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70 Mistakes of Misfortune

What kind of nostalgia there is, what kind of forgetfulness, what kind of loneliness of the heart

, what is terrifying, what kind of horror and fear there is, I don't know where it is all over again

What has become of chaos there, there is chaos, there is no humanity, there is no place

There's all the general chaos, it's a chaotic world, it's like a chaotic world

The general world has what kind of impossibility, what kind of endlessness, and what kind of it

The helplessness of the blank and looking back.

There is something blank there, there is something helpless there, and there is something

There's something that's hard to forget, something that's struggling, something that's very difficult, and then it's forgetting

What I have forgotten, where the difficulties are rooted, what kind of pain and pain there are, where I am rooted

The roots are also trivial there, and they can't distinguish between right and wrong and black and white, waiting, it's a wait, it's good

It's like a long, long wait. I want to cherish something, and suddenly I let go there,

There you let go completely, you have to let go of your hand, you have to let go of your hand, you have to forget when you let go of your hand, and you let go of your hand there

Forgetting, as if you were going to forget everything there.

What kind of companionship should there be, and what kind of companionship will exist again, and what kind of companionship will exist

What kind of companionship exists there, and there is pain, and there is no way or way

Make move. Waiting, waiting, waiting, stepping forward, yes

It belongs to the pace of life, and in that life, what is there has been changed there, has begun

It became unrecognizable there. What kind of progress is still changing,

It's still constantly changing, and in the midst of that change, it's unexpected and unimaginable

So so.

Time shuttles in the white sunshine, like nostalgia shuttling there, and like forgetting and forgetting

Carrying there shuttles, it is always unknown something, and it is always the general of the heart wandering and undoubtedly seeking,

The mind wanders hesitantly there, as if there will be any gains outweigh the losses, and it is repeated there

The land is doing something that is not worth the loss. I know it's a mistake, but I still want to try it because I want to

To know what is right, what is right, and what should be taken for granted. In there

In the midst of constant control, there is something terrifying and crazy changing in it. Over there

I'm scared, as if I'm getting scared of something, and it seems to be a stranger and stranger there

Kind.

There is something strange there, and there is something that seems impossible there

There is also something there that seems to be about to be forgotten, right and wrong, wrong and wrong

Confused, the heart will hurt there, the heart will die there, because it has been cherished, and the truth is at a certain time

In a certain moment, I really cherished it, I really cared about it, and I really forgot it there

It's as if it's going to be forgotten for a long, long time.

In that sunlight is a beam of white light, like someone's smiling eyes, like anyone's smiling eyes,

What kind of doubts, what kind of confusion exists there, colicing somewhere in the heart

, a certain bosom of the heart, forgotten in that warm bosom, forgotten in that warm bosom, in

That warm bosom, I don't want to think about anything again, and I have to cry. There weeping

, sad and helpless there, and it seems to be there to forget at a loss, and it seems to be long-term

It's been a long, long time to forget.

What there is is is there to maintain, there to wait, as if it is very difficult there

Waiting hard, waiting very painfully, it seems that I am at a loss for pain there

Troubles breed in it, and what kind of forgetfulness and long-term troubles are at a loss in it

It seems that it can't be changed there. Suddenly stiff, suddenly strange, too

There, all of a sudden, forgotten is as if it had been forgotten for a long time. will be there to fear,

Very frightened, very frightened of what kind of forgetting.

What kind of strangeness, what kind of can't be done, and what kind of pain and pain

Conceived, conceived in the heartbeat, conceived in the heartbeat of pain and pain, because what is there will be there

It's painful, and it's going to be hard there, it's going to be hard, it's going to be painful there, in the end

Or choose to forget there, forget something that is impossible, forget something that is impossible, and forget something that is not

The pain is also there to pull out his heart, liver and heart and lungs, as if it will be there

So you have to take it out completely generally.

That deep pain, a weakness that could no longer be lifted, was a weakness that was there to collapse

, what kind of prostration, what kind of weakness, what kind of fear,

However, it is not something that can be feared if you are afraid, and it is not something that you can avoid if you are unwilling. What is it like?

The torture and pain can't be avoided there, and there is a kind of stiffness that can't be done there

Kind. The weeping was cowardly there, and the weeping seemed to be silent in the quiet of the night

So so.

What kind of crying is disordered there, and what kind of crying is not there

I don't know. That's something that can't be done, and it's completely impossible. Life because

What kind of impossibility will exist, and because of the disorder and impossibility in it, I will eventually want to forget

, want to be painfully forgotten there, want to be forgotten there for a long time, will struggle there, just

It seems to be forgotten as if it belongs to life, and what kind of beating is there in forgetting, forgetting it

What kind of forgetting, what kind of forgetting, what kind of heart will be all, that's how to get

I took it all out, and in the end, it was still empty, and it was still so finished

The whole piece, with what kind of emptiness there is impossible, is so quiet that it seems to be there

There's a general impossibility that swallows everyone up.

