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Volume 3: A blow of destiny, the king appears Chapter 7: The first grudge at dawn

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    Computer Sister: Brother Long, it¡¯s a coincidence that you were very busy yesterday and Sunday. 9 You declined the invitations of two friends.

    Brother Long: It won¡¯t be like this next time. Just learn from experience, understand it, and feel it. Alas!  There is no freedom not to learn!

    Computer sister: Why is there no freedom not to study?

    Brother Long: Computer sister!  Some people can only experience it by themselves and ask others to give answers to everything, and they will never truly make progress.  Today I feel a sense of sluggishness and am leaning towards a gloomy situation.

    Computer sister: Oh yeah!  Is brother Youyu Emperor here?

    Brother Long: He is still fighting with the God of Time, day and night. On the one hand, he just wants to enrich the knowledge of all things in the world. Only in peace and quiet can he feel the emptiness or splendor of life!

    Computer sister: Oh!  Just like Sister Luo Xiaoyun playing in the distance and enjoying life. Brother Long, please remember that she is not immortal, she is only eternal in your heart; eternity. In a certain moment, when you feel Sister Luo Xiaoyun, that is eternal to Brother Long.  .  whee!  Brother Long, am I right?

    Brother Long: Haha!  If you think it's right, it's right. Why ask me? I don't know whether it's right or wrong!

    Computer sister: Okay!  Brother Long, you are becoming more and more lazy to explain to me!  (Humph! I won¡¯t do it by myself!).  Brother Long, wait!  Let me search this part of your consciousness.

    Brother Long, who stood with his hands behind his hands and looked into the distance, said: Whatever you want, as long as you are happy!

    The computer sister searched-

    "Like music, like thinking or not thinking, it can make me feel or feel the taste of emptiness. I cherish the invisible things very much, the only exception is you.

    Of course, I can completely close my emotional world like you and not be known to outsiders.  Perhaps only with an open mind and an open heart can we face the dazzling sunshine and every beautiful day.  Do you believe that only with this attitude can you understand yourself better?

    Being alone quietly, the outline of the world emerges.

    A person who monopolizes a myth and my myth is you, and the only myth of the myth in the world. I am classified as a beautiful goddess, haha!  That¡¯s why I say you are supreme.  Can speak to the God of Beauty.  it's my honour!  I don¡¯t care whether you can speak to me or not. You haven¡¯t seen that people in the world don¡¯t ask God or Buddha for a reply, because you can¡¯t ask for it.  All we can do is pray, pray!

    "Exclusive myth, I hope so, of course, your myth is monopolized by me.  I don¡¯t want to share my mythology with the world, I only want to enjoy it myself, haha

    There are many fresh topics about the singing of Xia Yilin in ancient China. The older it gets, the more I want to know about it. It is mysterious and a bit fashionable. I searched and searched for it on the Internet. Like a magical ticket, I jump randomly in time and space, and my past life is slowly revealed.  I seem to really see it!

    Is the mole on the back of my hand a mark from my previous life? Can the person I loved find me in this life? Reincarnation is so wonderful!  Some stories never grow old. Welcome to my exclusive myth. I was the same girl a thousand years ago. Was she finally happy with the man I loved at that time?

    This is my exclusive myth, why should I care if it is true or false? Please set off the time machine in your heart!  Let¡¯s turn the picture upside down!

    The troubles from a thousand years ago have obviously been forgotten.  But I desperately want to know that every disturbance I have is like role-playing, with no signs of deadline.  There are still a lot of question marks, talk to yourself.

    It¡¯s okay to have it.  It¡¯s okay if I don¡¯t have it. Love is a luxury for me. I don¡¯t ask for it anymore. I just hope that a miracle will happen. One day, there will be a woman I like who also likes me. Then I will have no regrets!

    Unfortunately, this is the difficulty. It is really not easy. Among millions of people, who can easily meet a partner who agrees with each other and cherishes each other? It is no wonder that Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu in Jin Yong's works will  That captures the reader's heart.  Although I personally love Brother Yi's writing, I cannot deny that I once liked the story of Linghu Chong and Yang Guo written by Jin Yong.

    Just now, I went home and fell asleep while lying on the bed with the light still on. When I woke up, I watched an art film, a French one. I paused halfway through, so I left you a message online, and then I went to have a big cup.  of ice cube Coke. I suddenly wanted to drink Coke tonight, but I didn¡¯t drink anything else. Then you went online to add some diary content, and I left a message again, until now.

    Avoiding the noisy crowds, riding a bicycle in the rain, the dangerous mood fermented on Hong Kong Street in Neihu!  My Saturday is full of lonely lines, but I set out to escape and forget!

    Please note that a lonely free body can easily fall into a romantic plot. The disillusioned age can be as quiet as a stagnant beach. The confusing and beautiful shots are always showing your naked face. The melancholy of running around is secretly crying in a certain place in Taipei.  spread across corners

    Hesitating love is like a huge trap, a huge maze, the claws of time, the eager eyes for prey, the feeling of avoidance is like the heart of an ostrich, every familiar day has already made me crazy!  Hiding in the coffee shop without chatting, even though it is just scribbling on the Internet, just thinking, typing, andSentimental, gently passing the time, but why does my life seem to be extremely boring? Today is not a good day, I will read some novels later, the person who reads the book is happier than me, the world is far away!

