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The taste of beauty in the sky

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    On rainy days, it became a safe haven for parking. I complained that no matter how fast I rode on a motorcycle, it would not be faster than the rain falling from the sky. And forget about my wet shoes. The owner of Wuhua Nongyue Hall said that the faster I rode, the more wet I would get.  The more I keep wondering every time I'm running in the rain is this possible?  How could it be?  Presumably, the hall master must have matured and gotten married. She was dancing with all the romance, and she must have also forgotten the little moon in Yuebao Village, the truly unparalleled moon in the world, unparalleled.  Chen Shengzuo's "One Night in Beijing" and "Beyond the Peony Pavilion" left a great impression on me. The catchy song "Leave Sadness to Yourself" has never really touched my heart, although it has been played many times.  At most, Pu Xiang sang "Keep the Sadness to Yourself", the arrangement was light, and the added ethnic songs highlighted his personal characteristics. It was broad, rough and straightforward. The individual singing was very good and touched my heart. Maybe because I am older, I am not interested in it.  The sense of sound is more susceptible.  ??Integrate Western free comments, criticism, methods, Eastern thinking, language, and survival.  A life.  Gradually get used to getting lost during the journey, and let the lost scenery become a personal map) Lost your way in life?  What to do?  Red dots were raining down bit by bit outside the window, and occasionally a waterfall would attack like a furious wave. The galaxy time train kept running like a steel magic dragon, without any fear. I looked at the starry sky goddess in front of me, her long hair.  Her hair was cut short, reaching her waist at its longest. I once fantasized about holding her hair and feeling like she was riding a horse in the sky.  "Before the evening breeze" I fantasize about the beauty of the silvery moonlight. Without rich life, I rely on fantasy to increase it. The goddess of the starry sky semi-closes the magnetic field of life. My thoughts return to Brother Luanbu's flying. I have no choice but to use Luanbu now.  The words that lead to my words are written by force, okay? Do you understand the homework?  In my life, I think I have nothing visible, and words are the easiest way to create my language and freedom, yes, freedom.  Do I understand freedom?  you know? ?? Luanbu said, look at his mortal affairs, human affairs, and heavenly affairs are my business. He passed by me, and I also passed by his words. Where is freedom?  He said that my words here are freedom. I said freedom with restrictions. He said that this is not freedom. Freedom to me means no world, no heaven and earth. My heart is freedom. I said walking in a hurry is smart. Walking in a hurry  Freedom is to be happy, and then add every process and period of happiness, maturity, and growth.  The heart that passes through the desert is freedom. There is no need to say more about the wisdom of the upper level. Paralysis of oneself is also freedom. I asked if I could stop talking about brother Luanbu. He wanted me to talk more about the interstellar empire. He said it was rare to meet outsiders.  Life beings from the galaxy, I say that the interstellar empire is mainly divided into two worlds, one is the star realm, and the other is the divine realm. I am from the divine realm, and I am also in charge of the origin of love and music.  You can ask me about love and music, and he says he doesn¡¯t want them!  I like sadness, Luan Bu is crazy, I like the bleak smell of autumn, stop and go in random steps, I like the feeling of saying goodbye when the autumn wind blows, what I like is not mine, Luan Bu smiles,  He said generously and generously. He likes to hide his sadness because of the sunshine. There is a kind of life, usually maternal, usually loving and rebellious. They all like the world of ice and snow. I remember that Ax likes the world of ice and snow very much. He is the God of War  .
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