Chapter 640: The End
Chapter 640: The End
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When I went to the Carrefour Guangqu store, I found that there were a lot of people who went to the night market, but after entering the one-way line and taking the elevator upstairs, I found a sign that said "Apology", saying that in order to avoid disturbing the people, the store did not participate in the night market activities, but the coupons were returned as promised after ten o'clock. We were fooled again! The time to buy something for 500 yuan was very tight, and the fun of shopping was lost, so we went home empty-handed. Prepare to go again the next day. Seeing someone pushing a cart full of things out, I asked if there was a coupon return, and replied: It's back, and the coupon will start at half past nine.
In fact, if you go shopping for 500 yuan in four times, you can spend two months, and one purchase is an extra 100 yuan but only enough for a month. The more you buy, the more you eat.
So we are only going to use 500 for the 2000 yuan shopping voucher once, and the remaining 1500 can be spent for a few more months. I'm too lazy, and the flour I bought when my parents-in-law were there last year didn't finish feeding the chickens, and now I use it to wash the dishes. I have never done noodle rolling, dumplings, and baking boxes, and I have always bought ready-made.
Before the Spring Festival, I was going to end this film and give myself a holiday, I asked Yahoo's friend Aladdin what kind of ending he wanted, and he said: "To be more satisfying, it is the kind that everyone can accept, and you don't have to pretend to be profound."
I'm not pretending to be profound or pretending to be high, I'm presenting the truth, at least the truth in my eyes. I know that sometimes what I see is not necessarily the truth, and sometimes what I think and feel is not necessarily the right truth, but there is no doubt that they, the four virgins, have not left me a word all winter.
Someone explained: A virgin is a man who has been treated.
I can only say that there is really something wrong with the sentence "I am not a virgin, please refuse to chat", maybe others regard me as mentally ill: I am a lot older, and I still ask the other party to be a virgin when we chat. But I'm just targeting the kind of people who come up and ask for a video and send a pornographic animated picture.
Before I blogged, I lived a breezy life, and I never thought that I would be happy and sad in my heart. Originally, it was to dispel fear, and it was written that it began to catch up with the fashion: crossing, romance, social ethics, magic, mood diary, and finally this nondescript hodgepodge can be strung together with "**", so the protagonist becomes a homosexual.
Freud said, "Man is an imbecile retarded creature governed by instinctive desires. "I have written from May 21, 2008 to today, and I have made a wonderful note on this proposition.
At this moment, my heart still yearns for that blissful dizziness.
But I knew that I had to let go of others in style and at the same time learn to be tolerant of myself, or I would lose joy forever.
I keep my signature as "I am true to my heart, true to my pain, and true to my judgment that will not be tampered with by others." "I chose to leave quietly because I didn't have the courage to stay.
Someone comforted me like this: "Even if it's a piece of, there will be a day when I meet a shell." So you don't have to worry too much about who you are today. I forwarded this sentence to the people who were still waiting infatuately at the time of the child, who had time to have the body and so on, and I had no more, and if the child did not sleep, I would soon be forty years old.