In 1988, the roaring moon, riding a motorcycle to break the watch 140 kilometers per hour, like flying on water, the feeling of flying in the wind and fog, "fast and strong wind!"

From afar, you will see a white motorcycle like a speeding wind, and only the gods will see two figures on the left and right of the mad moon on the motorcycle, both of which have a blue breath, sky blue and sea blue. One exudes arrogance and awe-inspiring, and the other exists freely and freely.

The quiet and silent mad moon, the heart is full of unrestrained enthusiasm that has nowhere to be noisy, and at the same time the heart is also full of disdain for all things, looking at the world and the world, the innate compassion for life and the tender smile to see the world.

In the short red dust, he only has silence! only laughter! only truth! only the ultimate tenderness like water! and the most transcendent arrogance!

In 2014, Luo Xiaoyun: "If you stay in one environment all the time, it is not easy to change your ideas, and the most terrifying thing is to be bound by unreasonable common sense" less-is-more

I heard that he had written the book of the Emperor of the Galaxy seriously and was said to be bad by the readers, obviously he was wrong, he was not bad, but better, so good that a group of students naturally did not like the realm of more thought, he was trying to leave his own insights and achievements, he hoped that many people would understand what he meant, but he forgot that it was impossible for a young man to know his way, unless that person was a person of high morality, otherwise what he was currently writing would only attract people of the same way, or people who were more outstanding than him to take a look and see if there was any desirable meaning。

People grow upward, and life is hierarchical.

Twenty-six years have passed on the bridge of civil rights, and the rival Emperor of Time and the God of Time are laughing at him. Looking at them, the freewheeling god of words also laughed back, and the ideas clashed, "There is no time, no years, no concept of words, no thoughts, the existence of the Tao and the reappearance of the Tao is already the existence of another life"

When the Emperor of Time and the God of Time heard this, they put away their sneering expressions and turned to show a look of admiration, "Heaven and earth are one and the same, countless beings are born, and there are truly unique beings in eternity."

The civil rights bridge to the west, swooping down like gliding, saw the green light, the speed of the traffic coming from the right lane under the bridge was not fast, and the smoke and dust went away

"The alley flicked his tail and shook off the familiarity of the past, you in the rearview mirror are clearer than your mind, you and I are as far away as slipping and drifting, far away but seemingly close.

The whistling sound of the engine is your most hated melody, shuttling through the city into a fantasia, while crazy recording and brilliant forgetting (forget forget)

You lose your temper and throw the scent of the car door and stay in the car, sorry to go, you can close the door and don't be too forceful.

Without the rain wipers, it still keeps left and right, just like the memories began to wave at me, and the watch board rotated to guess whether I would understand, no matter how fast I was, I couldn't catch up with the promise" "Self-directed and self-acting" singing: Jay Chou (to be continued......)