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And she just looked, he only smiled, and said goodbye to his sister-in-law.

But among them, there are many details that are difficult for ordinary people to know, which have unfolded like a plot.

Taller than the mountain, bigger than the town! Hua Shan used the means of cultivating truth to show part of her heart, which resembled herself, which was her state of mind.

He Le can see clearly, this is Hua Shan's heart shape, her heart is bigger than her, too big, more than ten million times, like a small city.

The more depressed the mind, the more violent the mood becomes.

This is still the performance that He Le has initially gained some of her trust. She was willing to open part of her mind opposite He Le and engage in an alternative exchange in the cultivation realm. Otherwise, she would have been depressed.

Once the suppression is excessive, the mood explodes, and the fa madness and fa madness are still light.

He was naturally glad that she was able to release her state of mind.

He smiled and smiled at the sight of her.

Seeing that she could do this, she smiled even more, and smiled widely. It's not just He Le, it's the long face of heaven and earth, and all things are brilliant.

Although He Le did not deliberately expand himself, he was able to keep his state of mind basically the same as his external self, and revealed the true state of mind he had obtained from cultivating his true cultivation to the world.

It was only a few hours later that he realized the materialization of his thoughts on the roof of Wang Pin's company, and at this time, his state of mind was as big as his stature -- "I have as big a heart as I have", which is a rare realm of consistency inside and outside.

This is a state of balanced mind that even a Buddha could hardly hold for a long time.

The realm of the soul comes out of itself, and it is generally difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, which is the self-knowledge of the seeer, and there is no need to compete too much.

He Le did not deliberately do not want to be known, nor did he want to have too many secrets that could not be declared. He is not afraid that people will understand him and understand him.

On the contrary, I am afraid: pluck the silk strings alone, and I hope that no one will say. I am afraid that there are few acquaintances, and no one listens to the broken strings. This is the plot of his long-term literary cultivation to make a longing for readers.

I don't want to have no readers in my heart, someone wants to understand, and even communicate, why is it too late to be happy, how can I not respond?

He Le smiled, using his good prose poetry moistening technique, with a sincere smile, to render the joyful mood of meeting and communicating with Hua Shan.

In Hua Shan's eyes, He Le moved the whole dusk.

Although his state of mind is only as big as his, his infectious power is boundless.

He Le smiled, and the world that Hua Shan saw was immediately different.

Hua Shan saw He Le's smile shining out like sunshine. Her discerning eyes quickly saw that his state of mind was him, and his state of mind was laughing at Fa Light was like this.

He is a humanoid sun of fa-rays, and the radiance of his state of mind shines like the sun.

Two suns suddenly appeared in Hua Shan's big eyes, and these two suns were not competing for brilliance, but adding luster to each other.

Sunset: Setting in the west, although it is round, it is not full. Originally, it was as sensitive as Hua Shan could feel that it was helpless, lost, and deviated from its own track, although it was full of red light, but it was struggling. It is unwilling to give this blank land to the Mid-Autumn Moon to rule, it knows that this night, the bright moon will be more brilliant than it, the sunset is bloody, it is unwilling, how can it be embarrassed?

With He Le's smile, the sunset was complete.

Hua Shan saw that as soon as He Le's smile arrived, the sunset suddenly became vigorous, and after crossing that mileage, it was home, and with home, what else to fight for? The joy of returning late was endless, sprinkled all over the sky and the earth, the sunset was more sunny, and the sunset was smiling, not to mention the West Mountain.

Xishan: In Hua Shan's state of mind, they never know what love is, they have always been as cold and arrogant as Lu people, and they never care about the life and death of others, even themselves. Through the ages, they have never been moved, even if they are for the sunset, they have never supported it, even if they let it go, they have not, and they always indifferently watch the sunset hit their heads again and again. They are not even as good as the Lu people, even if the blood of the Lu people is cold, they will give some sympathy, but they don't even have blood!

Xishan is a portrayal of Huashan's loneliness.

She is stubbornly lonely outside the hustle and bustle of the world like Xishan.

Her loneliness is like a mountain, a mountain in the west! Dozens of heavy, stronger than strong squeezed towards He Le, heavier and heavier. She didn't want to do that, but her loneliness was so heavy that it was out of her control.

Hua Shan has reached the state of mind of Xiuzhen, but she does not have the ability to control it very well. If He Le's state of mind is as big as herself, she can't do it, it's too difficult, it's difficult.

Xishan can't stop it, after all, it's a smile.

I only "saw" He Le's smile spread into the sky, not only the sun was happy, the sky was cheerful, and even Xishan was smiling.

The distant mountains smiled, in Hua Shan's eyes, the West Mountains were also plated with heavy golden light, the West Mountains softened, the West Mountains turned into petals of golden light, each West Mountain is a lotus petal, they together, hold the sun!

The mountain with stubborn rocks and solid soil has a spirit, the ancient sun is young, the clouds tangled in Tianyu's face like a pimple have stretched, the vegetation is greener, and the voice of Wan Lai has become more than a little louder.

He Le cracked his mouth, he opened his mouth and smiled, he laughed.

The world in his state of mind is more vivid, the sun is brighter, the sunset is redder, the sky is brighter, everything is blooming with the breath of its existence, and they are all confiding their hearts in their own ways.

