Neon, how do you reform yourself when you are born as the eighth consciousness? and how do you change a blank realm and the ten consciousnesses are all the same, how do you dominate the other nine stubborn consciousnesses, play, overthrow everything that you have digested in time, and besides, you want to lead me to that new realm? I don't know the way, and of course you don't know the way.

No, you have a fatal blind spot, like the center of the universe is there, and you don't know where it is.

Consciousness double elephant flow, the extreme is divided into two ends, the heavenly immortals break their wings, the magic scissors the horns, good and evil turn to ashes, Nanyang Zhuge people in the world fight for honor and disgrace in black and white, Hunan Zedong Eagle picks up the sky and fish to the shallow bottom, all kinds of frost and heaven compete for freedom, Chongqing Xiaoyun has multiple personalities and nine clouds outside the dementor.

The hermit of the inner lake is big and free, the puppet of the heavens and the fallacy of the flying clouds and the moon Matthew Lianen, the cement streets and alleys, shuttling and patrolling, the red motorcycle makes a living like hunting spring, the infinite village city has no flowers like water, the sun is shining, the short skirt is drifting, the wind is moving, the dry lips are dead eyes, you say that the heart is like jade to be liberated, I say that you don't have to wait, withered and wild, once longed to gallop in the sea and also looked forward to flying in the sky, free, carefree, open-minded, unrestrained, unrestrained, spread your wings and fly, unrestrained!

Monk's Paste: This afternoon, the sun is shining in Bohol, and the rainy season of the year is just around the corner, so the whole white sand beach looks deserted, giving people endless room to enjoy. All afternoon, staying on the beach, thinking nothing, quietly watching the ebb and flow of the tide and the coming and going of the boats, completely hiding himself in the world.

I like to be like a bystander, in a strange place, in a strange city, and I like to meditate on time and space quietly on a tropical island, or forget the self in my thoughts, like the person who likes the rhyme, and likes the person who is not controlled by material desires. However, I prefer a free artistic conception or mood of mind, and I like a passionate life and a passionate sense of existence. Girl full of quiet bookish smell who loves the sun most like your eyes and your long hair.

With a chuckle, it shimmered, and space danced. The beautiful figure continues to leap through the universe, and the Lord of Time looks at Long Yun and admires the power of the Lord of Creation. In the realm of the first place, there are three Long Yun with the same but different existences, how would Long Yun feel when she could learn that she had received the nostalgic eyes of the god of time? Unfortunately, the other two will surely fall, this universe is too vast, but strange things are too rare.

In West Belius Park, Long Yun walked happily and liked nature. The music exalts the inner sorrow, like a sad waltz, sighing softly in front of the statue of Sibelius, not far away the metal round pipes like flutes and reeds symbolizing orchestral masters, and the English orchestra used in the swan of Yellow Springs is five degrees lower than the oboe. Finland's many lakes are contemplative and inward-flowing, and heavy emotions blend in with the lakescape.

In the vast starry sky garden, a star flower blooms, one withers, a sudden fall instantly turns into ashes in front of your eyes, one is budding and waiting to be released, one is so fascinated, do you already know that the Shenzhou 9 spaceship has been launched from your hometown, looking at the distant stars, and smiling! Long Yun looked at the God of Time who came to the blurred eyes, what is the natural meaning of this life? It is too long and too fast, and it turns into starlight as he speaks.

Laughing again, looking up at the window, the sky, space, well! It's too late, life keeps slipping by!

Ordinary log cabins, river by the stream. Pincho and her were standing behind her barbecue colleagues, which was supposed to be the first time I had seen her, and the story was supposed to feature her, but she said that she had very few places to her, almost none, and the biggest impression left on me was that she said that she was happy and bored.

About the beginning of her twenties, she wore headphones and listened to music, chatted a few words can not remember, if you care very much that it is even more unrememberable, the sun is shining in the summer, anyway, it is not winter, otherwise it should be cold, and it is impossible to come here to play cards in winter.

