I would love to fly at midnight without restrictions. On the right side of the provincial city of Chao Kho, a tall tower stands diagonally over the order in the sky, and then I stand at the top of the tower, looking at the horizon in the distance, and I remember that the Vietnamese woman wrote in MSN:

When the faint bell wakes you up again, / Please take me away at the same time the beauty of the day

And on the plane I saw, there was also a figure, this person was wearing a very wide black robe, slowly floating out of thin air, and in an instant, a huge soul circle appeared from behind him.

"Iron-blooded pact in the darkness!" the black-cloaked swordsman stretched out his five fingers to grasp the dim universe in front of him, "My dear Father. "I've already found the person you wanted. ”

Afterwards. A girl in Dai Yi walked up to us and glanced at Li Tong clearly, "This screature in the ashes looks beautiful. "The girl in the dress received our sins and whispered to them, "Repent of it." "There is still very little power that has come out of the stars and flowed into my skin. It's like a wildflower that blooms in an instant and then fades. Li Tong and I asked the girl, "Who are you?"

The hoarse voice of the black-cloaked swordsman emerged from the night:

"Even though you have become human, sometimes I am jealous of you. "The black sky has been in the north for a hundred years. When he fell, he begged the saint to leave with her. ”

"But the saint rejected us!" "Can you make a contract with me?" "Xiao Ye, we know that you haven't come to your senses yet. "But you protect the black sky in my place, and become your own. With that, they levitated and stepped through the void.

The moment he left, the sound of the wind suddenly appeared and then disappeared, and the moon shone like clear snow.

"Li Bai, do you feel it? There is the smell of stars everywhere here. ”

It is bubbling and dissipating, and it is gorgeous, and it shines with the subjective feeling of a rose.

My divine consciousness flashed with strong martial intent, "What is this?" ”

"The strength of martial arts cultivation is very similar to have been improved. And what else goes to the Psychics. I also said to Li Tong, "It's very similar to how I evolved into a spirit building spirit." "Like a flame made by the burning of dark matter, I have read the philosophical books of Gaston Bashira, and I understand that fire is immanent and super-life, much like natural hatred and revenge (1). It's like I never had to cut it. Forever.

I saw just blackened, damp pavement. No matter how lonely I am, I can't get away from them. for this darkness is covered with clouds. I saw the patrol in the city suddenly go out, and the soldiers surrounded the demons found in the city, and then the knife suddenly appeared from the shadows, but he flashed the metal stream weapon in the soldier's hand, and escaped into the void and said:

"My fate is subservient to an infinite number of kinds, and only one endangers itself. ”

"Do you know why?" After that, the moon shadow floated, enveloping me Pan Xiao and attacking the moon.

However, the shadow of the body in the city is grassy. What is left in it is transparent, not ugly, but a formal structure without relent, and we suddenly find it, which is depressing and not eternal.

I felt like all the smells were gone. Tobacco. Thin dripping of alcohol. Le Tong and the rose on the Vietnamese woman. I saw the girl tuck back her long chest hair and her eyes furrow slightly. Long eyelashes purse into a stiff beauty:

In it, you will see / how life engulfs itself,

Yet until the rainy night, there was me in these / dim, flat voices.

We see the world in silence, and the snow is falling again. This primitive shape floods here. Because they run in regulations. Then they were found to have fallen on the side of the road. They become cloudy. And it seems to be a dialectical movement of accidental events.

Therefore, it seems that what the Vietnamese woman saw could not happen in the slightest, as if because of the twilight, the flowers were blown off, and then fell to the ground, and then the wind blew to the whole world. "I still love the Alps in Zurich," the Vietnamese woman showed me a book of Smborska's poems she bought at the airport bookstore.

Then when the girl raised her head, she showed the sexy lines of her neck.

I look at the watch, 8:10, and then the universe eventually goes parallel again. Towards self-reliance.

"What do you think of me?" the Vietnamese woman looked up at the sky carefully, her eyes suddenly clear.

"I would love to go to the grasslands of Karajun. ”

So we drove with the Vietnamese woman from Mejon to (Houqi)-s312 to the Thanh Ha toll booth, and then walked a few sections of the national highway, so it was 8 p.m. to the Slphia 5-11 Hotel in Karajun (2).

"Are you feeling tired? "I said,

"What would you like to drink here?"

The Vietnamese woman asked for a light iced gin, and the girl's side face was very clear, so I thought night was her color. It's like a flower on the other side. Clean. Kindness. Therefore, it will not be recovered, and it will be fainted. I feel that this girl has not changed, just like the emptiness emanating from the bottom, why do you say what you want to say to others, sober but forget.

"In these, I feel like I'm both away and very close," the Vietnamese woman added.

"I always want to forget something forever, and I can do it all, but I always want to be silent. ”

In these, Xiao also I was in a trance.

"The night is stunned, and after it has passed, I still have thoughts in these things," the Vietnamese woman looked up at the sky carefully, feeling distant and abrupt, so her eyes dimmed again, "I just want to follow you," she also felt embarrassed and conflicted. After leaving the Slphia 5-11 Hotel, we walked through the separate tower gate by the lake, and as the moon was setting, I saw the Holy See swordsman wearing a black mask and a black coat dancing in the wind, making a clear sound.

Vietnamese woman said:

"My farewell was completely natural, not swayed by any circumstance. ”

"But I know that they are still there, and at last they will stand on the ground. and kindness. Because you are with me, thank you Xiao Ye. I said, "I don't want to see that you are not ours." Then the Vietnamese woman looked up at the dim twilight. Distant mountains. as well as churches.

The petals were blown by the wind, fell to the ground, and swirled after a few jumps.

She reached out to catch the shortly falling petals, which slid past her hand and then hung low.

"I won't allow you to forget me," she said quietly, like life is a sudden, "so are we, I have not missed this age, but regret that they are getting farther and farther away." ”

The Vietnamese woman sat silently, moonlight, obviously feeling a little stunned, she said: "In my eyes, these are just our illusions, I don't know L is still in it." The girl's eyes were dark, and she raised her dark pistol to aim at the phantom of nothingness. Tears really flowed, rolling, and dripping down her index finger.

Then the Vietnamese woman closed her eyes and felt the darkness after L's death, so deep, with an unchangeable shallowness. "I finally don't have a past," she says (3). If starting is a possibility, let's start in the dark. ”

After 3 hours. 6 hours later. After 40 hours.

My MSN reply to Vietnamese women:

And we are very satisfied in the wind, because

Alcohol drunk

into branches, and land, and white clouds

Then we took the train to Moscow in Vladivostok and spent a full 42 hours in the air. Gloomy railway station in the district of Elalbaicin. Along the way, you will see Korean girls and purple flowers, and they will feel like they have been kicked into the darkness. "Soon I will be sentient beings. A warrior shouted from afar, and briskly chased after him, becoming the smallest of the shadows on the horizon.

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