Let the impossible disappear there, let the impossible be there

There is a vacancy and blankness, and what cannot be found is there for a long time and cannot be found

, what is very short, what kind of shortness is there in the air, when life is chasing and seeking

When you don't get something, you choose to be strong there, and you choose what to do again

Strong, and also standing up again in that strength, she wants to stand up, she wants to find herself

In her own heart, she wants to find the support point of her dreams and life, she doesn't want to be confused, and she doesn't want to be sleepy

Confused, but it seems that there will always be what kind of confusion and pain to experience there

and uneasiness, what kind of forgetting and loss of heart.

What was waiting, haggard waiting, also there haggard waiting, smiling

, what kind of firmness and strength are precipitated there, and the precipitation of time is the precipitation of courage,

Between right and wrong is a choice, and in that general world that is completely distorted, it is one

Stubborn protests are general, there are some protests there, and there are some opposition

, it seems that there is something there to refuse, and in the end, it is there to forget and forget

in general.

There are constant conflicts, there will be conflicts there, what kind of run-in, what is there

What kind of friction, what kind of friction there is, what kind of long, very long, very long, whatever, there is also

What has been there for a long time, as if it has been there for a long time, for a long time.

Seeking, seeking, is a part of life, and it is difficult to part of life

I don't want to explain anything anymore, and I don't want to look for it anymore

Something, just empty there, just something floating there like bubbles

In the floating bubbles, there is what kind of horror, what kind of blandness, and there is also there

In the ordinary, I still want to miss something, and I am trying to maintain something there

Something floated there, like a floc floating in the air.

A beam of light, like a knife, like a sharp sword, cut through a dark curtain there

, The darkness in front of him was suddenly cut open by a beam of white light, and at the same time

, she felt a bright and bright world there, and at this moment, she squinted

Only then did her eyes see the black hair, black clothes and black pants that had been walking in front of her all the time, and black shoes

The man, he stood in front of him, and there he stood motionless in the hole that was just big enough for a man

In the mouth.

The white fox's spirit slowly got used to this white light, and she didn't go any further, because of the eyes

The man in front of her was there and stopped walking, and she was finally there sighing, very calm

, and it seems to be crying there with some kind of sorrow and regret, and it is also there

Crying for a long, long time.

When there is a void in the mind, when the blank is filled, completely filled in there, she

She doesn't know what exists, and she doesn't particularly know and understand the meaning and value of existence. She's both

I almost forgot what I was here for, and what I lived for. That's from scratch

The man with his feet all black was standing in front of him, just standing in front of him with his back to her

It's like you're waiting for something, it's like you're thinking about something, it's like you're waiting

The changes in front of him seemed to be waiting for the changes behind him, and behind him, again

What is it? Who is it?

The white fox's spirit felt that she was thinking too much, and she blamed herself in her heart for thinking too much and being too weird

At this moment, she felt the chains of the water on her body loosen there, right there

It had to be completely loosened, and she just stood there as usual, very calmly, very calmly

Standing on the ground often, and when she could stand on the flat ground properly, her mind, instantly

Something passed by, and the thought was caught, but it was a word that was so clear that it would disturb the heart: fast

Run, run.

What kind of unknown and terrifying, what kind of timidity, and what kind of unknown

In the midst of that unknown, she felt that she was not very curious, at least not herself

She was curious to know something, to understand and understand something, and she didn't want to know it anymore

She didn't want to find out, she was just afraid there, and she would be afraid there for no reason

And uneasy, where there is no control, where there is unbearable, where there is pain, and where pain

, as if in all the winds, there are whose eyes, whose painful and distant eyes

, which was the most familiar eye for her.

She misses those eyes very much, she misses those hands very much, and once touched her snow-white face

With big hands, who has treated her well as an ordinary little animal, an ordinary little pet.

It was the first person who didn't want to kill her, and it was the failure of the childhood she was most familiar with. When he grows up

She doesn't remember it very clearly, but when the memories keep repeating themselves in her mind, she does

There it was determined that he, Ye Luokong, was indeed her childhood playmate, yes, it was still him. she

Recalled him a little late. And what about him? Did he deny her? He denied it again at this moment

What about her who has turned into a white fox?

She doesn't know her heart very well, she doesn't know her heart very well, why it is like that

Panic, why is it so messy, she just wants to run away in a panic there, she runs away

The earth wants to dodge, because the journey of life is always there long, very long, very long something

It's going to be terrible there, it's going to be there, it's going to be there, it's going to be there, it's going to be there, it's going to be there,

There will be forgetfulness, there will be helplessness, but she is there afraid of that feeling of forgetting,

She would also be there, scared, terrified, at that overwhelmed perception and feeling. What kind of it

The sky, like a corner of the sky somewhere in her heart, was shattered there

It seems to be the shattering of the sky of the heart.

There seems to be some kind of fragmentation and oblivion that is difficult to rest there, and it is difficult to settle down with one

Kind. What is there is is difficult to exist there, what is there is is not something that cannot exist there, in

Something in complete disorder was collapsing, as if something was ruined there

What is destroyed in general, what is destroyed in general, what kind of destruction is there in evil

Meaning, also in the confusion. What kind of chaos is there, what do you want to dodge?

