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Volume 3: A blow of destiny, the king appears Chapter 3: Musical Philosopher

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    Ye Li ran back to Kuang Yue's time in ancient China, thinking: Hehe!  Except for basketball, according to memory, this sport will be pushed to the period of military service and end after retirement.  But which section is it?  To make him transcend the limitations of the human race?  Obviously not a basketball sport, oh!  By the way, this period was also the period of enlightenment when he listened to music avidly, and the early stage of reading about the world and people.

    "Being helpless and accustomed to the silence of the night, accustomed to the sentimental taste of the night, the empty passing time and passing years are like a melancholy atmosphere lingering in the middle of the night, a bloody and inexplicable animal, bit by bit in my heart  It¡¯s starting to spread.¡±

    Found it, I also like singing and listening to music, and Kuang Yue appeared before Music Emperor Tian Jiao Long. Without Kuang Yue, there would be no Music Emperor. This is his origin. The origin of Music Emperor Tian Jiao Long comes from Kuang Yue, and Kuang Yue  The origin of the moon comes from the blue moon at this time. The blue moon did not break through the sky. It was Kuang Yue who jumped into the sky. It was also Kuang Yue who came out with independent personality and consciousness, the first one.  hehe!  I'm great!  So smart, I understand the ins and outs, and he is worthy of being the number one reader of Pegasus.

    "Ye Li uses her powerful consciousness to follow the silent world of pictures. The images of the crazy moon scenery all happened in the past. She is trying to return to the true meaning of the original crazy moon.  ¡·

    "In this city full of desire, who hides in the darkness and watches coldly. Silently. You will not remember me, and you will not remember how I love you even if you are here. Time flows in the tail of youth, and music flows in loneliness.  In the middle, close your eyes and listen, temporarily withdraw from yourself, and the heart is a hunter of loneliness. Loneliness is absolute, and the deepest love cannot change people's ultimate loneliness. But at the same time, it is never despair!

    The seemingly careless chanting is lazy, thoughtful, and full of memories of philosophers or kings. I can't wait for reincarnation, so I make some dark memories and put out the lights, while longing for love bursts through the space. Maybe you just heard something.  song.  I will suddenly and inexplicably think of a person or a scene in a trance, just like in a nightmare, and the pain in my heart is like tiny tentacles dancing continuously in the deep dark seabed!  And I shatter the night sky.

    Seeing that the whole loneliness has nothing to do with me, but not entirely an outsider, occasionally participating, playing an insignificant role in the lives of other people, I feel sad and happy at times as this voice is about to swallow me up in the night.  Decided to bury myself in deep loneliness, just like some people will always go away, some feelings will always be forgotten, we meet each other, we part, friendship and emotion are the same.

    Get used to it.  I am used to recalling, longing, and waiting, but I have never been used to not seeing you. Your oar of life cuts through my snow-like skin of existence.  Awakening the ghosts in the deep sea of ??the universe, I compose music from the sky.  I have been immersed in the bottom of this empty world for thousands of years. The nature is peaceful, my heart is quiet, and my surroundings are quiet.

    Lost in the darkness, a signal, just silence one after another, how much pain will the human race endure while alive?  How long will these pains stay with us?  Music is not the best medicine, but you can feel the power of hope from it!

    "Wander with me, the pace of life is slow, love and hate come to this world.  Enjoy tea, have a meal, watch the sunset at a roadside coffee shop, and watch the tea gardens on the mountain.  Take away a can of tea and take a walk in the cat's sky, which is a kind of enjoyment.  (Maokong©¤É½Ãû, Taipei)

    The sun is gone, but the sunshine is still standing, and the sadness in my heart has never gone away. I know that life has begun to go farther and farther, and I will eventually leave one day.

    That day, while watching the egrets migrating south to Longluan Lake, I saw thousands of birds flying together, sometimes blocking out the sky and sometimes like flying snowflakes. It was a magnificent and wonderful natural wonder; a soul with fire in its eyes,  Wandering on the path full of gallows is like the lost sound of passing life; only those who deeply understand the true meaning of life can understand that human nature is extremely cold, but they are numb before they realize it.

