On the left side of Jinlong Lake, there is a small hotel on Jinlong Lake, and in a room facing the lake, two intertwined human limbs are naked and embraced.

The man is the king of darkness, and the woman is the empathetic fat Rollo. Fat Luo Luo said with pity: "When the king began to fall asleep in the night, the number representing the king's destiny appeared, and it was to send the king a thousand miles, and he must say goodbye in the end. 」

The Dark King pinched Fat Luoluo's little nose and sighed: "Destiny! Destiny is like this, only in the face, the attributes of my Dark King have never been more advanced than the King of Music and the King of Freedom, and the darkness comes from the bottom of the world, the lowest realm, the world. 」

Fat Luo Luo got up elegantly, opened the window facing the lake, some cool breeze blew in, the mountains and rivers and lakes were freehand, a golden dragon trembled and hid in the lake, the natural authority of the dark king was difficult for the golden dragon not to tremble.

Fat Luo Luo looked at it, smiled, and said lightly: "King, even if the king is the king of darkness, even if the human race has no one to support him, understand the king, and the concubine will always be the king's. 」

The two of them were invincible in the world, the dark king came behind Fat Luoluo, hugged his hands, and Fat Luoluo felt that he had the world and the world in the dark.

"Sleepless all night, tears because of apprehension, I can't take it for granted how long the world is, I need more security to balance, sleeping in the dark is your silhouette, and it is the king's demeanor that dominates the world in the dark, but I can't touch your fighting soul.

This little double bed made me lost, every day was like a back-to-back train, only to meet in the middle of the night, happy and then what?

Didn't the king remember how long he hadn't said he loved me? Did the king hold me in the palm of his hand?

Since I met the king, my world has become more wonderful and indescribable. I thought it was a dream that fell from the sky, until I was sure that the temperature of my hand came from your heart, and at this moment I finally bravely said I love you.

At first, I just looked at you, pretending to be inadvertent, but my heart drifted over, and I was glad that you didn't find me hiding in the corner, busy and happy! Don't dare to look forward to it.

Prove yourself. I thought about it from today, like a trap but never hesitated to believe it, if you really want to, please surprise me, there is no whimsical ending about love in the past. From that day on, he subverted his own logic.

My suspicions. All the answers are thus understood. Turn around, and I really met the king, and finally bravely said I love you. ”

The Dark Lord smiled. The laughter reached the sky, and a light, the light of the beginning, was reflected, and the King of Darkness himself said, "You once wanted to hear my singing, just sing it. In fact, my musical realm is also invincible, because the king of black and dark also holds music in the palm of his left hand, and he also mentions philosophy in the palm of his right hand, but they are all discarded by me. Hahaha!"

In the laughter, the golden dragon of Jinlong Lake spiraled out, and the dark king kissed goodbye to Fat Luoluo, "When I return, I don't have to wait", Ha Lu Haha saw a huge golden dragon flying into the sky, and a figure standing on his body, the figure said: "Little golden dragon fly slowly, I want to slowly say goodbye to the world in front of me!"

The Dark King who stayed in place hugged Fat Luo Luo and continued the beautiful Yunxian Floating Beast before.

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Notes on the Ancient Yellow Forest

"Plump and good figure, reporters don't come if they don't show up at three o'clock, the four heavenly kings will never fall in love, and it's really powerful to be over thirty years old. Well, isn't it exciting? Isn't it strange? Isn't it cute?

The boring world needs you to be weird, and we can never be frightened if we don't blame it, so that we can keep up with the times. In fact, there is nothing strange about these things, and the roots of the strange may all be attributed to the "Motto" instilled in us.

There are only two kinds of events in history: one is "the one that changes and does not change". The other is "unchanging change." ”

The vast majority of people will find that the more disgusting the status quo is, the more likely it is to become their future, and the more disgusting the face they are, the more likely it is to be their future face.

"The ability to grasp human nature", so I have always emphasized that "the years are still faceless" The inhumanity of heaven and earth makes everyone have different educations, believe in truths, and habitual ways of thinking, making it impossible for many people to communicate.

And the result of lies will be bullshit such as "I want to leave you because I love you".

"I once had a dream, I thought it was the greatest hope, but someone said something I didn't understand in words I was familiar with, he said that children should not be naïve and too disagreeable, the reality of the world is like this, please don't try to change it, I think it's better to change yourself!

I once met a girl, I thought it was me forever her, but she used words I was familiar with, saying things I didn't understand, she said that because I love you, I want to leave you, so that I can miss you forever, although the pain is in my heart but I am still willing, watching others accompany you for a lifetime, ah

I once went to a place where I thought it was my eternal home, but people said in words I knew well, in words I didn't understand, they said that there was no such thing as hell and heaven, and that everyone was good or bad, and there was no joy or sorrow, because the expressions on their faces were all the same.

They say that hard work, laziness, chance and luck are the mother of success, believe it or not, anyway, everyone has to grow up, I used to think like this, I often think like this, whether my language skills are too poor, why everywhere I am familiar with words, everywhere there are words that I don't understand..."

What else do you want to sing? Except for the rising sun, spring, summer, autumn and winter, how can we endure the vastness and humble torment of life, the only real thing is the feelings and music that we can't even tell, whether it's listening to songs or singing! Thank you to the author and ourselves.

I'm so struggling that I want to tell someone. How many people come and go in front of you, how many things pass by. When the geese come, my heart is realized, and when the geese are gone, my heart is empty.

Expect a real emotion for the geese to fly down and I am no longer a pool of cold pools. Sandalwood dotted lips, forehead with mandarin duck yellow faint wipe, the outline of the years in the bronze mirror, the light is faint, the smoke eyebrows are quite a little outlined, cut into appliquéd gold leaf, flashing with a seductive unique luster, there is nothing to tell, since following the wind and dust and falling.

The sword rises from the misty peaks, and the smoke flies down in the distance, and the flowers are grateful, and the big dream is like a long song.

What's wrong with doing a fake show, even if it's a dream, there is no need to pierce it, only the sound of wind and rain is silent outside the door, and I am still in the city despite being slightly drunk.

The fluttering painted shawl is enough to capture all the hearts and bewilder, and the green building is full of only the sound of wind and rain outside the door, silent, the brush has been dipped in ink, and what is slowly written on the rice paper? The budding flowers are quietly falling after a period of past, who can read the loneliness? The candlelight is also faintly reflected in the night.

The lonely green mountains are a bird's cry, and the wisteria flowers are falling in the afternoon breeze. Flowers bloom on both sides, between the Buddha and the devil in life, flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, come in the middle of the night, go at dawn, come like a spring dream when there is not much, go to the clouds and have no place to look.

The empathy is your farewell, and what is hidden is my speechlessness, try to see the joys and sorrows between us, which used to be so, hot, fierce, embraced, and unrepentant. ”

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Looking at the daily starting point coin, the number of brushes has been decreasing, which is a feeling, just as a person is unlikely to subscribe to everyone's books, and a person is unlikely to rely on only one reader.

Today, a customer friend called me and said that he wanted to buy my book, I said that my book is not for you to read, she said that she can't go online, I said that you can't read what I write anyway, she said then why do you write a book, I said why can't I write a book

In fact, the book I wrote at the beginning, a lot of it is trying to chase the peak of my own words, so I have never regarded others as opponents, I have never regarded people as opponents, time is my opponent, this book is my notebook, I will not read it after I write it, this book is almost all about myself from beginning to end (to be continued......