Dancing flowers make the moon and the heart is like snow.

The wind and snow are all dancing.

In the leisurely snow clouds, the scales of the third world did not move, the hurricane turned over, and the angry snow rolled the dragon, suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days, and the words that could not be made up were not right at all, dragon.

You're busy with work and you're messing around with text here.

Play with words, don't care if it's a topic, my territory, I'm in charge.

Roar, you're using Jay Chou's song again.

No, Ah Shuangbei!

Is it the heavy rain in Taipei that has drenched your stupid head?

Ha Lu Ha, stupid is good.

The green leaves are not grateful, looking at the tired, can't walk into your world, change for you, you have never seen, the spring is far away from being ignored by you, love is tired, the heart is broken, broken into a bleak season, close my eyes and think of the picture of joy and sorrow because of you, I think I can make everything like the green leaves here waiting for the yellow to wither, so cold Oh and your eyes anyway, everything doesn't matter, I know that I will become brave because of you, and it is not easy to forget only in the bottom of my heart.

Turning into a meteor that never sleeps is only brilliant for itself in an instant.

The sky brightened, and at this moment, time left evidence in the text, and there was no pride or ambition, and it was the same as traveling the world.

The passers-by in the world are also affectionate and intense, and it doesn't hurt to be depressed.

There are birds chirping outside the window! The sky in Taipei is clear. My heart is leisurely time, I am in charge, the world is romantic and beautiful because of you, very wise and moving, with a stroke of the pen, smile.

Jin Shengsigh is very funny, this funny means that it is interesting and funny, in fact, he is very tragic, in fact, which ancient character who left a name is not tragic? In fact, which one exists is not tragic? My so-called tragedy is a tragedy of thought, this is not easy to say, let's just say that Jin Shengsigh has this saying, beauty and gold and silver jewelry in front of him, moving thirty-nine and forty are not confused, not also happy, but our family's music emperor is even more tragic fifteen from the heart does not hesitate.

In the sun. Like a gorgeous but lonely light across the sky and then dissipated, your heart knotted into a tangled desert sea, mistakenly into this sea, without your dancing, no glorious sunshine, no you sad. In the distance, thousands of rays of light flew out in the distance, shining on the sky of the desert sea in an instant, and tears dried up into crystals. Crystallized into countless roses drifted from the sky, crystal roses only appeared when they were lonely and cried for love.

I just hold my eyelids, and I'm going to travel after mid-June. The reason why I don't dare to go for too long is because I'm afraid that I really have readers, and if I have readers, I will have a little more concern!

Music Love Letter - Luo Xiaoyun's Fantastical Tetralogy: Author: The King of Freedom, The Night God, The Emperor of Music, The Demon Head, and The Crossing Man.

The Crossing Person, it's me, it's the non-existent me, it's the virtual me, it's the pseudonym of me. It is Ling Du in the past, Ling Du in the future, I am not me, it is true and false, and it is false and true. This is one of the benefits of writing a musical love letter to the whimsical tetralogy, I can write how I want, as long as I don't harm others, just take me as my day, and be happy every day!

The big group goes forward, the idea of more excellence, the small group goes back, the rebellious thought I stop here and lie down, it is a woman in Asia or called the Oriental woman, on a planet that can't actually be called beautiful, they say this is the earth, I laughed with God, in the interstellar world, God called me the demon brother, I fell in love with the interstellar travel, drifting, until I met this woman, I let go of my own demonic nature, and from then on God was dominant.

It's a Chongqing girl, it's a Chinese girl, it's a girl on the earth, I landed on an island, they said it's called Taiwan, suspicious! I landed in the wrong place, I took advantage of the situation, and when I was putting away the wings on my back, God suddenly struck me down violently, fuck! What a cheap god, the power is already dominant, and he is bullying the devil! Oh! I forgot that now that I am an adult, it is a person who has to accept the limitations of life, leaving a pair of eyes that want to pierce the loneliness, and cross the sea to the earth

No shadows. Some words are repeated like days are repeated, is it true that every day is different? If so, then you win, and you can live a different life! The writers at the starting point can all be eliminated! No writer can live a different life every day. In fact, everyone is almost eliminated! One, after 150 years, they will all be eliminated. Two, the days are always easy to be the same.

I still want to continue to challenge cynicism? It's no longer up to me to decide whether or not to continue the Dance of the Wind and Moon. Don't you know that this society is dominant? You haven't thought about my situation, like the wind and snow, the moon and the moon all dance with her ruthlessness, and your coldness at the same time strangling a beautiful new world. I'm not with the Eliminators, this merciless time, when you still love - to meet the disillusionment.

The Great Heavenly Demon gave up the appearance of an angel, took off his false beautiful coat, and blurted out that he was tired of being an angel! After finishing speaking, he fell into the abyss, and only in the dark can he be innocent and free. I glanced at it, shook my head, and floated up, this pleasure life is really not something that gods and demons can mix, only suitable for people, after speaking, I transformed into a human, stared at you and nodded, your eyes have a beautiful world, your heart is a standard human nature and not an ordinary majority, you look at me and shake your head and say don't disassemble your heart.

