As if the afterglow of the setting sun appeared in the distance, the Lord of the World Destroyer saw that the Rose City was protected by a thin protective qi, and was a little surprised by the mysterious origin and strength of the owner of this flower city. In the-for-tat duel between the creator and the existential master, the exterminator was vigilant, and a trace of consciousness continued to linger on the lyrics of the old days and past of the dragon yinyue.

"The heart is like a falling leaf, and the fallen leaves fall to the ground. Thinking is boundless, and it is unique to make people feel the realm of pain and emptiness. An ancient immortal legend says that when the mood reaches a perfect state of mind of balance, you will see a Windy City in the sky, floating in the beautiful "Windy City".

Those who have unbounded love can also enter the Windy City, the Windy City is also known as the Heavenly City, the legend has it that there is a book of heaven in the Heavenly City, the Book of Heaven is also known as the Heavenly Love Letter, and the Heavenly Love Book is only opened in the most beautiful woman in the world.

Yue once entered the Windy City, why can he enter? I heard that he is the number one master of love letters. Boss, Brother Long, don't you also write love letters? I forgot how to write them. Oh! Is this what you often say about the realm of selflessness? Love is written to forget oneself. No, I forgot if the Yue brother in your mouth was me.

Oh, that's what should listen to you, dragon, moon, that one is the boss, when you think I'm very wise, that's me, if it's very unwise, it's Yue. The problem is that I have also met the most beautiful woman in my life, so aren't you a madman now?

Fly the eaves and walk the wall, climb up the towering palace, the thief steals the queen's golden laurel crown, go to the east through the Silk Road, more than a thousand thieves all the way to the roar, the sea of flames of the heroes swarm out, the Dunhuang grottoes in front of the fierce slaughter!

The intermittent rain does not stop, and autumn hunts the tail of summer. Changing the color of the earth, while the ancient heart of the piano is slowly plucking, listen! Is there a beautiful voice calling in your heart? A dream of adventure and tenderness is unfolding. There is no loneliness in the dictionary of "Forgetting Loneliness" to listen to the rain, the rain of passion, you are passionate and I listen to the rain, the obscurity of the king of the West tells the human race that there are two kinds of sorrow, one is not to get, and the other is to get. When I was sixteen I thought the king of the West was right, but at the age of twenty-five I realized that Wilde was wrong, because it was proved from me that I had you and not you. It doesn't matter anymore. It's like my words keep repeating as much as the days keep repeating. Welcome to the world of my mind and words. Here I am the dictator's only beautiful smile, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter The ultimate "Lockdown"

Complete the wisdom of survival that you have worked hard to earn, well, through you to open the art of survival that has not yet been sought, yes, only continuous progress can be faced unceremoniously. Confront the value or meaning of your true self's existence. You are the meaning. Outside the window, the sound of rain was falling. I want to say it's boring!

There is no sign and no fight with the world, the primitive call, and the invincible nature is abandoned. The will to give up and win, the extreme extreme, forget the loneliness, Mu Long. "Forgetting Silence" has never been so brave, even the definition of bravery is denied, it doesn't care about love, it acts recklessly, and the negation of the king's claim is not evolution but degradation, so it degenerates into an ugly cocoon.

One day out of the cocoon, alone through the sea of people region, the fortress you guard, the iron guard patrol, I looked up, found that it was higher than the sky, the snow white cold in the depths of the clouds, climbing a mountain peak, the crescent moon bends your beauty, ethereal like a trick of the Warring States Policy. The cliff and sea are deep, the dazzling light, the red face is overwhelming, and the beacon tower is drumming in the sky! Thousands of heads are in turmoil, and they have been placed in the red dust under the city, and the king declares: The master of the beautiful wind city is about to come in person! Turn around and want to leave, this does not belong to my heaven and earth, but the human wall is consolidated, and the mistake is wrong, and everything comes silently so suddenly, and one by one around him turns into a stone man, God! Such a charming woman is rare in the world, the demon of temptation, instantly pinched his eyes, I don't know how long it took, I have stood here for a long time, such as the beginning of the opening of the sky, the state of the beginning of the earth, it turns out that there is no ability to move life, when I saw you for the first time, I was tempted, and I was blind in an instant, and I only had my heart to recall your appearance, and it is rumored that there is another strange book in Windy City called the Fantasy Tetralogy.

