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Volume Three: With a blow of destiny, the king appears. Chapter Thirty-seven: If a man does not break his dream, his dream will break itself. My heart is really broken, but I have to shed it.

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    Heaven and earth are the seats, and they play again!  The universe is a bow, gods and demons are arrows, draw the bow and shoot the arrow, and shoot through.

    The ordinary things I have become accustomed to, I have lost thousands of movies, my eyes are red all day long, and I have thrown all the movies I have never seen at my friendsĄ¯ houses and stopped watching them.  As for the books piled high on the bed, and you can't read them all in your life, why bother? This is hahaha, smile more when there is nothing to do, laugh in your heart, but don't get hurt internally, laughing at you affectionately and laughing at me is too stupid.

    DonĄ¯t attach meaning to everyone. ItĄ¯s not just the scenery that intersects. The two flying lines separating the iron rods are farther from each other. Come and breathe freely!

    It's easy to hide the feeling of sadness, but it's not easy to give up happiness, but what is it? Unexpectedly, forget the humor of the years, leaving a smile or a joke, a few silent dialogues, a ruthless confession, leaving a broken thread in your eyes  .

    After taking a brief look at the economic situation in Europe, I have a feeling of horror, a feeling of deserved retribution, a feeling that the tide has been turning in Hedong for ten years, and a feeling of a stalled era.

    It's very complicated and it's a big question. If we want to find out the real reasons, the predecessors planted trees, the descendants enjoyed the shade, the collective sinking and decline, the system and human nature are indeed very critical influences, especially the word "ideology" is difficult to be compared with technology.  Grow together.

    Friends who believe in Christianity are not living a very good life themselves but are still eager to help poor people. The Ni Bodhisattva cannot save herself when she crosses the river. I really donĄ¯t know whether to say that the power of GodĄ¯s faith is great, or that she is really compassionate, or that she cannot understand clearly.  In the real situation, ignorance cannot prepare for a rainy day. After thinking about it, if I help a friend, it is like helping an eternal bottomless pit. Religious sentiment is never something that people like me can have. I need to think again.

    So please forgive me!  I canĄ¯t read your heart even if I read the whole world.  Your wandering heart is a sadness that I cannot bear. Everyone tells me that laughter is the main axis of life. May I ask if there is a heart-changing club? I want to replace the heart of the universe. This stain is indelible.  I miss you deeply and want to change my unintentional heart.  When can your wandering heart see your tired face?

    The irony is that the sky has not changed and the earth has not changed, but love has changed!  I can only sweat!  What a shame, sigh!  A short sound.

    The song "The sky changes, the earth changes, the love remains unchanged" is very Chinese tenderness. It would be very fun if it could be scored with all ancient instruments.  Forever.  Spring dream without trace.  May all lovers in the world get married eventually.

    I just took a closer look at the "Shanda" website. In fact, it is very similar to the system or rules of early online games. It is understandable that companies must first make money to survive before they can survive effectively. Those who exist are the winners, and so on, the entire human race  The world is no different. Those with power and money can dominate almost everything and do more.

    Although I no longer listen to pop songs, in order to write a love letter about music, I had to go back and find some songs that still exist in the Internet world and use them. Many songs, photos, and texts are reused without taking it seriously.  Because the love letter I wrote must be received by only one person, and only the other person must know what I am talking about. If even the other person does not understand it, then no one can understand it, because even I do not understand it.

    In 1986, he released the album "Sad Singer", the first avant-garde pop song that transcended contemporary times. The following year, he became the originator of the Chinese rap "Report to the Class Leader". The following year, he released "What I Think" full of relaxed and slang-free Latin reggaeton, which was a stunning fusion of Chinese and Western styles.  Fun and meaningful.  This album the following year was the peak. From then on, it was either the same or regressed. This shows that music creation has its limits.

    The breeze blows through your long hair.  There is a fragrance flowing in the air. I suck it hard and wish it could last forever!  I have two ways; one is to get closer, the other is to stare more closely, make a decision in an instant, and be as still as a mountain at the moment.

    If you only have three seconds left to live, just stare at you for three seconds. Three seconds is enough. ThatĄ¯s enough.  What else can I ask for? When I reach this level, some of the meanings of words in life no longer exist. Of course, regret, disappointment, frustration, and sadness do not really exist at all, but they are just present indifferently.

    From non-mainstream music to winning awards and gradually becoming mainstream, how big has the change been in the past ten years? In fact, it is completely wrong. There has been no change at all. It is just because China has opened up that I think it has changed a lot. For example, if North Korea opens up soon, wow, what will happen?  The world has become so big, you know what I mean (you only think the world is so fast if you are too far behind), and the sadness in my heart is that you are an entity that is always so far away.

    In running, forgetting.  In the cry, roar!  In helplessness, I fell.  In loneliness, stalling.  Soaring to the sky, not for excitement, shaking the sky, not for passion, crossing the sky, not for lust, reaching the sky, not for desire.

    Adizai: Falling in love with you is like drinking a cup of gasoline, like Marilyn Manson tearing me apart. I want to paint it beautifully with poetry, but before that I need a symbol. The beauty in fantasy can be  Not invaded.