    The love for "desire" seems to have never stopped, continuing the consistent style of the human race, heading towards the Tropic of Cancer, with spacious carriages, delicious lunch boxes, and a deep impression. The dream of traveling around the island starts from here.

    That piece of music is very beautiful, with a four-line melody and string music, as pure and mysterious as the desert.  Finally, the lights and shadows on the rainy night, perhaps this kind of weather, once again moisturized the dry mood, and an untouchable sadness flowed on the pale surface of time and space.

    This deep sea water ranges from blue to dark blue, so quiet that it makes people feel at ease. When the fog disappears, and I wake up from my dream, I finally see the reality. It is the silence of thousands of sails passing by. Who once wandered in my story, and where are they now?  , time has taken away the appearance of youth, and the future has been replaced by a face of vicissitudes.

    A long life is an oasis in the desert beneath your feet.  Destiny ended the silence, the night sky exploded with colors, tacit understanding raised their heads together, the sky was blooming with countless fireworks, short-lived and beautiful fireworks, there was no time to think about it. If love is a fireworks, fleeting fireworks, also go  Pursue?

    AloneThe four seasons of life come so quickly, and they are such a strong interpretation of a kind of sentiment called nostalgia. The music of this nation has an innate sadness, a touch of wind, a touch of sadness. This is where the Feng people live.  As the sun sets, those who walk hand in hand wander alone.  The shadows of the trees are whirling, the moonlight is desolate, and the street where the wind lives is called Forgotten.

    I can't keep the passing time, so I let these notes stay in my heart. Even if the loneliness of the cold world freezes all the warmth in life, I still have to smile bravely, not for it, just for those who meet or  The cherishment and reluctance of parting!

    Tell yourself that although you are in a low position and cannot see the flowers blooming beautifully, you will not miss the romance of the petals flying melodiously in the wind when they fall. I think I will go to the Peach Blossom Land to enjoy myself, a place where no one knows me or where no one has been.  The place.

    The splendid royal style touches the soul and has affectionate dialogues. It is also very philosophical and vigorous. It is full of admiration. The emotions are waiting for a long time. It is like escaping over mountains and ridges. It is full and delicate. When I look back, I am still so moved. I am immersed in the long wait and return.  , such loyal love, impressed and endless aftertaste.

    In the future, she seems to come back and hear my listening. She sits alone and quietly. To you and me, she is just a person passing by inadvertently on the road of life.  Naturally showing delicate emotions.

    I forgot when it started, and inadvertently the music ended quietly before the intoxication faded away. It was so full of expectation but reluctant to let go. The air of the summer night was chaotic and beautiful, the moon flew left and right among the floating clouds. Standing on the window sill, gently  Silently recite the extremely solemn and humble longing for life, and then return to the light to quietly wait for the truth that people should live their lives.

    There are too many people who are not serious, which highlights that for those who are serious, it is their own choice how to live their lives. They can be serious, or they can choose not to be serious. Often, after understanding, there are still many people who are willing to live a simple life.  Maybe not serious, but it's very simple, isn't this life?

    Your back finally disappeared into the crowd, the sun was falling endlessly, your heart made of wax was melting rapidly, and your naked body turned into ashes.

    Leaning lazily on the sofa, quietly sipping coffee, secretly thinking about dead leaves, reflecting on the passing of most of the time in life, always swinging back and forth between emptiness, the soul-stirring sadness and the difficult and profound emotions intertwined to create a gorgeous  , which makes people's hearts tremble with excitement, soaring straight into the sky.

    The storm that cannot be avoided, the ones that get wet will be deleted first.  Only when I leave you can I find myself, those smiling eyes, and your love again, I will definitely let myself make the decision.  When I see you again, I must make myself very determined.

    At the beginning of the night, the unbearable and messy scene was like picking up the fragments on the ground. No matter how hard I put them together, I couldn't put them together, so I hid under the black mirror, looked at the pale face, and missed the blue glass cup that was still reincarnating. The fascinating blood was about to melt in my mouth.  Liang Ren's ice rushes helplessly, revealing his sadness!

    In the crystal tears, he swayed slightly. At the beginning of all things, the agreement was made with the world. Even if you were alone, the past was giving birth to shining light, as if the first time was beautiful.  The creek, the blue sky, and the scent of flowers are always there.  "(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)
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