In the long years, I seem to have heard your laughter, the laughter is very reading friends, very much like the tide of the faint water, the only thing to be proud of is to know that your laughter is louder, the sound of eternal ridicule!

There is a face of love, in the sad time emerges is a peerless posture, forget the unpleasant, as long as there is no you can stop my world, happy laughter can meet the most beautiful in this life is the top blessing of life, give courage, to challenge the god of fate, he is God, I am also God, have the courage to become an invincible god, a glimpse of the world's most beautiful romance This story has become a legend to the eternal myth, between you and me, forever, you are forever.

The rain on the surface falls on the clothes after going out, the wipers become withered in the big green trees is only a matter of the future, the moon-style brushwork blooms and does not bear fruit, and a drop of rain lying on the moon is a lover's tear hanging on the eyes. Sketch the charm through the sky, reverse time, it seems that there is another I rush to the gray sky rain, in the vast sea of people, the fragrance that can't smell is about you, looking forward to the blue sky and clear sky, the name of the perfume is blue love, referred to as blue love, (in the crowded streets, in the busy moon streets, in contemplation, when you are on the other side of the ground level your lips are hot, exhaling the deadly breath floating over this end of the ground plane, silently faintly covered, for a long time, burning all over the body)

Depressed and unhappy through the wandering, so I understand that I don't understand anything, then I don't understand! And your familiar face crosses the heart, the two worlds are between you and me, Gu Huaxia said: "In fact, the so-called love (life) road, for me there is no end and no stop, life is very impermanent, especially in terms of feelings, you can't control it, you love someone is uncontrollable, if it is controlled, it is not love. That's why I wrote with the feeling of 'love doesn't stop standing'. ”

"How many shop windows have I wandered in, how many hotels I have stayed in, I will feel that the separation is not wronged, whether the feelings are used to browse or to treasure, so that the days are unforgettable. After how long it took to endure the tribulation, and how long the eyes were wet, I could know that sadness is the legacy of love. Wandering a few double beds, changing beliefs a few times before the ring can be exchanged without hesitation, transferring the warmth of one person to the chest of another, and letting the mistakes made last time reflect on dreams, everyone has enjoyed this kind of fear before refusing to be a lamb of love. Memories are moonlight that cannot be grasped, and when you hold it tightly, it becomes dark, and when the false back disappears into the sun, the sunlight circulates in the body, and all karma is forgiven. Love and love do not stop, and if you want to go to the earth, you need to be brave (Lin Xi).

Recently, I caught a cold and didn't want to think about it. Even if there are thousands of unwilling, the elegance is like water, the ups and downs are like autumn, the autumn water is lonely, the flowers and clouds forget the moon, they are in consciousness, the smoke is sluggish, and they travel through the years. The spiritual rain of the empty mountains rushes to the Taidi, from the phantom fog to the trace, from the void to the ethereal, meet on the Internet, pity the beauty, the ice is coveted for the wonderful four seasons.

There is a song about the ruthlessness of beauty, but she is too beautiful and only loves herself, the world is called an iceberg beauty, like a daffodil shining on herself, the heartbeat four words are very suitable for the first impression, maybe you can't hide and don't want to escape, in the face of the feeling, turn into an absolutely unwritten music, singing the praises of no one else. The world calls me the Emperor of Music, and I don't exist anymore.

The sunset fishing fire lights, the stars and the sky are dotted together, staring at the cool breeze from afar, blowing her long hair, the hair is slightly fluttering, her hand caresses the flying hair, a little fragrant, looking at her smile is a beautiful good scenery, forget that she still has a shy and shy expression, extremely moving is a beautiful wonder in the world. Fall in love with things, see flowers in the fog, flowers in flowers, you are flowers, no, you are free because in your eyes are, beautiful fairy tales, free to fly flowers. ”

"I, I remembered, the wind blew there, I walked there, the wind blew to the sky, I broke the sky, the wind blew into the air, I broke the air, the wind blew to the road, I broke the road, the wind blew all the way to the end, and then, I forgot. At that time, I entered the gods and demons, transcended time, and saw them there, and I could no more, I followed the wind, the wind had no will, the wind kept my consciousness, and the wind followed me" (to be continued......