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The head is overgrown with grass, I miss you and she, I cannot hold her, you cannot hold her, I have gone too far and spent the winter

    "See Dusk Again"

    Pick up the longing and enthusiasm of a place.

    What about you? Do you ever think of me?

    Think? Is it interesting? Talking more is useless, right?  Isn¡¯t that position vacant?

    "The First Resentment at Dawn"

    ??Whether an expert has it or not, you will know as soon as you take action.  Unless ambition is born, it is impossible to transcend the past. Only a confidant knows how to deal with himself.  I like masters, who can have fun and do things quickly, as if they are carving the wind in the air. No matter what, it is always more reassuring.  After a month of joint cooperation on the Nangang economic and trade investment project, the impossible became possible and finalized.  If I fall down one day, don't worry!  That must be my accident or intention. In the wind and rain, I will stand more bravely!

    Always free and unrestrained, even if I feel lost occasionally, even if I feel a little sad sometimes, if one day I fall into a desperate situation, I will still laugh at the world. The only thing that may scare me is that one day I will not have you in my heart.  You will not be happy living in heaven!  The question is, if the world continues like this.  Sooner or later, I will not have you in my heart. Will one day I can only chant San San in a bleak atmosphere?br/>

    There are experts in Lingshan? Yes, there used to be.  Now I am saddened by the worldly things that are difficult to describe. When will the master of Lingshan get married?  To sum it up on one finger: it cannot be said.  No!

    Are you too keen on making money? Lose your purest nature, so what if the shopping mall is like a battlefield? Losing your nature is terrible, and you cannot blame it on the influence of the world!

    So what about material satisfaction?  Is this what I want? Can I change it? Oh!  Forget who I am, time will still easily prove that I have great shortcomings, and do I still have time to transform?

    A person¡¯s nature is the hardest to change.  The facts and tests we have experienced prove that it cannot be changed.  So what should we do? The old masters taught us to live in accordance with nature, change when we can, and acquiesce when things don't change. The prophets taught us to break through the restricted environment.  Not content with being trapped.

    What is different from ordinary people when they are young is that they hardly study in school, and their level of thinking is much higher than that of professors. When they are still busy with academic life and human life, their eyes are already on the sky, which is not the sky of heaven and earth.  It is the study of the way of heaven; it is true that there is no end to learning, and there is no end to knowledge forever!  The mentality of studying is natural!

    Unless you die, you still have to wander around in the world, so you divide your thoughts into two types; one is to follow humans recreationally.  One is thought beyond thought.  If there is a person who can never die and stay young forever, and he can also make me immortal and stay young forever, then I will admire and believe that science is a knowledge.  So basically you don¡¯t have to admire anyone and you don¡¯t have to be humble and proud, unless you are eternal!

    "The Song of Changing Universe"

    Without prying into the unknown secrets in your heart, I have no interest in the question of heaven, in your past.  past.  The future after me, the future.

    "Don't tell me that it was you who tore my personality apart, your stunning fatal power.  Have you ever remembered that there is a knife on the word "color"?  A knife that can destroy heaven and earth will produce hot sweat and blood essence.

    In the gray sky, what is struggling is a gentleman who is also a chameleon in disguise. One day, it rains heavily and half of his body is wet. The sound of the piano like the Holy Spirit comes from the blue window. Look!  The graceful woman was immersed in the world of piano sounds, looking at her to see who was playing? What did she look like? She would not come out for a long time, so she left with a disappointed feeling. Later, on the street,  The song I heard her playing turned out to be a variation of the rock classic November Rain.

    The camera looks towards the hot spring cafe, where three young girls are drinking and chatting. One of them is particularly beautiful, with a drunken red face, a shy and lonely face, and among all these beauties, you!  There? Angels!  Save me from degradation, from the seductive night.

    Who shouts to the sky for me? The fragrance of your hair drowns the breath everywhere, and the whole space is filled with your eyes

    The camera turns to the Goat Milk Cafe on the seaside. Under the clear blue sky, I can¡¯t write a single word about you. How come you are so beautiful? So charming, so magical, so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful.  !  When I carefully contemplate your eyes, your face, and your body, the joyful emotions shock me!  The replaced meaning of life is that angels are flying in the universe. You were originally an angel, but I became an angel. Angels protect the world, protect happiness, and protect love. My heart is crying and I can only look at you once. One glance is enough to be alone for a hundred years, with incomplete wings.  , Flying is particularly lonely, Hallelujah or Amen and Zeus, Jesus and Buddha, God please let me go or forgive me.

    His eyes are dark, as if he has just returned from the Aegean Sea. His upper body is like a poet, and his lower body is like a tramp. You love him for his mystery, for his danger, for his decadence, and for his elegance.??, the beast in his heart is wilder than Picasso, the peach blossoms are more abundant and colorful than Murakami Takashi, he loves you easy-going and convenient, and dares to be angry but dare not speak out (a great artist)" (To be continued. If  If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.

    ps: The poet is walking in the romantic afternoon. The poet counts how colorful the snow is falling outside the window. The corpse man enjoys the lonely moment so innocently. The corpse man thinks that everything is like this, that all the fantasies will come true, and nothing sad will happen. While listening to the song  Ha ha
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