how you wander around, what is gone will never come back
Please look at the hairpin on my head,
Blooming along the way
I often miss something,
And deeply moved by the wind, frost, rain and snow
Prajnaparamita, one sound after another
Life is like summer flowers, death is like autumn leaves
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