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Volume 3: A blow of destiny, the king appears Chapter 11: Free and easy, the way of Dugu

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    In the mysterious Pantheon, in an extremely distant world, there is a wooden house, lying across the highest center of a curved rainbow. The wooden door opens with a creaking sound, and a man walks out. The man walks out of the rainbow in a free and easy manner, one after another.  Falling slowly from the sky, like an autumn leaf.

    The man walked up to two statues, one male and one female. The male statue's expression was full of arrogance, but his eyes were extremely gentle, while the female statue looked very lively and cute, pretty and happy.

    The man drifted backwards and sat on the empty mat. A flute flew out of the sky. The man entered the country as if he had forgotten the world. His fingers were gently clasped, his lips were slightly open, and a long sound floated out with the rhythm of the sound of nature.  .

    In another time and space in the Pantheon, a flute also appeared out of thin air, and an elegant woman played a unique sound like a dragon chanting water.  The elephant is invisible and the sound is loud. It is an extremely simple rhyme of natural music and flute, and a rich and mellow natural sound of sweet flute.

    Wen Shen chanted: "The fragrance is cold and the golden cat is rolled over by the red waves. When I get up, I comb my hair lazily. Ren Bao's dowry is covered with dust, and the sun is hooked on the curtain. I am afraid that it will be difficult to say goodbye. There are so many things I want to say but I have to stop.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It¡¯s not due to illness and wine, nor is it a sad autumn.  Xiuxiu, if you go back this time, you will have to go through Yangguan thousands of times, but it will be difficult to stay.  People who read Wuling are far away, and the smoke locks the Qin Tower.

    Only the running water in front of the building reminds me of my gaze all day long.  From now on, there is a new sorrow in the place where I stare.  "

    Mu Long explained: "The incense in the lion-shaped incense burner was too cold, and the turned red quilt was messy like waves. He stood up and didn't bother to comb his makeup. He just let the mirror box of the dressing room cover it, and let it go.  The morning sun shines through the top of the curtain hook.

    How much idle sorrow and secret hatred poured into my heart.  I wanted to confide in him, but I couldn't bear it for fear of being unable to control my venting.  I've been losing weight lately, not because of drunken dejection, nor because of the sadness of autumn.

    forget it!  Even if he sings the Yangguan song of farewell thousands of times, Ming Dynasty still can't make him stay, who has already made up his mind.  I thought that he would leave Wuling far away, leaving me alone to guard the empty building locked in clouds and mist.

    Remember that by the water in front of the building, you should love me and think about me all day long.  Nowadays, I have added a new feeling of sadness, looking at the returning people who miss me from afar.  "

    The literary god puts pen to paper.  The beauty of heaven and earth cannot be surpassed.  The surrounding scenery is all eclipsed. It is said that the love of Mu Long, who is ranked first in the love letter list in the universe, is a lonely and beautiful figure, a luxurious solitary figure looking out from the heart, in a bleak time and space.  Toward the sinking world of mortals.  There is love in the world of mortals.  Where love is, it shines in the heart, subtle but undying.  The immortal love is scattered in the late days of heaven and earth.

    Mu Long's cursive pen relieves the shackles of love and writes about a journey of confusion, like a resentful woman in the palace, bored in the wilderness, pretending to be obsessed with the mortal world, like a noble lady wearing makeup, lonely in the ancient country, achieving enlightenment amid contradictions.  The past and the future are like fog. When you clear the fog, you will find a point of no return. There is no way to look back. Everything is over. My passion and yours are called cool, spring animals that don¡¯t get angry easily.

    Mu Long is isolated from the world. It does not mean that you can be isolated if you want to. Sometimes you will be caught in the dust, even if there is only a short vacancy.

    Mu Long stood up, and in the sound of the flute of time, light dispersed on the two statues. In the unknown world, Mu Long's eyes had seen the distance in time and space, and he had seen the distant author Long Yin Yue.

    The author Long Yinyue sprinkles little by little into the void, and the volume of the earth, "Quartet of Heavenly Horses in the Sky", penetrates the music ban of the Milky Way, penetrates the Pantheon, and penetrates the distant time.  Mu Long threw his hands, and the Heavenly Scroll "Mu" appeared. The soft style contained the unparalleled dignity of looking down at all things in the universe!

    On the way here and on the way back, I thought about a very bad problem I often encountered when I was very young. Every time I didn¡¯t have enough fun to play, it was always like this. My playmates usually could only stay until around ten or twelve o¡¯clock. Tomorrow  It was time to go to class, and the latest one could only go to school until two o'clock. If it was too late, my family would read, and the only one who could only go to school until dawn was me. My heart was tired, and it was from loneliness, not physical fatigue.

