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This is what I heard Chapter 21: The place where we meet in an instant

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    I saw a reader say: "Long Yinyue's thinking is very similar to that of ancient Chinese intellectuals. His words always come from a random state of mind. He hurts and hurts, and he is a knight and a knight. He never really asks what is right and wrong in the world.  , he never gave her a passionate kiss in real life, he just wanted to use his gentle hands to tell how much he missed his favorite woman. His heart was actually as simple as a child, and the eyes he looked at his lover were very deep and affectionate.  As if he wants to eat each other, his smile actually hides a hint of melancholy, sadness, and vicissitudes of life. In fact, I have been his loyal reader for a long time. I like the romance in his words like a beautiful jasmine flower. There is a silent and quiet feeling in his heart.  The raging ancient Yellow River is mysterious like the rising sun in the East, and there is a flying dragon in the bleak dream. ¦æDian Dian Novel, x." This should be from the song "The way you are in love is very Chinese",  As expected of my readers, they have all read it. Of course, they have read more than me, because I can¡¯t remember a lot of it, and I have remembered a lot of it.  Indeed, I was very sulky. Why did I delete so many of my words? Even if I repeat them, they are still mine. Even if I forget, they are still mine.  I remember a writer friend said that he couldn¡¯t read my words. As he read them, he would unconsciously follow this tone.  He has recently written a new book, but I have no spare time to support him. There is a vast sea of ??books and a vast sea of ??people, so I feel at ease.  The little readers said that I am so stupid. Since I need to be perfect attendance, I wrote an extra day of perfect attendance yesterday, so I should have posted it today.  I didn't answer the little readers.  Firstly, I am not used to saving manuscripts and posting them as soon as I write them; secondly, yesterday there were three chapters that were just over the 1,000-word charge, but I changed them to less than 1,000-words for free. My idea is very simple, and some of the content is just me.  I just read it for free, as most of the things I wrote in the past two years are free of charge.  Just go along with it.  Follow your heart and do whatever you can.  Tuesday, April 12, 2016.  The weather is cloudy and occasionally rainy.  The rain last night was heavy and lasted for a long time, and it didn't let up until dawn.  I fell asleep at about two o'clock in the evening and woke up at five o'clock. When I woke up, I still felt tired. I looked at his book that was not updated at midnight.  Just keep sleeping.  I had a spring dream, in which I was bathing with a female friend who was still charming  I woke up at seven in the morning, and the little guy was still standing upright, looking like a tough guy. Of course, only I could tell him to lie down obediently.  I continued to sleep and set the alarm clock at 8:30 before going to bed. Later, I woke up at 9 o'clock. It turned out that the action of setting the alarm clock was completed in my dream.  Shame!  I was on duty at the second store early in the morning, and the weather was getting warmer.  Yifan came to borrow a motorcycle to run errands in East Lake.  Hong Yi came to chat and talked about his work yesterday until the evening. He would have to go for a re-examination in the afternoon.  I saw that people who follow me on the website have forwarded my broadcast text on my personal center in 2012. It was a residual article written online in 2001. What was your kindergarten at this time in 2001?  Elementary school?  secondary?  high school?  Time flies so fast, and I have been writing for more than twenty years in a blink of an eye.  Alas, I don¡¯t know how to make progress!  It¡¯s almost two o¡¯clock in the afternoon.  Time flies really fast. I haven¡¯t even written a few words yet. You can tell that I¡¯m having a hard time writing?  The construction work outside the door is still going on. It has been a year. When will it be completed?  When can we stop making noise?  Test one's tolerance for noise.  His eyes were dull.  ¡°For more than twenty years of writing, no matter how inspired I may be, it will be long gone.  Just like having a crush on someone for more than twenty years, you may have forgotten the feeling of being in love during this period. As for the heartbeat?  Is the heartbeat still loud after more than twenty years?  Will it be louder?  Especially in this era.  It is a product of the times. It is hard to see how the world will live and work in peace and contentment in the future, with the banner of economic capital flying high.  Many people will sacrifice under this banner, and it will become more and more difficult and difficult to wait and see.  Because this is theoretically the case, and it has clearly happened now.  She said it was unstoppable, and I always remember it.  The first thing that cannot be stopped is time, and the second thing is the current situation, the trend, the trend of the times!  Wherever the tide goes!  dragon!  You are unstoppable, the mainstay, and the one who can turn the tide even before it falls.  Now that we know we have lost, what are we holding on to?  She left because I didn't listen to her dissuasion. Her name was Lan, and her catchphrase was: "What happens next?" I wrote a poem for her called "Blue on the Pacific," which should be included in Tianma. What next?  We never contacted each other again. I heard that she was teaching at Peking University and living in Beijing. I remember the last time she took the initiative to contact me, she told me that occasionally, when she walked to the window sill and looked at the sky, she unexpectedly saw a starry sky and the world.  It was so beautiful, right in her heart.  Her voice is mature and has the style of a master. Among the girls I know so far, she is still the most bookish.  Some people are destined to be just passers-by to each other, and some people are not even passers-by. Many of those who vowed so steadfastly seem ridiculous now. It¡¯s okay for us to know and don¡¯t laugh. After all, it¡¯s always easier to talk.  With the code here, a person from the construction company came to ask and understand the housing prices in this area and the status of some buyers and sellers.  He asked a lot of questions, and I answered them one by one. Since he wanted to talk again, I had to code., he signaled that that was all.  well!  In addition, because during the conversation, I couldn't learn anything from him at all. I knew everything he knew, and he didn't know what I knew. It was like I was teaching him, and there was no point in teaching him, and I should teach him the right thing.  Having said everything, I naturally had to drive him away. In my mind, it was more important and happier to write my words.  At 3:20 in the afternoon, the weather turned cloudy, and my mood was disturbed. I interrupted and changed the scene.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Heavy rain fell around Qi Nu, and Wang Feng got wet. Wang Feng licked the rainwater. If it was human rain, it would be best not to lick it, as it would be dusty and sour.  Wang Feng's idea is very simple. The world between two people is the most stable. You have me in the mud, and I have you in the mud, so he is too lazy to mention other than the third party, and there are usually two.  The strange woman knew that Wang Feng was both proud and humble.  Arrogant because he is not afraid of thoughts, humble because he understands everything.  That is the origin of the essence, pointing directly to the center point of the avenue, and she has seen it, so she understands Wang Feng, just as Wang Feng understands her. The difference lies in whose state of mind is superior.  The strange woman thought it was Wang Feng, and that was Wang Feng.  Wang Feng smiled calmly and said it wasn't him, he was not in his final form yet.  She understood what he meant, but she believed that Wang Feng was in his best form at this moment. Even if someone was better than him, it would not affect Wang Feng's number one position in her heart.  The place where they met was called a moment, and the place between them was where the strange woman stood. Outside the moment, Wang Feng listened to the whistling of the wind, and the face of the woman in front of him began to change in an instant, and finally fell into a place that he, Wang Feng, could not remember.  face.  He forgets himself, he has no self.  In an instant, in the space and time, the sun and the moon appeared at the same time, and many fragments appeared in the intersection of the sun and the moon, including the god-man who split the heaven and earth with his bare hands, the crawling wild warrior, and the affectionate and beautiful strange woman.  , there are the delicate and beautiful girls, the high-spirited Pegasus characters, the rural scenery of green rivers and waterfalls, the blue and clear sea, the endless deep beauty and the magnificent starry sky
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