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So I heard Chapter 31: Do you pursue the realm?

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    Time flies so fast, I just went out in the morning, and now it¡¯s evening.  The pressure is huge and it really tests one's character.  If you hold a gun in your hand, like fighting in the mountains in a dream, it is also the pressure of fighting hard. I forget that pressure is powerful. I am still learning to this day.  How to be in it, forget that you are in it.  It's like forgetting that you are writing, forgetting that you are coding, forgetting all the movements, and rely on the most natural nature.  Maybe when I was very young, I determined to become the most accomplished person in the world. My dream is very heroic, right?  Ha ha!  How to become the highest-level being is what I am pursuing all the time.  There should be very few people who have such a pursuit?  Is it right?  Those who know me are familiar with me. As everyone knows, I like Chinese characters. I personally think that the writing style attracts me. The Chinese characters of Chicken Soup for the Soul are less attractive to me.  I don¡¯t like novels defined by the human world either. The ¡°novels¡± I like are just what I like, but I like to call them ¡°books¡±. Of course there are novels in the books I like.  My book is not important at all. In my mind, I just appropriately write down my words or favorite words into my book.  You are smart, right?  It's easier to talk to smart people.  Those who are smart can see that I have to write. I obviously just want to read and not write now, but what can help me is that Quanqin is paid, so I have to write according to Quanqin¡¯s word count.  The same is true in life, isn't it?  If you can do your best, do it; if you can't, just change or adapt.  ??Saturday, April 16, 2016, weekend, sunny day.  During the day, there are many tourists on the road, which makes me envious.  There's no point in being envious, just be yourself.  Ha ha!  I can¡¯t stand it without eating for a whole day, and I can¡¯t stand it without coffee or cigarettes, ugh!  It was difficult to change my weak willpower for a while, so I had to ask my friends for help.  Maybe I was destined to meet a good friend when I was most penniless!  I will always remember my little friend in Beijing and hope that my little friend will have a happy life.  This sentence is so well-deserved: "Those who understand you don't need to say much, they will understand naturally. Those who don't understand you will understand no matter how much they say." I took the time to read Shi San's book, but I didn't even finish it in a quick glance.  There is no way, there is only one me, how to do different things at the same time, it seems to be elegant and slow to see.  Speak slowly, write slowly, work slowly, watch movies slowly, and listen to music slowly.  Slowly read through all the books and slowly chat with you. If I can do this, I think it will be my greatest personal happiness.  If there is another trustworthy person, laugh out loud!  That is my most personally satisfying life.  Of course, if there are readers no matter what I write, it will be so satisfying and happy.   The words of the person I once liked in my impression: Li Manting wrote: "The silver boat is swaying and bending in the fluffy sky, and your thoughts are lazily resting on my faint heart. You said  How can a person not be lonely when the love is deep? My luggage is lonely and scattered, which makes me feel melancholy. Being exiled to the border seems to be entering the fifth season, and the harmony is disturbed day and night.  The general willfulness ebbs and flows, there is no spring in the dictionary, leaving people is squandering tears, avoiding the parting that is still in front of you, you dare not think about tomorrow, I refuse to say goodbye. Once someone says goodbye, a star in the sky will burn out again.  Lou Nanwei also said: "I have loved and lost, and I have tasted the sweetness and bitterness of love. To get rid of the tricks of fate, I know what I want. There is an unspeakable touch, blended with all the emotions, why bother anymore  Thinking about what this world would be like without you. I looked at the mountains in the distance, but I missed the turning point. Suddenly I looked back and realized that you were waiting for me, but I was looking for the end of the sea, but I ignored it.  The river. When I swim against the current, you are by my side. I know, I am so rich, because love fills every hole in my life. Right, now.  At this moment, I want to hold you in my arms, give you extra tenderness, and sing a special love song for you. Please listen to me. Whatever binds me, it doesn¡¯t matter anymore, baby!  The world is centered on you, you are happy and you are sad. Right, here, right, now, let us raise our heads together to welcome love and let the sun fall, proving that this is not a dream. Right, now, close your eyes.  Feel it with your heart, there is a voice that says love has never left. "Little friend Han: "A curtain of spring rain brings the cold apricot flowers, and the fresh water of the spring river prompts the return, and the wine in front of the farewell flowers is filled with silver.  The bottle is not drunk, but pity and tears are in my heart. Who knows how difficult it will be to say goodbye, the eyes are broken and the blue sky is vague. The love is like the water under the blue bridge. When will the dripping copper dragon dry up? The night is deep.  The slanting moon makes the sky clear. The garden is full of fragrant grass. The flowers are blooming every night in front of the garden. A pair of butterflies fly into the dream of Wushan.  . Reminiscing about the long time, the peonies are invincible. The soft silk folds of the willows in the long pavilion, the willows are green and green, and the green eyebrows are blooming all day long.??The sorrow of separation.  The cuckoo cries in the moonlight from the branches, mostly due to the sorrow of separation.  The clouds are wiping away tears, and the apricot blossoms are cold under a curtain of spring rain.  When will we meet again as a couple, playing the sheng and colorful luan under the moon.  The dancing shadows linger on the fragrant curtains, and the sound of flutes and drums can be heard in the small building at night.  The plum blossoms are returning before they fall, and the spring breeze gathers my heart with joy.  The green bird is empty and thoughtful, and who writes beautiful poems on the leaves.  Regardless of whether the plum blossoms have bloomed across the small fence or the red cage shines on the snow, I send this poem.  A few lanterns were thrown across the fence, and the new words were shining brightly on the door.  ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????]  ¡± ¡°One hundred secrets and one sparse.  An old man tortured by love and hate, a young man with a bright future, their confrontation may be a mistake.  Because, many mistakes and faults are actually just untimely excellence.  People like the old man have been very serious or paranoid since childhood.  In this world where only the paranoid can survive, it is only natural that he succeeds. He has many luxuries, including mansions, well-made equipment, and a beautiful wife.  However, he seemed to only love that lifeless and exquisite industrial product, looking at the ball rotating on the slide rail. In fact, as long as there was a slight error, the ball would fall, but the old man wanted to take this risk, and he had enough  Confidence, because the trajectory of the ball is designed to be smooth and seamless.  He also played this kind of game in his life, so we have this whole story.  Perhaps, his character has never changed, but he is no longer a rebellious teenager who likes confrontation, but he has become a calculating old man who likes games.  In the confrontation with his uncle when he was a child, he thought he was the winner, and he always was the winner, just look at the wealth he had, until this last time, he went too far.  The old man placed the ball on a complicated trajectory again and again, just as he placed himself in intricate events again and again, experiencing, or reliving, the intense and exciting feeling with confidence.  .  He must have experienced this feeling a lot when he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't be so happy with it.  In the end, the old man was defeated by the young man with his own theory.  Their relationship started because the old man chose the young man as his opponent, and then trained him in a torture-like way. His childhood experience must have been unpleasant, so he passed on this unpleasantness.  No one is safe, he smiles at you, gently; he winks at you, with mockery, and a chill rises in your heart, one after another.  You know it was him who did it, and he confessed, but you can't do anything about him because you lack the evidence to bring him to justice, because he is smarter than you, and his setup is seamless and flawless.  But his failure was not due to planning, but due to his unbridled trampling of morality.  Betrayal is never the end, just the beginning, and death is an exquisite destiny.  Murder is just the tip of the blade, and conscience and evil are the real struggles behind it.  " I admire you for being able to read this. If I had no time to read it or didn't want to read it, I would read it quickly, but my heart would fly away, like an eagle. Being alone is happy, and having company is also great. Happy weekend,  Thank you, Long Yinyue!
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