    Therefore, it is rare for the author to formally write a book for the first time. Naturally, I want to write as much as I can and enjoy it. I can¡¯t care about the friends who used to accompany me to play, just like my current reading friends, because I understand that in the end, I will only go to the road of loneliness, unless  The odds that someone could control time, and that person also knew me and was my close friend, were too difficult, so I left, wrote, and was alone.

    Before leaving, I deleted all the words scattered around. I was afraid of losing them at first, so Jiaolong Cave 3 and 4, now it doesn¡¯t matter if they are lost.

    Don¡¯t test the appearance of the story. I can¡¯t see through it. I can¡¯t see through my own helpless feelings. Don¡¯t test the beginning and ending of the story. There is no such cute and fantastic imagination, only the continuation of melancholy at night with nowhere to hide.

    The moon is closed and the flowers are shy, unable to capture half of the world. Dreams are intoxicating. The profound self is trapped in life. Loneliness will never wither.

    There is a kind of longing that is as deep as the sea. Now I have forgotten it and cannot find it.?Who said that I miss you? You can¡¯t tell the person you miss me. The deepest longing has disappeared.

    Reason is getting stronger and stronger, feelings are getting weaker and weaker, time destroys everything, dilutes everything, when time reaches its peak, forget oneself and fly freely, be content with the situation, accept the situation, and welcome the cold snow floating in the north. I heard that  Her beauty is heartbreaking, and what¡¯s even more heartbreaking is that I no longer feel anything. The trembling and temptation are both loss and depravity, intertwined sadness and spreading loneliness.

    Moving at a distance of 39 degrees, the purple-orange light reveals the 0.1:1 inch wound on the chest, the rhythm of selling out emotions is 1/2, the sorrow is sore in 8, and the blue light of the bay is all over 4  There are grains of sand, and the starry sky that tells the story instantly relies on Baiye's loving eyes. The apple will not let go and will completely rot after 6 weeks. A misty rain sprinkles lightly in the clear sky. There is a semi-lit space in the distance, and there is haze nearby.  7 points of breath, all my lonely sighs, no trace of you at all.

    The fallen leaves that sweep across the ground are not words of people walking by in autumn. Humanity has nothing to do with it. Silence is just the afterglow of the setting sun. I just want to say loudly that the world doesn¡¯t need it anymore. I won¡¯t sing anymore. I don¡¯t love you anymore. I won¡¯t hurt you anymore. I won¡¯t be crazy anymore.  The world is collapsing, and there are emotions that no longer need to be clarified.  There is no smell of sadness, no days without fireworks, no mountains of stubbornness, no habit of insisting on two words, no regrets and no cure.

    ??????????????????¡­  How can you know the value of true beauty if you have never been extremely ugly?  Whether the world is happy or not, it really doesn't matter. What if the heart is unhappy?  How to be happy if not happy?  If you are happy, how can you not be happy?  Happiness or unhappiness are just feelings of state of mind.

    When illness is extremely painful, the sky will fall!  There is no reason for it. When happiness is full, the earth collapses and there is no joy. Tao, the natural Tao, is possessed by nature and is different from the nature of human beings.  The Tao is a Tao that protects, protects, and is warm and warm. The Tao is a Tao that has no contention, no pursuit, no hope, no desire, and nothing, so it is as peaceful as the air without joy or sorrow.

    The path of infinite, endless, infinite, helpless, unintentional, formless and non-existent, happiness is in the present moment, pursuing happiness, contentment and satisfaction in the world; the path of truth, goodness and beauty.  The Tao is to be carefree and free, to do as you please without breaking the rules, and to do whatever you want intentionally or unintentionally, depending on the current situation.  Tao, there is no Tao!  The way of ordinary people; it is impossible to describe!  It¡¯s the Tao!  Beyond the Tao!  Xiaoxiaoxiao is the way to be happy, carefree and unrestrained.  The basic Tao, the Tao of action ability to think, process, solve and communicate, strengthen the key Tao, deepen the Tao and artistically transform the Tao; sublimate the Tao's ability, seek the way to break through and innovate strategies, the stronger the Tao, the more efficient it will be.  Come on, a person with a Tao is popular, even if he is alone in the world and has a Tao.  Screen the ways of the world and the knowledge and truth of experts, incorporate them into your own world and become your personal path of knowledge, and always pursue the path of evolution and the path of more progress.  (To be continued)
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