    IĄ¯ll tell you what!  Nothing has changed. Don't think that the world will be different because of it. The world is not different. The countryside has just changed into a city. My heart has not changed, and your heart has not changed.  If it has changed, it has become more gentle and wise, I say!  Giving you my heart beauty and bravery.

    Adizai, ???Jingying: Beauty is imperfect but coveting the illusion of true love and being stubborn forever.

    Let's live another life. It doesn't matter if we are all enemies in our eyes and fighting against the tacky world. Just turn around and leave this time. Change my body to breathe freely and play a free game with you. Dejection and depravity are separated from each other's hearts. The sun shines brightly on the cold snowy sky.  On this day, the songs of the past disappear in a different tone. Legend has it that the tearful angel is waiting for happiness in the lifeless time.

    ThatĄ¯s what it means. Regardless of whether itĄ¯s wrong or not, itĄ¯s better than not understanding it at all. I donĄ¯t have any special meaning, no special emotions, and no patience to explain. IĄ¯ve just spent half a lifetime, a lifetime, two lifetimes, no two lifetimes. DonĄ¯t  I thought I was stupid, having been covered with half a quilt for most of my life, the far away place, the far away dream, the far away you, the you who can't hear me, it's not you who is sad, it's you or me, far away, far away.

    ItĄ¯s not that IĄ¯m really here, IĄ¯m just free and happy here, as if IĄ¯ve been living by the lake for more than ten years. From my youth to now, my secretary asked me to attend the year-end guild meeting, and I said please say IĄ¯m transparent.

    It is very simple to understand future housing prices. If you think China will get better and better in the future (long term), then housing prices will be unbeatable. Have you seen animals? Land is king. Yes, only the king can have the best land. To crack the housing price  There is no chance anymore. ItĄ¯s like tasting the air of freedom. You canĄ¯t live in North Korea, and you canĄ¯t let the country stipulate how much each household should sell. Who will live in the house with a view of the sea? You? Him? Let me do it!  Ha ha!

    Open-minded feelings come from a sincere heart, how are you? I am Xiaoyao Wang Luo Xiaoyun.

    auraŠ¤soma102 [Whisper from the Heart] The greatest blessings come from the most profound life experiences, and the richest love comes from behind the most incredible fears.

    Nearly, not floating, far and incompetent, but you can say that the ears of the charm are for the top grade; if you look at themselves, you are neighboring and knowing interest.

    What do you miss? I miss the wonderful mood when traveling. I miss the sea. I miss the days when I never have to worry. I miss the heroic spirit of being ambitious. I miss you.

    When I took a tricycle touring the ancient alleys in Beijing, the driver deliberately asked me and my friends to take photos in front of a certain gate, which resembled an ancient "right-to-door" house. Because I am lazy by nature, I didn't pay attention to my explanations that were too simple, and my friends were not interested.  I asked a lot of questions enthusiastically. Afterwards, my friend gave me a tip according to custom. I felt that the coachman came to Beijing to work very hard, so I gave ten times the tip to my friend. When the coachman took it in his hand, he was delighted and left quickly.

    Last night at midnight, I wanted to watch the schedule of a travel program, so I turned to Yi Nengjing's sales program selling skin care products. I watched and thought about it. There are many things I can comment on. She is empty, fake and self-righteous. She is no longer innocent or has returned to her true nature. She is vain and carefree. She is ignorant.  The more I watch this woman, the more disgusted I become. However, it is because I was influenced by Yu Chengqing in music that influenced my disgust!  In fact, they are two completely unrelated things, living for someone else, not for yourself, for someone else.

    I should hate these two pop songs. When we were nineteen years old - Ma Zhaojun, there is a certain memory in my mind, and I am still talking about how long it took to be nineteen. Later, I was nineteen years old, and the only thing worth remembering in my mind was  WhatĄ¯s more, my king (Xiaoyao Wang)Ą¯s first earth-shaking and unique love letter to the universe in Chinese history has been published, sweat!  The author is me, you can only look at me as arrogant and arrogant in the world!  Otherwise, bite me!  Conceal the sorrow.

    A certain guy said: If a personĄ¯s dream is not broken, the dream will be broken by itself, and the dream will always break people. My heart is really falling, falling into the turbid dust, only hurting my tears, I donĄ¯t ask for the corpse, but I can get rid of the cicada.

    It's interesting to read about yourself, isn't it? When my head stops in the sky and looks at everything that has passed in the blink of an eye, how many people envy a freedom, but I make fun of my own rebellion, give up my advantages to experience a helpless feeling, and condense  Listening to a simple and warm pop song, my thoughts drift away, but I am drifting to various places, such as Chongqing, Beijing, London, Hangzhou, Shanghai, Kuala Lumpur, Hanoi, Osaka, yes, and every one of you, thoughts, and existence.

    Sometimes I want to take a closer look. Time plays tricks on nature and people, but I step forward and find that this world has nothing to do with me. Who am I? I am a bystander to the world, out of place.  (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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