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Volume 3: With a stroke of destiny, the king appears because I was once the king of music

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    How much sadness and sorrow passed through my eyes. The fat man turned up the music very loudly and roared about the injustice of the world. He and I, who were from the lower class, passed by each other. We were both passers-by.  I am like the eyes of death, as cold as if I have long since ceased to exist. I continue to ride my little red and fly by. My beauty is the color of loneliness, my helplessness is the color of pure white, and my love is  The color of withering, my departure is the color of detachment.  How many emotions poured into my heart, turning it into numbness and blankness.  The pressure in city life is money. The fog locks the emptiness of the empty city. Remember the falling flowers and flowing water in the city, and cherish the wantonness of the flowers all day long.  Now, with the addition of the poor man overlooking the golden mountain, a new war journey, the fallen god.  When the King of Love put pen to paper, he could not leave the sky and the earth, and became eclipsed.  The love of Mu Long, who ranks first on the list of love letters in the universe, is lonely and beautiful, the lonely shadow in the heart, the world of mortals that sinks in time and space, there is love in the mortal world, the love is there, shining in the heart, subtle but immortal, the immortal love dissipates  In the long years of Xiang Wan.  Mu Long explains love, the road of confusion, the resentful woman in the palace, the dead end, the record of foolishness in the world of mortals, the lady wearing makeup, entering the country alone, the ultimate realization of contradictions, the past and the future are fogs, clearing the fog and meeting the road of no return, looking back  There is no way out, everything is over, your passion and mine are called cool, spring animals that don¡¯t get angry easily.  You need my protection. I have forgotten what protection is. They are all transitioning, transitioning, transitioning in their own worlds.  King Zhe stood up, playing the flute of time. It doesn¡¯t look good. Don¡¯t try it. It¡¯s not cute. Even the sadness at night has nowhere to hide. If the flowers are shy on the moon, it¡¯s half of the sky that can¡¯t be captured!  See you in your dream.  Don¡¯t lose it easily when you are intoxicated, face the deep pit directly, but please don¡¯t come to loneliness, the seasons are written on summer clothes, the silent faces of spring are nestled, there is no taste of flowers, only the comfort of imagining beautiful life, never wither!  Mu Long is isolated from the world, which does not mean that you can be isolated if you want to. Sometimes you will be contaminated, even if there is only a short vacancy.  Mu Long stood up, and in the sound of the flute, time seemed to be dispersed in the two statues. The unknown world, Mu Long's eyes saw the author who was far away in time and space.  The author borrowed from the void, and the four parts of the Earth Scroll and Heavenly Horses traveled through the sky, penetrating the restrictions of the Milky Way, penetrating the Pantheon, penetrating the distant time, passing through the world and passers-by, penetrating my feelings, oh, my heart is broken!   When I went home late last night, I saw a fat man riding a motorcycle on the road. There was a music player at the foot of the motorcycle. When waiting for the red light, he played the music very loudly. It must have been a music player.  It's a popular song, it should be a recent song, it should be his heartfelt voice, he likes this song.  I didn¡¯t know what song it was. I listened to it carefully. It was indeed a pop song, a standard pop song, and a somewhat touching song. But I didn¡¯t sympathize with him. When I saw him, I sympathized with myself because I  He was once the king of music.  (To be continued)
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