Dangerous peaks and cliffs, peaks and peaks. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang was restless, his eyes were scattered, he walked on the hillside, missing his lover and recalling his first love, and his mind was full of their voices and smiles.

Thinking of the female bandit who robbed the sex, he was heartbroken and smiled bitterly, he was in debt, and it was too late to dodge, and he didn't dare to get involved in attracting bees and butterflies.

A woman's suggestion that a man thinks differently is simply a rod that overturns a boatload of people, which is too general and cannot be generalized.

He didn't think about three wives and four concubines, a delicate wife made her heart haunted, sorrowful, and another torment, and her life could not be guaranteed!

Thinking of the influence of his teacher, the theoretical knowledge is novel, and he has not digested it for more than ten years, and the first awakening of the big dream is like seeing flowers in the fog, ethereal and disorderly.

The treasure is left behind, the national enemy and the family hate the snow, like a mountain peak pressing on the top of the head, the body and mind are haggard, and they are overwhelmed.

The lingering love is a harbor, a place of serene self-indulgence, and he is obsessed with the wonderful pleasure, the only real feeling.

Yang Guan is different, the theories instilled are not integrated, all the way is due to influence, there are few heartfelt actions, and he is very immature in life.

At this moment, he was very tired, his mind was restless, his mind was full of mission, and the difficulties faced by the advance team, and he longed for a peaceful harbor.

Even if it's a moment of rest, a hug, another look at the charming shadow, and a tactful call, where are you?

The blood is boiling, the thinking is overturning, it is crowded, the country and the family are hated, the confused future, the eyes and smiles of the beautiful woman......

As the old saying goes, the prime minister can hold a boat in his belly, but he has not heard of the words of paddle in his heart.

The body and mind are overflowing, there is no spare space, it is a big crime in the ancient dynasty to recruit relatives before the battle, and he doesn't have that kind of mind in reality, and he can't tolerate it.

"When I wake up from a big dream, I am chaotic, how can I be healthy?" Yang Guan muttered to himself, confused.

The cold wind blew by, swept away the dust, blew away the dry grass and branches, and danced in the air.

If you come to it, you will be safe, the wind has given him a hint of inspiration, and he is tired of thinking about it too much, so he should go with the flow and go to the world as he wants.

As the so-called heart is courageous, it instantly arouses a sense of self-confidence, the whole body is happy, the steps are brisk and unstable, and the clouds and water climb up.

Several members of the advance team were in hot pursuit, depressed, and did not understand the instructor's thoughts, so they did not say a word, and walked to remote and steep places, as if walking on flat ground, making them miserable.

Soon, the team members lost their way and looked for Panjiazhai in desperation.

Temporarily freed from the burden, Yang Guan was physically and mentally happy, did not distinguish between east and west, north and south, walked quickly, entertained himself like a person chasing the wind, immersed in it, and forgot everything.

Climb mountains and mountains, cross streams and rivers, like a wisp of wind rippling between thousands of mountains and ravines, and swim in nature.

A wild horse, galloping between heaven and earth, uninhibited in order to find a trace of freedom.

This is a deformation, immature and mature, no longer rigid, and grasping a trace of self in the dark.

The contented person is always happy, he is not in a hurry at all, he has been cultivated in nature since he was a child, knows how to adjust, and he has been too persistent since he woke up, and he must peel off the cocoon and take his time.

Losing oneself is the most terrible thing, like a puppet at the mercy of others.

Wang Hongjie is a good teacher and helpful friend, and the troubles caused by his teachings are very great, and he can't get rid of them after he sobers up.

If you are instilled with ideas by evil people, the consequences are unimaginable, and you will become a walking corpse, or even a tool for killing.

After figuring out the joint, he still had some regrets in his heart, and there was no relatives to share this exciting thing, and he faintly felt a trace of loss.

The beauty of the defect seems bleak and vicissitudes, telling a piece of the past, and the unforgettable memory is intriguing like aging.

Wine lies in the taste, endless ups and downs, like life, lies in the process, and enjoying the experience is delicious and colorful.

Affection lies in warmth, indescribable concern, mystery, care, understanding, warmth and heart-to-heart, wholehearted cherishing, and a lifetime of warmth.

Love and wine are inseparable, Yang Guan has a deep understanding, stopped, no joy or sorrow, looked up at the sky with a touch of fish belly white, turned around and climbed over the cliff on the left.

When I was young, I stood proudly on the top of the mountain and overlooked the east.

The mountains are stacked one after another, a glance is endless, the haze is dyed, the light yellow, orange red, and colorful colors gradually extend, and the colorful glow fills the sky.

Yang Guan looked relaxed and happy, and inadvertently looked up to the sky and shouted, "Ah...", roaring loudly, and the sound shook the four fields.

The distant mountains and ravines echo endlessly, rippling away, and they will not stop for a long time.

The frightened birds fly high, bathed in the glow, spread their wings, and fly away from the troubled land and into the distant woods.

The leaves of the trees "swish" in the wind, the golden light is sprinkled, and the dew traces are shining, shining, and dazzling.

In late autumn and September, the scenery of Saibei is dotted with orange and yellow on the emerald green base, bathed in the golden sunrise, which is particularly beautiful.

Cultivating it all over the body, forgetting the distractions of the world, and gradually obsessed......

"Is it pretty?" Pan Yunfeng strolled over, his willow eyebrows jumped slightly, his eyes were colorful, and he looked at the man on the boulder strangely.

One meter seven or eight, moderate figure, not fat or thin, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, on the surface looks like a scholar.

Dressed in the uniform of the Japanese army, with a katana hanging from his waist, he stood with his back hand, exuding a heroic spirit.

This is Yang Guan? The forbidden land in the back mountain also dares to break in, if you don't inquire carefully, the devil enters this place to find death, and he is not afraid of being shot by someone?

"The view is really good, but the people are not very good." Yang Guan replied without being salty, pun on you, you are still a little tender.

"This is my house, Miss Ben's boudoir." Pan Yunfeng's willow eyebrows were upside down, and he said wildly without looking at it, Aunt and grandmother are determined by you.

"The land of China is all surnamed, but I am afraid that the surname will be small soon, how can there be a turtle on the top of the mountain?" Yang Guan stretched and said.

"You... What do you mean? Dislike the Pan family's bad background, or put you on the shelf of a stinky man? Pan Yunfeng shouted.

"Yo, you also know the truth of the right door? Who is herself, Mulan or Mu Guiying? Yang Guan said, give you some eye medicine, the bandits owe it to clean up.

"You bastard, how many Shunmin were there in the years of war and chaos? To protect the safety of the people, Panjiazhai is not a den of bandits. "Pan Yunfeng is furious, do you really dislike your background?

"Isn't it? Where did Yang go from birth to death to rob the Japanese prisoners' supplies? Yang Guan asked, and the fish bitten.

"You, I, hmph, I have taken a fancy to you, those materials are all dowry, and you are not allowed to pay for them when they are sent." Pan Yunfeng said, you have to rely on you to play tricks.

"The world is getting worse and the people's hearts are not ancient, the eldest girl's family ignores etiquette, righteousness and shame, thinking that your red mouth and white teeth are holy decrees?" Yang Guan reprimanded, the devils are not afraid, and it is a piece of cake to punish the scoundrels.

"In this Panjia Village, my aunt's words are holy decrees, and you don't want to rely on the account." Pan Yunfeng said loudly, fierce.

"Divine decree? Go, behead the little devil all over the house, and give the day of death - this emperor ......" Yang Guan said provocatively. (To be continued.) )