Xiaoyun watched the music emperor who seemed to be riding on a heavenly horse flash away, and a sadness surged in her heart, it was a lonely spirit, and it was also a man who was not emotional for himself, and an arrogant man rode into the dust.

Luo Xiaoyun "met the most magnificent Milky Way I have ever seen! In the dangerous corner of the Gold Coast, the light pollution is very small, find a reef with a faint street lamp, climb up to expose it for a minute, the most important thing to shoot the starry sky at night is people's concentration, no matter how strong the wind is, you must stand still." At the turn of summer and autumn, the Milky Way in the southern hemisphere is the brightest, which I have encountered, thanks to the god of luck. ”

"The sun burns the ocean, and the ocean contains the sun. This year, this night, the boundless firmament of the Milky Way and the stars, God is not in love, your speechlessness has gradually forgotten, your shyness has long been forgotten. On this day of this year, I came to the distorted world of will, the colorful glow sprinkled like a star, seemingly virtual but real, "Boom!", the me in the red dust that roared on the Civil Rights Bridge, the me who roared for nine days, and the me who roared through the eyes of the ages.

Anyway, I am the only one in the will of heaven and earth, how much time is lost in front of my eyes, how much time is lost in front of my eyes, how many thoughts are discarded and picked up by me, day and night, night and night, to taste the deliciousness and bitterness of life.

His hands were entrenched in the void, and finally he understood that he was the head of the Prajna Demon, and the first demon rushed towards me, and I was a little surprised that no one was looking at it before, it was the first god. 」

Xiaoyun knows that each other's consciousness of reality and the consciousness of the other world are communicating and sharing, life is really a dream, there is no eternal era before, and it was laughed at and pitied by later generations, but this is the era of impulsive life.

He is in the eyes of one god and one demon, the eye of gods and demons, and one eye breaks the countless years and years that have passed away for thousands of years. His love is shattered into the void, my proud music emperor, shattered the void.

His stream of consciousness realm, each independent personality, "occasionally shrunken, occasionally chic, a joyful and choked whining song, under the ochre dusk, penetrating a pair of eternal gray eyes, then shout recklessly! If you don't love me, say it loudly, love me and be free."

Anyway, I'm the only one, I'm alone at the end of heaven and earth, I'm the empty at the end, leaving no soul in the shape, anyway, I'm the only one, the end is white, except for your delirium, my love stupidity flies with you into a peerless beautiful utopia.

This year, this night's memories warm my tiredness, count the tears of my lover's heart, it seems to be clear and blurry, the love road is mysterious and whirlpool, toast to you, the good time is Mo Liulian!

Orion is bright ahead, the two bears are entrenched in the Northern Lights, the spring equinox is endless, the stars of the Milky Way Dance are busy, the eyes are wandering to the old and the village, your speechlessness can not be forgotten, my chest is puffing up the reverie of joy and happiness"

"This Year, This Night" Zhang Yusheng sang. (To be continued......)