The peach blossoms in the world of the god of war, I always wonder why love should be compared to peach blossoms.

Or the encounter always blooms like a flower, and the peach blossom is just like the pink youth, not glamorous but pure.

Family affection is sometimes as weak as water, but it always nourishes us.

Friendship, and occasionally a little desertion.

And it is precisely love that is a kind of belonging, the so-called combination of yin and yang, and I have never seen yin and yin give birth to negative and negative.

But if you say that yin and yang are combined, wouldn't it be good to have a male and female girlfriend, and continue to be wild.

I'm sorry, I might say, girl, stop being a hooligan, wasting your energy on others, it's too unworthy, confusing yourself, and delaying others.

Master often said that to hit mathematics, we must follow its five and three phases.

I don't quite understand it, and I'm still pursuing it.

This is a definite number, or it may be variable, but it must be changed by a huge force, and this great force may be fatal, and it is not necessary.

But the variables in this can be greatly controlled.

Someone once asked, and asking is nothing more than a comprehension.

There is a forgiveness method in the Tao, but some people like to listen to lies, and some people like to play routines.

Life and life missed the variables, and it was natural again, and nothing changed about life.

The new life has begun, all the gods have returned, how many people can be left alone?

All kinds of dust, like white clay covering the sun, have blinded the eyes of the people, and clouded the dusty sky.

Now everything is clear, the soul returns, the time comes early, just wait for the dust.

♥ The blessing is immeasurable

"The Peach Blossoms of the God of War" Chapter 37: Asking the Dust ~ The beginning is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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