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ItĄŻs strange how cruel reality is in every era, what do you think?

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    I lay flat again, my symptoms of depression continued during the day, and I felt no life at all when I was working.  The reason is that the April dilemma has not been broken yet!  Ha ha!  It's pretty good, and the gloom lasts until late.  Irony is also a word.  I lay down again, too lazy to go to the computer, so I used my newly repaired mobile phone to post online.  The days are sultry and the nights cool down with some rain.  I saw that every book that was updated was ridiculed.  Fortunately, my readers don't vomit, and few of them will vomit. I am really a free person in writing!  Freedom comes first, too!  ItĄŻs better to say that money is actually the first priority. Otherwise, do I have to work for free?  I would have been dead long ago.  There is nothing wrong with putting money first. Making money is king. To live, you need as much money as possible. ItĄŻs not tacky, itĄŻs real. I have no money and despise myself. I donĄŻt care if I donĄŻt have money. I still want to smoke. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? IĄŻm going crazy if I have a girlfriend. If I have a girlfriend, IĄŻll kiss her first and then talk to her. If I seal my lips, IĄŻll stop smoking for a while.  Haha!  Ha ha!  "Then the rain stopped, the music stopped, it broke, what was the ending? Changed, changed the style, changed the mood. Why did he encounter such a big dilemma, la! la la! la la la! Special  The price to pay for the process of living in a complete realm is, la la la! la la la! He is a rainy day, I am a sunny day, pure and unconcerned with love, hate, and hatred.  Full of scars, deep love, beautiful life. I am a hermaphrodite, and he is a male and female soul. He falls in love with me, the emptiness of me, haha! The emptiness of his hand becomes more and more depressed, and the internal and external attacks are painful.  And the extreme of happiness. I looked at his trivial words with the eyes of a passer-by, and examined his ruined life. At this moment, a bright moon rose, a flying dragon, and a  The strange wine pot has three Chinese characters painted on it. With his white hair flying, his appearance has changed, full of sacred affection, and the freedom and ease that he has not seen for a long time. "I don't drink, I don't drink with others, I read about drinking.  Drinking alone, a handful of empty space, quickly becoming empty, if it is empty, there is no need to be empty, she said that I am a man who holds the empty space, no, no, no, the memory in my eyes is not empty, my sight travels through the void, I have become a skywalker  , there is an ancient goddess in the starry sky, she said goodbye to me, I forgot the time, I just remember to ask her name, she said her name is Yashen, why is she not the goddess of the starry sky, why is she not, the laughter between all this, clear  When I heard her, she said, "Who cares about you, a lonely god?" Her cold eyes hurt my heart.  At this moment, I think of the God of Liberty. History is always written by the winners, without exception. What they say is theirs. And what I am is the loneliness shining in the crowd. Loneliness is obviously dark, how can it shine?  In everyone's heart, have you ever been happily alone?  Nothing is permanent, only nothing is truly eternal.  Small world, big sky, I am used to thinking of you over and over again, but you donĄŻt know it, even if you know it, itĄŻs useless, just like we know that there are twenty-four hours in a day, and one day passes by, are you passionate?  Compromised?  Just like I know I want to eat when I'm hungry, just like I love you but you don't love me, in your scenic world, in the most corner of the world, there is my lonely name, waiting to be forgotten by you!  Forgetting is quick, hope is endless, reality is cruel, it is strange that reality is cruel in every era, what do you think?
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