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Fifth: The silent years are also running for survival. Those people are my passing readers. A hundred years later,

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    An old friend, Brother Gu, came to visit the company. He heard from Tianyue that I had become more silent and frowned more, and the leisurely me had disappeared.  Maybe, it should be, yes, sometimes I am obsessed with butterflies about myself. Butterflies can fly in an instant. Although they are fragile, they are also a kind of attitude towards life.  They seem to be unchanged, and the businessmen are pretty good. They are unchanged, and they are great even if they are unchanged. Maybe the foundation is solid at the beginning, the development is well planned from the beginning, and the general direction is correct.  The direction without direction is me. There is only love in my heart. Where can I not go? Where do I need to go?  It turns out that I am also a formless king, a chameleon, and an amoeba, but it is a pity.  Throughout the day, the construction of a thirty-plus-story building built in the alley next door was so noisy that it almost never stopped. After listening to it for several days, my brain would weaken.  He pouted with a look of helplessness.  Whose world are you escaping from? Are you being naive when you ask this? They cannot experience each other's feelings. This lonely soul is wandering and exhausted. They close the door of their hearts without hesitation. The desolate youth, youth and purity slowly sleep together.  Why are the returning guests happy under the setting sun across the way? The water flows slowly, the flowers bloom and fade. I only see the fallen leaves blowing in the wind on the ground. It is not me who smiles at the long spring and autumn, but the silent years.  The silent and moving years?  The poet is not here, but the depression is there.  Old Hu suddenly came to visit and asked me to take over the shift tomorrow morning. Only when I put on my glasses can I see clearly the prospects. He has been climbing mountains during this period, and climbing Baishan Mountain is not the largest and highest iceberg.  The mobile phone has stopped receiving calls and has been suspended from use, leaving me feeling quiet and sad.  The darkest is the dispute in the world, there is no use in agreeing with one's point of view, colorful, heresy and crown, you are the crown faction and I am the heresy, whose grace is there in the sky, the truth is the wandering gods, a little ant  Climbing onto my left hand, whether to kill or not to kill is in my heart. If I don¡¯t kill today, I will also be running for survival.  Have you ever thought about the sudden and majestic gesture of time, when there is a blue deterrent, it is time that is running wild. Of course, it is unconscious and ignorant, so its existence is ruthless and meaningless. It is completely useless to recognize this.  , time is not waiting for anyone, let your wisdom reach the sky and practice. Beauty is as subtle as the waves. The sitting wind is pure and clear, passing through the long-haired monster, with fragrance hitting my face. I wake up in the world of Zen Buddhism.  When I got up, I looked at myself like a demon, motionless as a mountain. I looked up at the sky until the stars. When I got up, I seemed to have forgotten the fragrance. Where is my cigarette?  A ray of salvation flew in, a silent color, Feng Yue Wu, it did not come to save the world, it flew to save the universe. The very beautiful dim light quietly turned over the Milky Way, and the consciousness followed from the other side. When it came to the front, it was destroyed and replaced.  The Great Wall is thousands of miles long, the airport is thousands of miles empty, the right flag is flying, with crazy words on the flag, the left flag is damaged and tattered, where is that?  The helmsman with destiny was sailing away quickly. With a little faith in faith, I asked the little girl what her name was?  The girl talks about love, the words on the left banner, there is a person upside down under the left banner, it seems familiar, it turns out to be me, I looked before I left, there was not just one person, there were some people, those people were my passing readers, in a hundred years  back.  My routine recently has remained the same: working during the day, working at night until about 23:00, catching up on a few books after returning home, etc. What has changed is that I go to bed at about 3:00 in the middle of the night and watch a show at 5:00, then wake up and watch a program until 6:30.  Go to bed at eight o'clock.  2016 is almost over again, a terrible time. I remember when I was seventeen, I was eager to write a love letter to Qingfen.  Now a few years have passed, more than twenty years, and I am still not as good as I am. The love letters I wrote when I was seventeen seem to be much better than now. I am ashamed. I have stopped falling. Otherwise, this will be the case. Go back to the starting point, the starting point.  The starting point after that, return to nature.
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