Many people are talking about life, history, economics, financial management and how to accomplish what happens before the age of what is very different, nothing in the world is great, be your true self!

When people reach a certain level of cognition, they should have their own self-knowledge whether they are surpassed or not.

To paraphrase Brother Wong Yi's article, to amuse himself: One day seven or eight years ago, I was walking among the fields of Lantau Island with a thoughtful friend, Long Yinyue

Walking and walking, they just talked about the question of whether there is fate or not. They came to a small bridge, under the thick shade of the trees, and the stream flowed under the bridge.

Ryu's attention was drawn to another creature. "That butterfly is so beautiful," I followed his gaze, and I saw a large butterfly moored leisurely on a small stone jutting out of the water in the stream below the bridge, and I could not see the beautiful pattern on its wings because of the wings closed.

I said, "Is that beautiful?" Long Yinyue nodded.

My curiosity was aroused, so I picked up a grain of coarse sand on the ground and threw it in the direction of the butterfly more than ten feet away from the bridge, and the coarse sand crossed an arc in the air and fell towards the butterfly, and the coarse sand actually hit the butterfly's head in disbelief that we could not believe it.

A beautiful butterfly fell into the water. With the flow of water, it rushed downstream, and for a while we were speechless and looked at each other!

If I were to throw a butterfly deliberately, I might not be able to throw it a thousand times with a grain of coarse sand, but the butterfly died because of its beauty and my curiosity.

Long Yinyue suddenly said, "Assuming that all life is predestined, the meaning is not up to us. Poor and lowly, I don't believe that fate is just a form of destiny."

I know that the dragon is saying that butterflies are destined to die at my hands. Some people will say that since everything is destined, then why bother working hard? Then don't work hard! Just as Long Yinyue said, if you don't work hard, you can't help yourself, and everything is doomed.

Long Yinyue continued, "At the end of the day, no one can ever know the time. Understand that the true natural destiny clock only represents human experience, and fate represents human limitations hahaha"

I also smiled, I knew that the dragon Yinyue had broken through the limitations in the world of thoughts. He smiled to indicate that he had been able to peek into the Tao. It also means that he is reaching the realm of the 'Boundless Realm'. As for me, I laugh because I understand the preciousness of our "confidants"!

Drunk once in a thousand years

One step high

One of the world's dragons

Heaven and earth dance

Ordinary people live in one place

Freedom to express

Gallop a dragon

Regret a martial arts

A swan song

Love and hate a pot

Joys and sorrows in January

Mountains and seas

【Drunken Dragon Residence - Dragon Moon】

Stride. Walking, walking, faintly, the sound of tears was heard. Strange? How can such a sound occur in a deserted place? As time passed, I took my stride. Walk, walk.

My lover was almost thirty years old, strangely? The tearful voice had been vaguely following me, and I decided not to go, so I stopped and tried to find out why.

It turned out that heaven and earth were crying, crying that we would disappear in the future!

When I realized that my dreams were shattered, and the things I had experienced made me realize that happy love was just a phantom for me, full of sadness and confusion. I need to find a place where my soul rests, maybe the fruits of love are growing everywhere! But for me they are shocking. The meaning of a Western song.

Heartache every day, heal every day, get stronger every day. The road ahead. Lost, help me?

Nothing to do in the Guandu River meditate, watching the mountains and clouds, a landscape, the sky is vast, as if time has stood still. I feel that it is the scenery before the flood, and everything is waiting to begin. It was as if the painter had not been confronted with the blank space before he started his brush, as if the player's fingers had stopped on the keys, holding his breath and concentrating, without a sound, but it was about to begin.

It seems that there is nothing on the stage, no matter how noisy the gongs and drums are, people have not yet appeared, time and space are waiting, waiting for the beginning of life, waiting for the first baby cry in the wilderness, waking up the world and the earth.

An egret flew quietly, and the original static picture suddenly moved. The photo turned into a movie, and in an instant, there was sound, there was action. Usually, before the tide recedes, herons land on the tops of mangrove forests or on the tops of wooden stakes that fall out of the water. They can stay still for a long time, with slender legs, curvy necks, and snow-white bodies, which are particularly eye-catching in the landscape, like a noble sculpture.

