When the dragon boat fleet pacified Kunlun Yuting, the various forces in the world reacted differently, but most people had realized that it was only a matter of time before the new Canglan Dynasty unified the world.

Although the five Qingluan clans in the north are strong, they do not have the momentum to swallow the world. Although the Xin Kingdom is thriving and rising slowly, it is still far from the prosperous Xin Dynasty and it is difficult to disobey and resist. The remaining things are just the two sides discussing and striving for some future interests and rights in the negotiations.

In a small and remote courtyard on the hillside of Yuzhang Mountain, Loran Hill sat on a chair under the eaves, watching the light snow gradually falling in the courtyard.

The snowflakes were not big, and they fell on the grass leaves in fine pieces, slowly melting. Hexagonal ice flowers and transparent water marks gently fell down, mixed into the black soil below, and disappeared.

It's winter already.

Loran Hill opened his hands and looked at the few slightly cold snowflakes falling into his palms. He felt a slight sense of novelty. It seemed that he hadn't seen snow for a few years.

Time flies so fast, everything seems to be on the fast track. In the past, a year seemed so long and I could accomplish a lot of things, but now it disappears in the blink of an eye.

Rachel, Funo, Melu, Lettice, Alena, Nia, these friends were young friends when we first met in my memory. Some of them have become mothers and are getting old. Some have lost their former cheerfulness and publicity and become steady and taciturn. Some have gone from being young and ignorant to being decisive and tough.

Although my appearance has not changed, my state of mind seems to be a little different from the past. Things that used to make me worried and uneasy, I have slowly gotten used to. I didn’t think too much about the future before, and just lived a small life in the present, but now every time I make a decision, I will first consider the possible impact on the future.

People worship the strong. This is an instinctive habit. When you are in a superior position, even some unconscious preferences will slowly affect the people below you. Such things happen in all aspects of life, so she now has to pay attention to the impact of her behavior on the country.

"If someone important uses this, it must be good." "That important person does this." "Students who get into a certain prestigious university all have these hobbies." "People in a certain developed country live and think this way." "Celebrities all wear this style, it's classy."

Not everyone can build an independent personality to avoid being influenced by various ideas. When people are anxious about their identity, they will unconsciously imitate those they think are powerful to soothe their uneasy hearts and gain recognition in the community.

In her previous life, Loran Hill was sometimes cynical and hated people who sold anxiety or were self-righteous and narrow-minded, but now, after experiencing a lot, she has gradually become accustomed to such a world.

We must accept the diversity of the world, and fools and stupidity are also a kind of diversity.

As she twirled her hair in front of her, she recalled how she used to get frustrated by information on the Internet. Unconsciously, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She was really naive back then.

There are many flowers and plants in the garden, including her favorite flowers and the weeds she hates. She will pull up the weeds and throw them away, and then concentrate on taking care of her favorite flowers, and slowly wait for the day when they bloom. Although the weeds will curse her and say that she is unfair and does not consider them, she will still throw them away and no longer pay attention to them, because this is her own garden and where she lives.

The spiritual world is like this. We should pay attention to eliminating those things that make us irritable and uneasy, and maintain stability and peace. Only in this way can we have the energy and mood to do many important things.

Acknowledging the smallness of human beings, one's own imperfections, and the difficulty in accepting and coping with such a complex and conflicting world, it is already a rare achievement to do a few important things well.

Even now, Loran Hill acknowledges her imperfections. For example, she's overly sensitive and sentimental, which can lead to hesitation and difficulty in making decisive decisions. Fortunately, learning and experience can gradually compensate for these shortcomings. Although she hesitates and struggles for a while, she ultimately makes the right, difficult choice.

Generally, there are very few people with perfect personalities, but this does not mean that they are hopeless. Cognition and experience can slowly soften some of the sharpness, or make certain parts of the heart tougher, and gradually make up for those shortcomings, as long as you recognize them and slowly overcome them.

Loran Hill sat quietly under the eaves, watching the small snowflakes slowly swirling down from the sky, landing on the cold brown wooden floor, landing in front of her black and white skirt, and falling in this quiet winter.

After a long time, the sound of sparse fireworks could be heard in the distance.

I'm a little homesick.

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Mountains in the north.

It was winter, and a blanket of snow drifted across the sky. The dancing flakes obscured vision, making it difficult to discern the distant scenery. Yet, amidst this vast expanse of snow, a melodious bell melody echoed, like golden threads sweeping across the sky and mountains, bringing a touch of warmth to those walking in the snowy wind. The once icy snowflakes on their faces seemed to fade away.

The sight follows the eagle as it soars across thousands of miles of fertile snowy fields, climbing up the steep cliffs, until the view suddenly opens up, and a white jade statue taller than a giant mountain comes into view. It closes its eyes and holds its hands, with its six arms sometimes raised and sometimes clenched, motionless in the endless wind and snow.

Along the ankles and knees of the statue, a long and endless procession meandered through the snow. People from all over the north came here like pilgrims, braving the wind and snow just to listen to the bell sounds and music of the 'Lotte' Kinnara.

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