Xiao Luo next door is probably the relationship between the weekend and playing Buddhist scripture music and light music for me all day long, as if Sun Wukong's headache, the more I don't want to listen, the more I hear it, Ha Lu Ha!

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It's not the song of angels, it's the eyes of gods and demons, red, dialyzing all pairs of eyes. The Vision on the left is perceptive of the existence of the world, and the Eye of the Devil on the right is the existence of all desires.

The music in the left ear is a concerto of nature, the violin is playing, the kite is crossed by the alley, and the green grass is growing. The moonlight curtain is elongated, the night and the day and the earth appear together, the stream strings splashing water tones, the water color is full of shadows, the elves are playing, and the faint heaven is singing. The music in the right ear is a high joy, the sound of the percussion of the piano is booming in the whole row, the chorus of the truth is pierced with natural sounds, a dazzling rainbow crosses the sea like a black tide, and the endless pop kills the classical, and the music chases the music.

The seventh song of the North CD is Sinking in the Red Dust.

When he touched my cheek, when he touched my cold hand, the only few memories extracted the eye of the demon god in his soul, dialyzed my beauty, trembling every memory, written into the universe, sailed to the historical rankings, that moment of drunkenness! The dragon chanted and the moon was drunk, flickering in the eternal starry sky, and the immortal love was reflected in the rolling red dust!

The gorgeous stream of consciousness reappears after twenty years. If you want to compete with the imprint of your youth in the past, under the glorious years of Shenghua, the carefree brushwork is hard and elegant, and the free condensation is hard and hard to rush out of the gods. Thinking about it brilliantly and late, thinking miserably turned into despair, and he was wearing a battle robe to the wind. A big defeat with a smile! Stride towards the withering world, and play softly.

The ancient sound is the epicenter, the rivers and lakes of the green pear, the wind and snow, the lock willow eyebrows, and the graceful call of the wind and the moon.

Flick lightly, slap in quarters. The alternation of technology and primitiveness, the body is here, the heart is there, and the beat of the two has no restless thoughts!

Shattered! shattered black wings, vanished white wings. With the eyes of gods and demons, he sank in the red dust and degenerated, ah! Because of my appearance, he was completely shattered, and after it was shattered, a new heart of gods and demons appeared.

Dare to use the universe to fight into the earthly situation of heaven and earth, life and death are all in the promise, God looks at the world, I look at the gods, the devil looks at all things, he looks at the demons, he conveys his thoughts in the red dust, so he misses such and such me. In the red dust at this moment, he knew that he was in the overall situation, under the cosmology, and in the level of gods and demons, he confided his former self to me, which happened to be my age at this time.

This music is world-shattering, the starting point is very high, with gods and demons as the starting point, and then walking down the world, into the red dust, drunk and forgetful of the world, forgetting everything.

Shen, what a sinking word.

Hongchen has love, because of me, the affection he gave me is here, from music to break through, and evolve into a more outstanding self, but after the evolution, does he still love me?

Don't ask me, I don't know, ask him.

Coming, the song of the angel, as if a person is in an empty day, day after day, day after day, powerless to change anything, as if I want to say love to you but don't know which one to say to you, no one to say, no one, angels come and redeem themselves.

The soft music, the subtle transmission into the heart, the light angel, the laughter-like rhythm, the natural elegance, the freedom and warmth of the idle clouds and wild cranes snurture each oneself, the singing of the empty mountain and the spiritual rain, the chorus of the flute, the simple pop melody, the happiness of nine out of nine, the essence of the music with a hint of sorrow, and the world, the world of the peach blossom spring, the kingdom of heaven, the dream come true.

I am his angel. To the north CD Angel Song I am the eyes he longs for, although I often order eye drops, hehe! was discovered, blatantly walking while pointing eye drops, that woman doesn't love beauty?

Recently, I have found that he misses me more and more, and my proportion in his heart is getting bigger and bigger, that's good! Look at how he uses me to transcend the world, in this ordinary day, he turns me into this angelic song, into a beautiful female god of war, and I am heroic and he adventures in the sky of the universe, the heavens and the earth are indestructible, the terrible demons and monsters are in groups, the evil alien creatures are in formation, the space wormhole full of dangers, the great array of secret treasures in the fairy world, chasing the future back to the ancient past.

That's right, the goddess of the starry sky is me, and the cosmic travel and war records are all based on the theme song of the Angel's Song, just say it! He transferred the branch of the Forgotten Demon Book to the side of the Bright Sun, but the protagonist changed to me after he came back from Beijing, it should be said that I began to officially appear, and he wanted to fight with him again when he was nineteen years old, and compared, I don't believe that I can't surpass the pure and sincere true self at that time.

It's just that it can't be compared, because I proved here that he lost, and he couldn't get it back, he had a mind that he didn't have before, called the demon heart, also called the heart of enlightenment, he didn't need to realize at that time, there was no need, but now he wants to lose is to lose at this point, and he can write a love letter in one breath at that time, and now he can only write intermittently, and he can write as much as he likes at that time, and now he can only say one percent of his mental strength, which means that he is not writing!

The situation is different, the environment is different, the object and the encounter are different, the only thing worthy of his pride in the past is me, the only one in his life with the girl he loves, I have the memory of traveling, the only one that makes him feel his happy heartbeat!

The cold of the refrigerator in the outdoor area of Beijing, my almost unconscious hands, and the smile and patting me in front of the Starbucks coffee shop, his eyes are full of beauty that I exude. In the ski resort, in the garden and wooded road next to the frozen lake, in the paper art shop, the backpack that was suddenly lost in the café was lost

It's no wonder why I was ranked first by him.

So far in his life, I am the only heroine in his love letter who has a history of travel with him, but I regret that the dream he wants to fulfill the most, the trip to Huadong, to go with his favorite woman, has not been realized.

This angel song also has a name, called the void, which represents his dream into a void, the boundless waiting, this is life! Angel Netherworld Void, well! That is his regret as the King of Freedom! And who has no regrets? Just how to look at it! Happy Angel, Battle Angel, Weeping Angel, Gentle Angel, Beautiful Angel, Innocent Angel, Dark Angel Each angel has something unique, so what about me?

Jazz, lazy, relaxed, and at ease, North CD Song 9: Ode to the Night.

Praise the serene beauty of the night, how many nights alone, although I am not like him almost all alone, but I am also a praiser of the night.

Those who race against time, if they don't chase the time of the night, how much they ruin the spirit of the night, he said. He often hunts time, obviously hunted by the years, but ironically, what years are merciless, he shows mercy to the years, anyway, the contradictory words are what he says, I don't think he cares very much!

Jazz music is suitable for listening, not suitable for commentary, and not suitable for frequent listening, that is his personal way of listening. I don't think I like jazz very much, I didn't tell him, in fact I didn't have a chance to tell him more, otherwise she would have been the main one here, and she would be me.

Add some South American reggae music style, magnetic and exciting, but also add a treacherous flavor, and rap a detective novel story in the middle, but he doesn't say it now, I don't know what to say, I'll leave it for when it's elegant.

Oh oh oh! What is it! But the author is him, just let him call the wind and rain, whatever!

This song has no feeling of love, under the shade of the big sun tree, lying in a hammock and sleeping, sleeping the most! Listening to the most sleepy time of the day at night when you are not sleeping, it is better to have the wind! It is better to sleep when it blows. Then I don't have to work for a big dinner at night, and I have a happy vacation without worries, but he said that it is best to have a partner, a partner with common interests, and there must be, otherwise what is it to travel alone? )