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Volume Three: With a blow of destiny, the king appears. The wind on the grassland blows quietly, and the grass

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    I always feel that I have a trace of evil spirit. This evil spirit does not come from evil thoughts, but from reverse thoughts. Heaven is moving vigorously, and a gentleman should strive for self-improvement. A gentleman should be like the celestial bodies in the universe. They should move endlessly, even if they are displaced, they will not give in.

    If you are a gentleman, you should be able to hold things like the earth. There is nothing that cannot be carried. The so-called reflection is why do you need to be a gentleman to strive for self-improvement? If you are not a gentleman, can you not hold the world? My reflection is that no matter what anyone says, I  Follow my path.

    ¡° Dreaming back to the east coast is the most impressive memory I heard in Zhang Hongliang¡¯s song, which refers to the Pacific Ocean in Hualien.

    The boundless sea, how many people at home and abroad, both ancient and modern, yearn for the beauty and mystery of the blue sea. Sea views are always more expensive than mountain views. Perhaps this world tends to favor wise men who enjoy water!

    As for the Leshan of the Benevolent, it is a bit worse. Hualien is the place where I was in the army. My unique personal memory is like a fire mark. As the saying goes, whoever I bring here will definitely be my favorite in this life.

    Some people often emphasize the benefits of reading. Under the banner of utilitarianism, it is difficult to break away from this mentality. Reading is to gain wisdom, knowledge, strength, and learning. The books in this photo are mainly fantasy books.  Wawa Bookstore is located on Section 2 of Bade Road in Taipei City. Fantasy books increase the imagination space of the brain and should be helpful for thinking. Everything that can be imagined can be realized. If this inference is correct,  Hey, that was really exciting and scary.

    There is a park called Bihu Park near my home. When I was a child, there were many egrets flying among the lakes and mountains and playing in the water. Now they seem to be invisible. Outsiders say this lake is very beautiful, but I have only walked through it once.  One time was more than 20 years ago.

    I forgot which friend I left with.  It is impossible to walk alone. It is only possible to walk like this with friends. I have passed by the lake countless times. I don¡¯t know why or it¡¯s nothing, but I never wanted to stop and stand still.

    "The light of hundreds of millions of years flows down thousands of flowers and pours out to the world, the fluctuating light and shadow wipes away the eternal emotions, the contradictory virtual and real realm of d¨¦j¨¤ vu, the incomprehensible hazy taste is just like the drizzle, I understand how to feel the real life.  Quietly discover the spiritual beauty that is no longer coquettish and Jingzhe.

    The hole in the time tunnel.  The taste of Jing is so close to unbearable.

    Decadence spreads from the hair tips, and communication starts from the willow eyebrows.

    "It's ridiculous that the wet lips start to freeze, and the scars start to appear from the pink neck."

    Time burns in the chest, and blindness and confusion make the mountains and peaks.

    Wandering begins from the snake's waist, and primitiveness begins from the Aegean Sea to modernity.

    The end point starts from the jade leg and returns to the starting point. This life is full of strange innocence.

    The eight hundred and thirty-three roses grown in the world after sacrifice are called absurdity.

    Sometimes I really don¡¯t understand whether a painter¡¯s paintings have no artistic talent? Or do ordinary people not understand? Especially in the Western world, paintings can be sold for hundreds of millions, and then what? Chinese paintings are becoming more and more expensive.  The definition of value is that the rich and powerful are the boss.  Whatever the boss says is right, but in terms of ideology, it is not of great value. To me, if paintings can be sold for hundreds of millions, then Xiao Qian¡¯s books, which live in Nanjing, are worth tens of billions.

    I unexpectedly arranged a trip to Wuzhen, which is quaint, with floating willows and green water. I am so happy!

    Although some are artificially beautiful, beauty is beauty.  Regardless of whether it is artificial or not, the point is that it is very beautiful in my heart. I like it here.  Isn't it nice to forget the name of the hotel inside?

    Haha, don¡¯t ask for too much. There are many mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are many scenery in the north. My affection falls between your eyebrows. Only the south of the Yangtze River can be close to that charm. Don¡¯t run away, wait for me, let me see it all at once.

    ?The main time I go to Shanghai is when I am traveling to Shanghai.  I took a boat trip to the Huangpu River at night. I don¡¯t know if the place names are correct, but I have almost forgotten them. Anyway, the most important thing is that the trip is very romantic.

    The breeze blows, the neon lights are bright, and the feeling on the water is great. The only difference is that there are no beautiful women accompanying it. It is a beautiful scenery in the world, and it is not a bad thing to experience glory once in a lifetime.

    Whether I have a lover or not, I will still come again. Why? Because I am also a king of the generation!  King Xiaoyao.

    When we went to West Lake in Hangzhou that day, there were so many people there and the weather was very nice and sunny.

    Chinese people from all over the country have different accents. When chatting with tourists from Hebei, I found that they speak nicely.

    Standard Mandarin bar. I didn¡¯t go to the West Lake much at night. I didn¡¯t have enough time. I watched Zhang Yimou¡¯s Impression Water Drama. It was very good, but the aunt next to me chatted very loudly. Because her personality and mood were very good, I didn¡¯t take it seriously. - Zhang Liangying  Impression of West Lake Rain.