Xiaoqing, she, in fact, she and Xiaoqing I like, fortunately, I was not in the mood at all in reality at that time, at that time, the Internet was prevalent, I was addicted to the games I played online, especially I want to dominate in it, it takes a lot of effort and time, although it turned out that I ruined the time, but I never regretted it. If I had to do it again, forget it or don't come!

Technology has changed people, evolution is very slow, there are no indicators, it is just groping. The culture is very low, such as the truth, goodness and beauty to evaluate, in the lifetime of the year will not fail, if there is really a word regret in the world, I regret that I was born too early!

There is no opponent in this world at all, and it is very lonely to have no opponent! Maybe a thousand years later, ten thousand years later, there will be. So she was two lights and two words, and I knew her boredom, and I was even more bored than her, so bored that I put her boredom in my story.

I have seen her occasionally for many years, and now she knows the Tao and I look at her indifferently, but the Zhilu Dao is no different from the Zhilu Dao. Everyone often says that it is one thing to know how to eat, and it is another thing to know why to eat.

If I see you, I must kill you, let you taste what it is called wronged!

repay the affection that I concealed from her at the beginning, and repay my affection at the moment.

She is an accountant, and she has a bad habit of calculating every thing she buys in her life, so she has an account book on her body, which is completely different from him, he never calculates according to his feelings.

Hearing an unprecedented melody from a CD, she was surprised who made it? This is not the music that this world should have, too avant-garde, too ethereal, too mysterious, the attack of the empty mountain and the spirit of the clouds to take the essence of music life, if music has life, then this CD is a nourishing nutrition, the most extreme peerless drug.

She usually likes to listen to music, and she was deeply attracted by this CD as soon as she heard it!

Dragged different from the usual tired and boring mood, this time with full of excitement, easily drove the Audi car back to the home of the Mother of Heaven and listened carefully!

Lying on the Italian soft leather sofa, I am soft and comfortable, and I think lightly

The album title is a very common name for the South CD, and if she were to be given a name, she would like to call him "Cosmic Tree"

In the content of the album, it is written that the source of creation is Huadong?

Is Huadong so beautiful? Probably not?

What about the moon eyebrows? Huadong has moon eyebrows? The author's name is fun? It should be a nickname or a pen name, right?

This CD has 11 songs, each song is 11 minutes, the first song is the most beautiful in Beijing is smoke is annihilation!

Oh! Each song title is 11 words!

Is it made by the Chinese? How can it be Huadong and Beijing at the same time?

What does Strange 11 mean? Does it imply something? It must be! Otherwise, it wouldn't be like that.

In the Zheyin rain, there is already a mention of Huadong's attachment. That unchanging love is like a never-ending love, however

With the passage of time. It's so long that it makes him feel a little afraid!

I'm afraid that the place is not there, like the Neihu countryside is not there.

Therefore, in the 100th anniversary of the Republic of China, the music emperor finally made a music album, a man who once had millions of different music albums. Finally, I made the next act just in case, and took out the most private hole cards, the music production studio. Produce music that belongs to the earth beneath this vast universe.

The smart rhythm is ready to go, and it will be composed of 11 (111 in total) songs in a row, and 11 melodies of pride in the sky!

In the light blue sky and deep blue sky of Ocean Park, I stayed for 11 days in the Victoria Far Hotel in the ocean park, wandering in the blue, blue and blue of the Pacific Ocean, melancholy, happy, lonely and lonely.

When it's time to say goodbye, you don't say goodbye.

The frown is not worried.

There should be love or not.

It's not broken.

Should not be put away.

I shouldn't talk about it in the blue sky and the hope of the sea. Hope is vain, and it is forgetfulness that cannot be forgotten

Who do you want to forget? Whoever will be remembered more and more, there is no absolute, only endless sorrow!

The life of music rushes on the pointed head of the ten thousand waves gathering, and the white waves are surging with sad happiness and happy sorrow. That's one of the things that comes to life in music, and if she hears her heartbeat it will be the same speed, the same frequency.

