Tianjiaolong's eyes penetrated from the east to the west, and in Los Angeles in the west, he saw the sweet smile of Wang Yunxiang, the protagonist of the fourth love letter, she was sitting on a sofa chair, reading the love letters he had written in the past, such talented love letters, and the poetry in Chinese was full of wonderful colors, like colorful splashed ink pictures.

After looking at the beautiful rhyme for a while, I saw the particularly firm smile of Luo Xiaoyun, the protagonist of the eighth love letter in the future, from her smile, that smile was very, very beautiful, as if narrating her beautiful, brilliant and lucky life, and the hard smile behind the happiness also faintly exuded a bright light, and the confident and powerful smile of the daughter of the second love letter protagonist appeared in the light.

The music emperor Tianjiaolong, who had a feeling, faded away in a smile, revealing the temperament of the king of leisure, and the philosophy of ease and ease walked his body step by step, and the king of freedom walked out of the world of defeat, shedding the robe of ten thousand battles, and hummed in his mouth, "Tut, toot, haha, haha, haha

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She went away with a faint sadness, so I can only take the flowing water in my memory as the standard, she is tired and heartbroken, she wants to go home, to return to the same home, where there is a warm place, every time, you ask me: "When can I write a book of love for you on Sunset Boulevard? ”

It's a pity! This time I tried my best, between the decadence and the high spirits inside and outside, her tears stinged me so much that I couldn't do it, I couldn't do it, before my consciousness dissipated, I knew that this was a love calamity!

In the darkness and instability of the human nature of the human race, the light and goodness are always at war with the ignorant and selfish groups, and one day, you will lie down on the battlefield, and all the good and bad will become an empty wind, an empty wind;

Flying in the sad world to find joy, the author has not thought about what your reader's reaction is, sincere as I am also being ridiculed by the whole world, the magnificent emotional imagination of the four-part rich, full of epic music, and lonely language at the same time fermenting, unwilling to become a utilitarian and superficial tool of modern people, but become a big tool of the loser, my love is scattered in the autumn tide to the late sky.

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Tell me, your heart will be broken and sad after a while, the joys and sorrows of the Zen Buddha Taoist cultivation world, the fart words are very good, they are penance, forget, and do not know shame.

On the evening of the 23rd, Fuxing Airlines' flight number GE222 had a forced landing accident in Xixi Village, Huxi Township, Penghu County, and the police rescued 12 people, one of whom died before being sent to the hospital, and the remaining 47 people on board were all killed, including two French exchange girls.

The youthful and lively life is planted in the ignorance of the wind and rain that insists on flying, and life is so cheap that it is impossible to get away with it! Find the dream of flying, and chase the dream again in the dream.

"It's a phoenix that has fallen into the water, it's a fish-man who longs to fly, you've always been a good girl, but your mature wings are looking for the sky, so you want to want more, the excitement will eventually begin, and it's better to create more chaos in your heart than to live under the knife.

Every time you have a small setback, you will not look back, take you to a more real place, because you are the most beautiful when you unload the heart, when you are lonely, when you cultivate your self-cultivation, as long as you and I are together, where will it matter?

So when you get brave again, even the wound will heal with time, the pressure on your shoulders will gradually fade away, you only live in the moment, I will always be in your heart, there is a light and shadow flickering in the dark, you will never understand me, unless you go after that light, the light of the dragon and the moon. "I'm listening to Gabrielle-Aplin's "Home". (To be continued......)