The stillness of the heron is actually a kind of concentration. Like the blank space in front of the painter, as much as the silence before the performance, the heron is preoccupied with its survival. The dedication and concentration of life condenses life into a kind of beauty, a beauty like a sculpture. - This is once a female student of literature who was comparing with me whose love writing was better, I almost didn't sleep for seven days and seven nights, and later she admitted that I was a master, but I forgot to write something to prove it to her, I only know that a person who comes out of the collegiate style can't resist the imagination!

With his head bowed and speechless, the world was full of cunning air. Don't go, far away. Looking up at a piece of blue sky, the dragon Yinyue was coming. After watching a section of Neihu Road for a year, what do you think?

What are you laughing at? I don't think about it except laughing.

After a year of reading thousands of books, what do you know?

Why are you crying? I don't know anything other than crying and crying.

Born to laugh, die to cry, happiness and emotion are constantly intertwined

Who broke into the modern Internet, wanting to untie the shackles of the night in the years, the text dressed up the red dust infatuation, just like a young lady who was on the cake, looking up at the split curtain of the Genesis, provoking to the country of love, people coming and going like a fog in five miles, Nadada's horse's hooves are a beautiful mistake! Can't hold Chang'e and kiss the jade rabbit, which poet ruthlessly clears this fog? Who is the returnee and who is passing by, after meeting Lu to see you, the thoughts begin to station, and you are the coolest to become a fairy.

Loneliness falls on the fast technology network, recalling the ancient country, the absolute realization in the contradiction, the past and the future are like the fog of the forest, clearing the fog and seeing the point of no return, there is no way back, turning off the computer is the end of the world, everything is over! You need my protection, I forgot how to protect it, and it's all in their respective years.

The heavens are silent, the gods are silent, laughing and sighing for a thousand autumns and the wind and the moon; a wind song covers the moon, a lifetime is free, step by step, step by step to the road of the king, the road of loneliness.

Love, locked into a building. Walking through the love of the world, you are the only light.

Dancing and hunting, stopping the war and looking for a fight. Give me a flower and die without complaint. Listen to a few swan songs, and think about you. Ethereal total fate, it doesn't stop until death. Sing my songs, listen to your tune, and the spring will shine! Compose my songs, make up your words, life is happy everywhere, the dragon sings the king's rhyme, and the bosom friends are unrestrained

The wind blows, people change, do you feel it? It doesn't matter, you finally become an immortal, and I also become a demon.

It's changed, it seems to be the same, it's changing every day, the wind is blowing, do you feel it? Does it matter? I feel like you're like an angel flying in the sky with broken wings, a false world and a world without emotion, starting from the day I became dominant because of your fall into the demon world, the day when the sun and moon were reversed, the mountains and rivers were displaced, time and space were displaced, and I typed thousands of words to commemorate the traces of the years that began to crack on your face!

Do you feel it? I have no meaning, because without you and other meanings are not my meaning, and I am gradually laughing at the world because of the absence of you! This is really a ridiculous world! Where to go to the heartbroken?

Ode to Black: Piano Annihilation, Chapter 1, Annihilation. 》

Along the seawall, the sea breeze is particularly comfortable, I did not hold Lan's hand, walking on the brick road by the sea in Tamsui Town, she has a flowing beauty with her long hair blown by the wind, and I don't want to possess her at all, just quietly watch some things that seem to be beautiful things in the world.

She looked at me and smiled and said, "The sea is beautiful, and if you can ride the clouds and travel the seas, it is very similar to the gods described in ancient books. 」

The low eaves, the buildings of different styles, some of the windows are covered with moss, and some are planted with trees and flowers, which is very beautiful.

The vision came to a Western-style European-style building, with a Dutch flavor, tulips at the gate, and a windmill in the shape of gray and blue on the door

"Hey, you didn't listen to me, I actually mean that you just don't know how to ride the clouds, otherwise you are very much like the ancient Chinese immortals, happy and freewheeling. It was a café, and I could smell the coffee from afar, and suddenly someone took my arm and looked at me curiously, and the coquettish voice came to my ears.

At that time, I was very much like an immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world, looking at the world with a smile, listening to the voices of all things in the world, and had no desire to have the world in this world. (To be continued.) )