Lu said, I want to stretch farther, the stone said, I have leaned on the side to let you, Lu, can you take me for a ride, the grass said, the sun you go slowly, the tree said, I have a lot of leaves and money just to shake, God, don't be red-eyed, the frog said, Wow!

The whole dusk is like unfolding a vast scroll, which is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. This dusk is more colorful than ever.

Hua Shan looked at all this, this was He Le's state of mind, not hers.

Although she is not a ruthless person, his heart touches the heavens and the earth, but it can't move her.

Because her state of mind is too lonely, her loneliness is an unspeakable suffering, her loneliness is too deep, deep under the earth, her loneliness is too far, far away from the nine heavens. Farther than heaven and earth is her inner heart, which is lost outside of reality.

Heart, the budding ground of the state of mind.

His loneliness was on his face, if he had loneliness.

Her loneliness is in her heart, and her heart is as lonely as it is.

She looked at He Le's state of mind and expressed her state of mind more intensely.

The bright red sunset like spring flowers suddenly collapsed in large chunks, withered into Hua Shan's eyes as big as a strange stone lake, all liquefied, and dripped down one by one!

Rouge tears!

The sister-in-law burst into tears.

He Le smiled and wept. She couldn't stop, she couldn't control her mood.

These are tears from the bottom of my heart. Tears flowed, too hurried, like spring flowers falling red, lonely and scattered, reluctant to give up day and night.

The flowing water falls and the flowers go in spring, and the tears of hatred are dry.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, and spring flowers are not either. But it's not, it's also falling, and there is more loneliness left.

Hua Shan shed tears, just because they were magnified more than 10 million times, and turned into two tears pouring from the high mountains, two springs into a river, a river of tears, and a rouge river were magnificent, rushing towards He Le.

In the Rouge River, Hua Shan's two eyelashes fell into it, turning into an oolong ten meters long and more than 100 zhang long, stirring tears into the sky, bravely impacting, the goal He Le.

He Le can't ignore it. At the age of establishment, He Le is no longer an incompetent person. But no matter how much you can, how can you be lonely?

Ho Le independent twilight, his twilight.

Half a mile away, facing the sister-in-law. The beauty of the sister-in-law is infinitely close to the level of Qu Wei.

He looked at Hua Shan, Hua Shan is a monthly salary family, she has already taken a shower after work, changed out of her work uniform, and put on casual clothes.

Independent twilight, the sister-in-law changed into a silk skirt in her twilight.

The loneliness of the body, two or three points is cool, four or five points are inexplicable, the heart has thousands of knots, the eyebrows are like far daisies, the eyes are like deep wells, and the rouge tears are blowout. This is Hua Shan and her state of mind.

He Le made a move with his right hand, this was his heart moving, and the hand of the body did not move, so it attracted cold rain.

Evening rain.

In autumn, the clothes are single, the rain is also cold, and it is slightly cold.

This "micro" is the same degree as He Le's smile, just because it comes from He Le.

It was a clear evening, and there could be no autumn rain.

But in He Le's state of mind, some of them were yesterday dusk, and more than one of them had rain at dusk yesterday.

When the heart moves, it will come.

The dusk rain and drizzle he invited were dripping and overwhelming in the big vision of Hua Shan's state of mind, diluting the rouge tears and diluting the rouge river.

The rain is endless, the saffron is wet with rain rouge, and the rain washes the rouge and tears endlessly!

The rain hit the rouge and the mud was all over the ground. The sister-in-law's loneliness continues, and Hua Shan's tears continue.

No matter how dense the rain is, how can it be so dense and lonely?

Just like the legend, after a long cry, it will grow into a forest of flowers and trees. Rouge tears turned into mud, fell red all over the ground, and soon, the forest flowers and trees grew all over the double shark flat.

I chose the rain, and I had a happy mind in it. Because he knows who the tears are with, and who the rain should be with, he can be more sultry - "the tears on the pillow are the rain before the steps".

It wasn't enough to invite cold rain. He Le already knew that "attracting cold rain" was only half of his trick.

"Invite the cold rain to save the wind", this is the complete trick of He Le's state of mind. For Hua Shan, only the ability of the wind and drizzle level was used.

The wind is more rainy, and the tear stains since ancient times, like the wind flow, have been blown away by the rain and wind.

He Le pulled his left hand and brought the wind.

The rain can be invited, of course, it can save the wind, it all comes from the heart, and the heart is moving.

Attracting the cold rain to save the wind, although He Le did not use the power of this move, it was enough.

The autumn wind rises, and the clouds fly where the autumn wind rises. The autumn wind passes through the forest, and the fallen leaves of the forest flowers and trees fall down. Pieces of maple leaves are red, wind and rain pass through the forest, and the fallen leaves are reduced to smoke clouds, returning to the sky, and re-becoming the sunset.

Why is it hard for the wind and rain to blow the flowers, and it is difficult to stay when the red is gone.

Tears are the precursor of flowers, leaves are the body of flowers, and trees are the body of leaves. The flowers are falling, the forest flowers are withering, He Le has laughed, and the clouds are open and the moon is bright.

He put away his state of mind, and her state of mind returned to his heart.

Everything is the same, everything is still there, and the world is not transferred by feelings.

It's not that one, it's not one of those, dusk.

-- This is this twilight, the twilight of the Mid-Autumn Festival in 1997.