In Zheng Zifu's dream, this moment is surprisingly quiet

He couldn't hear what was being said

Blossoming flowers, withering in an instant

The face of water gradually faded out of sight

The huge cross hung low

Under the thick canopy in the distance, it swayed slightly. Pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info suffocating

The dark clouds are big and big, and they gather to the edge of the sky like a lost soul

The wind raged, sweeping away all the weight

He didn't shed tears. Nor thoughts

It's just floating, it's floating, it's floating......

Float up to the treetops and catch the song of the lark

Drifting to the moon, the clear light makes the shadow, and the scenery is picturesque

Floating in the book, a thousand words turned into a wisp of clouds, quietly dispersed into the evening breeze

Drift into a dream, tell the past, bit by bit

In the valley, under the blue sky

In the bar, on the side of the road. In the dim light

Searching, year after year

In the vast sea of people, in a long time

Sometimes sober, sometimes confused

In Li Shangyin's poems, in Wang Shifu's plays

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. There must be no thoughts of right and wrong in the mind, it must be empty, only in this way can we be invincible. Zheng Zifu was in a dream, heard this, said, isn't this exactly what I want, and suddenly found that in the dream, he actually brought a mask, what kind of face is hidden under this mask, no one knows, another Zheng Zifu appeared in the dream, and said, God gave you a face, but you created another one for yourself. "The true self and the external disguise fight each other, and the winner is inseparable. However, under the effect of the mask, Zheng Zifu is omnipotent and can do anything, which makes another Zheng Zifu helpless, although Zheng Zifu can't take off the mask, he does all the good deeds for the benefit of the country and the people, so that another Zheng Zifu is amazed, the mask is magical, each mask since birth, has always represented people's yearning for beautiful things, or to cover up the deception behind all the beauty, the mask has magic, has not yet exerted his demonic nature, just because Zheng Zifu's inner kindness against this magic, night falls, cool breeze, the courtyard is silent, chickens and dogs have been peaceful。

Call friends and gather in the courtyard, gradually enter the room, and the hall is lit with candles.

The box of words is opened, and people do not stop talking; talking about the world and the earth, talking about the past and the present.

Looking back at the past, I was in school at that time, and I was naughty and mischievous, and everyone was happy.

Now he is living in a solid place, his face is full of tears, and the society is complex, and it is difficult to gain a foothold.

Looking forward to the future, working hard, and unscrupulous means in order to dominate the industry.

The hour had advanced, and the morning had arrived, and the sound had stopped, and it was long late.

In the blink of an eye, the hall was empty, only the people remained, and the candlelight was extinguished, and the bed was moved.

Looking out the window, the moonlight is hazy, and Chang'e is alone in the moon palace.

Strip into bed, lie on the bed, toss and turn, but do not sleep.

Thoughts wandered, stopping at one person, and the voice and smile suddenly fell into the mind.

Looking back at the past, it was about her, and it was vivid and clearly recognizable.

The more I think about it, the more I regret it, and when I regret it, I complain about myself.

Then the time is gone, and it is in vain, and the time is not waiting for others, and it is gone.

He died of pain, his eyes were watery, he couldn't wake up, and he dreamed of old age. That's life

A wide range of cups and washing utensils. In the morning of waking up, a faint fog obscured people's eyes, and the confusion in their hearts floated on their faces. The birds in the woods were singing incessantly, and where were their hearts? The bright sunlight dispelled the fog, and everything was put aside. The fog cleared, and his own path was in the distance. Thank you for supporting Zheng Zifu, the first person on the list, this chapter ends.

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