    Green City Fantasy Butterfly Kiss Black Butterfly Song: A butterfly is flying, always in silence, sometimes soft and sometimes crazy when you close your eyes. It walks and tilts. The land you first opened your eyes is soaked in mystery. It is a ridge on the side and a peak on the side. It is in your heart.  The rain is looking for flowers in the fog, Haydn is astonished, Yu Ji is as green as the leaves of Juliet, the distance is as long as the sky, the mountains and rivers that have been in love for hundreds of millions of years are beautiful, a powerful arrow is named love, it is?Crossing the rivers and mountains, crossing the delicate trees, crossing the waves and talking about the lemon trees.

    That is a group, there is no need to understand it.

    Too many life mottos mean they are completely unrealistic.

    That is a group, and finally I understand why the real thinkers want to leave that group.

    He is not a thinker, he is just a waiter. The sad thing is that he loves me and should fall in love with me in the group, but he is not in that group at all.

    "Completely different worlds inside and outside, it turns out that I am the one who is sad. The sadness in my eyes shows the sadness of his love for me. How can love be sad? He said that it is because he can't see it. Not being able to see is sad.

    The beauty of loneliness, the color of loneliness, the sea of ??loneliness, in my time.

    I am a lonely king who never seeks defeat. I am the biggest rebel and rebel against heaven.

    Sky-high price, destruction is the ultimate price, not being favored by God is nothing, not being favored by you, I will stop in the abyss of the sea and despise myself.

    Therefore, I became the only king of loneliness in the world. A perfect lonely soul did not seek anything from outside. In the end, I walked alone on an extremely long and extremely long road of loneliness.

    Fresh topics are boring, the sun will still rise, the roses will wither, the enthusiasm will wither, and the high-rise buildings in distant cities will feel nothing after looking at them for a long time.

    And how long will you like me? How did it become so boring? I want to fly, but the sky is too high and I want to hide, but there is nowhere to go. The sun is still going down, and then evening comes, and the night comes, and the day passes, like this  Day after day, for twenty years, condensed in these one hundred and forty words, this is all your momentary emotions.

    ??Reading a book happily, making a few glasses of ice-colored juice or fragrant wine, you are more leisurely than anyone else today.

    Even my longing has become extremely romantic, the flowers are fresh, not only beautiful, but also happy. I almost danced without undressing, but you are already satisfied.

    If you can, you can sleep quietly without any worries.

    All the gentle and pure life in summer is not worried. Everything is gentle and gentle in summer is just you? Dragon, how much simple beauty does you touch your philosopher in life? Missing.

    Have you ever walked on it? No, I must have felt the same smile when I saw it. The light music has a unique charm, seducing the charming body to drift slowly.

    It¡¯s like stepping into the ladder of the sky and slipping away in the soft rain, stretching your face to breathe and licking the water drop by drop happily.

    Sunshine, gentle breeze, happy ears whisper like sweet whispers of a lover, heart is the beating heart of nature, liberating and shouting light, like the purest angel, lively and lovely girl.

    Calling for the golden wings, I want to fly away. My shadow and I are swaying in the wind. We don¡¯t have to dance gracefully, it¡¯s not floating.

    I once saw an angel in my dream, you are my angel.

    If you have the courage to be gentle and have the courage to express your love to God, go and find your own romantic freedom.

    There is an ambush ahead, the demons are dancing wildly, I am on the journey, I have not cherished a love and I have forgotten what it means to cry. Now my natural feelings are like the poison of retribution. Every step is lonely. Why did I complain so loudly at this moment?

    Shangri-La, kissing all over the body, burning with desire, turning around, when the black desire is like fire and beats the white heart like still water, the voice of wanting, wanting begins!

    The Great White Shark is a big dinosaur, time is a shadowless killer, and I will never forget to relax and have a leisurely style every day. Nothing is so important, except for the countless spring scenery that is boundless and hard to control myself. I love it so much that I have bruises and my soul groans.  The sound of biting each other, the time swallowed up, loving to the point of nausea and cramps, oh love bible.

    This is a rare encounter, but it overturns all the seven emotions and six desires, strong, fragile, sunny, and hazy. This cool autumn scenery is like your face, beautiful.

    But I played the music beautifully.

    How could this little soft song that flew by suddenly become scarred? Accompanied by the gentle breeze, this temporary and confusing world is like a philosophical devil grabbing my head and making me become dementia.

    "You in this green reed can't get rid of the secular world. This wine is too little. Please have another bottle. Being indifferent to the world is a myth. Legends only exist in history. Dreamland Peach Blossom Land.

    ??I can see idealism and romantic thoughts in a certain student. In front of the vast material basin, it seems like the Jiuzhaigou Waterfall flying past my eyes.

    Confucius, don't be afraid, Mencius, don't dream, Lao Tzu, don't nag, Zhuangzi, don't pretend, how stiff the Yangtze River is, how frightened the Yellow River is, the Chinese wind is going to that peak, the economy is crazy, talking about the Dutch poem Bing Luo Sha, quite stupid metaphysical, quiet and indifferent,  Take a leisurely stroll by the Rhine River, sit under the shade of a tree and shout "Hey!"  Don't block the sunshine in the sky, stop making trouble, Husuo family.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.
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