At the beginning of the lantern, there is the loneliness of the Northern Wilderness, don't crack my life code if you don't have anything to do, what should be transparent is your beautiful smile, fall in love with the moon, see the moon from now on, look at the crescent moon bay on the three words, Luo Xiaoyun, full of pictures of Qi Xiang, Di Daqu, poignant call to the sea of the moon, the monologue of the silent will eventually forget the punishment in the red dust, and walk leisurely for a lifetime.

I thought about a question, maybe ten days, maybe a year, maybe a day, maybe twenty years, the problem does not exist at all, this is not a problem, the blind spot in the mind comes from the fact that there is no so-called thought at all, there is no problem with the cognition of the universe at all, just like putting aside the title of man, close to the existence of no one, the universe is still its universe, this jumps out of the human standard, the thought loses its meaning, the universe has no people, the universe is not the universe, and there is no problem at all whether you love you or not.

I found that my favorite thing is to see a book that attracts me enough and then plunge into it and ignore the world, I have a tendency to avoid the world, even if you are my lover, you have to retreat, proving that I am too lazy to cater to the world, of course, I am just talking, after all, I don't really care about anyone's opinion, I know the Tao, the Tao is like water, the rhyme!

When pop songs become old songs, the countryside becomes the city, unstoppable, all this, she said she loves me, I laughed, I love you, she hates me, beautiful and beautiful how can I be indifferent, hate me for falling in love with the illusory you, I don't know the way, love is love, no love is no love, when I walked out of the love world, I found that I was free, unstoppable, all this, so I didn't look at the world very seriously, I just browsed and visited every place or every passing by at will.

Listen to the familiar voice, the sound of the waves, the sound of dreaming back to the East Coast, not the sound, it's the blue, I love the blue heart, the blue voice, and you are colorful and lazy, young heart, young girl, free heart, with a spiritual stubborn mood, I look left and right, look up and down in addition to the heart is not compatible, you and I are so similar, like the chaser in life, one intentionally and one unintentionally, intentionally or unintentionally, pinching flowers and grass, naturally smiling, that far away Taoist heart.

Look at the wind and snow, look at the firmament, look at the frost at the peak, look at the battle between gentleness and cruelty, see the collision of ignorance and wisdom, look at the aftermath of a hundred twists and turns, look at the ordinary beings, look at the endless spring, see the heart into water, water into your eyes, see the invisible truth, look at love and love, look at the transcendence of life and death, look at the gorgeous moment, see how the sky is speechless, see how much I don't love you, see how selfish, look at the ironic residual poems.

Obviously, Qu Mei tends to be sad, and sadness is due to pity and empathy. All the notes in my mind that are scurrying in the wind and clouds in the air, the rhyme condensed together, this strong spiritual power, precious and noble, I look at the goddess of music in the distance, she failed, and because she lost so she became the real god of music, I felt the pain of the emperor of music, this pain is not my pain, but mastering all the rhyme is the realm of failure.

The battle across the world does not fight for the day and the night, the great world of the love world, the music of the love letter, the music of the fan, the shadow of the sail, the dragon rhyme, the rain of the catkins, quickly run to the fifth part of the century, across the century of love, the main writer Lingdu, the pinnacle of self-consciousness, return to the origin, all kinds of nothingness, no tricks, no style, no lawlessness, no sky, no boundary, only one you, the most ugly story is the music love letter is equal to you, you are a beautiful love letter.

Turning his head, looking back for a hundred years, I have this feeling, this infatuation is in the human world, without losing the demeanor of the king, what king? The king of loneliness, the king of love Luo Xiaoyun, the king of happiness, laugh twice. There is nothing to drink tea, coffee, and a cigar, which is leisurely and elegant, light as the wind.

Luo Xiaoyun: Seeing a good book, discovering a good place, meeting a good friend, and drinking a good bottle of wine are like opening a window to the new world.

Do you want to see the birth of the Lingdu? As you wish, Ha Lu Ha, dancing flowers and flying love, flowers dancing and flying, the last moment, just when I was about to disappear, I saw a person flying in the clouds, it was her, I saw her face, she smiled, as if the world had just opened for people to roam, how free! Dance, dance! Fly to your heart's content! Slightly, close my eyes, she smiled - very beautiful - rhyme.

The icy chest, with a faint black thorn on her skin, is flawless, a face that is out of the world. She got up, but as if she thought of something, she lay down again, and watched the clouds in the sky, one after another, and the clouds slowly changed slightly. The blue sky, the white clouds, as if something was missing, everything was so beautiful, a ray of sunlight entered her eyes, and she got up again

Quiet, I am the only one in the vast world, I see that every grass, flower and tree have a natural number of lives, above the earth, I am above the body of the orchid, breaking through the boundary. The battle of self, the demon leader Wang Feng who came out of me, is slowly walking towards me and stopping. Encountering again across the centuries, with different encounters, and now blowing the same breeze, I feel a kind of stream of consciousness sign, and there is only one survivor in the last place, and it is not me. (To be continued.) )