This music is so treacherous, to be honest, it shouldn't be made for anyone, is he pouring his musical ideas into it, it is the philosophy of loneliness, the melody of this second song is very lonely, very sad, as if it is lonely and sad in the field of pouring out some music king.

This realm of loneliness and sadness is very powerful, but it's not my favorite style, I didn't tell him, even if I did, he wouldn't have realized that even if he was the top musician, "I say that the world is endlessly lonely"

After talking to Pin Qiao, Pin Qiao told me that someone was going to talk to me on the phone, and this person didn't need to say that I also knew the truth, hehe!

What are you doing?

(Hearing what he didn't say, he wasn't going to prepare?

I didn't sleep until one o'clock.

So go to bed early?

No, I slept at one o'clock in the afternoon, and I cleaned the courtyard today, and I haven't taken care of it for a long time.

Is there anything special?

No, yes!

He had a chance to chase me, but at the time he was addicted to online video games, and the Oriental girl K, who lived in Los Angeles.

I became more and more aware of his loneliness.

When I listened to the South CD, a picture came to mind, in which there was a very old and innocent person, he was playing with a planet, the planet was sometimes burning, sometimes cold, half of the picture was colorful and vivid, and the other half was a mixture of gray, white and black, deep but revealing simple and neat.

It turned out that he tried to show me his heart, although it was a broken heart, but he was very proud, although he was not proud in front of me, but sad.

He's so hateful that he wants to convey his sorrow to me!

The yellow leaves are evenly scattered on the green grass, and the fiery red flowers bloom on the branches, one by one like a copy of the same mold.

Wearing light yellow sanitary clothes, she already felt hot in winter, and her long hair still had a slight fragrance, she smiled.

Your hair is so fragrant!

I can't smell it!

If you can smell this fragrance for the rest of your life, it will be a lifetime of happiness.

Oh, then go buy a bottle!

(It's just your fragrance, only you are unique, I'll go there to give birth?)

The wind blows the mist and everything looks beautiful in the sun, is it a good mood or a good scenery? Maybe it's all good, it's just him, I miss him so much!

Missing is so mysterious, thinking urgently, thinking wildly, the wind and clouds surge and the wind rushes away, and the thoughts dissipate after an instant.

I can't let him get away with it, and the more he thinks about me, the more his emotions will flourish! That's not good, but I want him to like me for a long time.

No wonder he has always emphasized that this is a world of contradictions, and without contradictions, this world world cannot be recognized.

Is he really a philosopher?

Poet: He is a hidden poet who is lonely and unremarkable.

What about the music? Can he perceive in the same direction as mine? And the third track on the southbound CD, "Naked Summer Explodes in the Sun".

Didn't he want to take possession of me?

I remember that his eyes always showed joy when he saw me, as if he had nothing to fear as long as he was with me, he would go to hell. How could such a person not want to occupy me? My people, my heart, he wants it very much, right?

If you can't eat me, watching him sink, blur, and struggle, it is also a pure and moving gesture in heaven and earth.

It just depends on how high his concentration is, and how long can he resist me? It's as if he is in the realm of cultivation, and waiting for detachment is also a kind of beauty, a virtue.

The drums of the music beat very hard, vibrating like the waves of the sea, with the sound of the flute as the main axis and gradually running, like the dense affection of the long stream of water, the wooden flute and the shuttle like a soldier in an ambush, dangerous and exciting!

The piano is a substitute, from ancient times to the present, and the time blows people and flowers.

The kissing flower is a metaphor for the peony flower, and the ghost is also a romantic grudge piano sound, and the erhu highlights the ancient and modern together!

At the end of the song, people scatter haggard red colors, hand in hand, the mountains are lost and the ground sinks, the fog is cleared for five miles, and the time and space are changed, and they forget themselves and devote themselves to the world of the two worlds without distinguishing each other. (To be continued.) )