you are a collection of the stories you’ve read and the night skies you’ve admired. you are the smiles you’ve given to strangers and the tears you’ve lost on your pillows. you are the lives you’ve touched. you are a mixture of cosmic stardust and earth. you are a descendent of nomads and sailors. you are the flowers you’ve received and the plants you’ve watered. you are the adventures you’ve had and will have. you are your imagination and anticipation. you are not simple. you are a complex yet magnificent product of the life you have lived so far.
Just a thought but Mu Qing could totally reclaim the title “Sweeping General” by pretending to be a neat freak and spreading rumors that he used to punish his soldiers by making them sweep their camps until it was absolutely spotless. This is horrible because the wind would constantly be blowing new leaves and shit into camp, therefore making it a lesson in futility trying to keep it that clean. And the best part is that everyone would already believe that he would be petty enough to do something like that so it wouldn’t even be a hard sell.