, and what kind of fear is difficult to settle down there.

It's like the loneliness and depression of the heart, where the heart is restless and chaotic, waiting for a long time, that is

The green lawn, what has disappeared on the green lawn, and what kind of disappearance there is

What is there to escape, what is the vacancy to escape, what kind of confusion is to be escaped, and what is there

, there will never be known what kind of reason, once there will be cowardice, will be there cowardly

Weeping timidly, weeping there timidly and for a long time. That's an uneasiness

, that's distrust, it's also an impossibility. Because I know what is impossible, and I know what there is

There is a ruin, and in all kinds of destruction and destruction, what is there is collapsed there,

Completely shattered, it is almost destroyed and collapsed.

It's something that's broken, and there's something trivial there, as if it's the heart

There's chaos, there's anger, there's unease, there's nothing to wait for

Why, what is there will not be able to wait there, and what there is that will not be able to wait there, nothing

What awaits the law. What kind of loss, what kind of confusion, and what kind of no

Ann, what kind of recollection will there be in the flow of those eyes, it is the retrospective in memory, in memory

, what appears there, what there is, what there is in memory, what is there is disillusioned there, memory

, it also seems that there is a figure of whom, who is there to look back and turn around, his turn, is to bring

When you shine in the light, it's as if you will uncover some kind of mystery and what kind of answer.

What kind of mystery needs to be opened there, and will be reopened there, that is

Just like his turn, his re-turning, but the white fox's spirit was clearly looking at it

The man in black turned around in front of him, but his mind was full of him, all the unsuccessful turns, and it was he who turned around

The walking figure, what kind of fear there grabbed her heart, as if there was something

Something that has been there longer and farther away, as if his back is getting more and more there

Remote, as if there was a distant one that could not be caught up, he turned around there. black

The clothed man turned around, and the fall was also in his mind, as if he had turned away there. He wants

Gone? Is he really going to disappear?

In the midst of crying, there are things that are not real, and there are things that are difficult to do there

What is difficult to do there, in the tears, it seems that there are no tears there

It's like being in that emptiness, you can't feel the temperature of tears, you can't feel the flow of tears

She turned away, she turned quickly, turned her head, and, desperately, fell in the dark

Secretly colliding, there she rushed in the direction of the hole where she had just been taken

went.

What kind of faint light was in the darkness, and in that faint light, she was faintly there

What kind of difference is discerned in the blurred outline of the stone wall of the site, the image of those stone wall ground, as well

In the direction of the cave, she was just panting, and there she was panting and running, panting forward

Running, it was as if there would be something unstable there, and something there would be disorder

, uncertain something, everything will be there, not real, as if it will be there for a long time

Something that isn't real there, and it's not possible.

I don't know what, I don't know the blankness in the air, I don't know the indifference of the crowd, or will it be there

When you're alone, you're uneasy, you're scared, you're scared

It's as if it's superfluous. It's like you're there

What the. Something that is hard to find, something that is lost in the emptiness, something that is erratic there, too

It seems that there is some kind of uneasiness there, and what kind of uneasiness erodes there

Heart, also with what kind of uneasiness, whistling in her ears like the wind, growing there

It roared like a long and crazy one.

It is the fall of all heaven and earth and of heaven, the fall of the unguarded of that heaven,

Even if it's lonely there, even if it's lonely there, it's hurtful there, it's very sad there

It's difficult, it's lonely there, hurting in the cold, catching a cold, crying, she's still in her arms

Thinking, the pain of nostalgia and longing, is a kind of pain entangled in the bottom of the heart, and it is also difficult to understand

In the pain of the open ground, she missed it there, for a long time and painfully, and she missed it there

In the void, what there is sinks there, and what there is is deep and powerless there

The general sank down.

What kind of appearance, that sudden appearance, that seems to be a sudden evil collision, just

It seems to have hit hard in the heart. She knew she was stupid and knew she was there

No, she shouldn't be there to be craving, in fact everything is not there

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, but she would still be there to panic

chaos, will still be at a loss there, and will still be restless there. Everything, everything

Something is wrong there, everything is restless there, and then there's something there

disappeared, and the general thing that was completely unfindable there had to be vanished.

What has disappeared has disappeared there for a long time, and what kind of pain it has, when it hurts

When Chu was cramping and convulsing there, she didn't want to feel too much pain, but it seemed that there was no there

The Dharma pauses, can't stop, can't stop something, as if there's something there's not

Something that could be as if something was shattering there, as if it was going to shatter there

What's the matter. What kind of smashing, what kind of pain in my heart, that is suffocating it

The pain of tears, the suffering, is a kind of general, thousand-thousand-hearted that can never be explained

The pain of the heart lock is the same as the pain and pain.

What has disappeared is as if trust has disappeared there, and it is completely eliminated there

Lost, and in the world that has completely disappeared, there seems to be something that can't be found

There is something that cannot be guarded and found, and the heart will fall heavily, little by little there

When the ground falls, it will be destroyed there, and what there will be will be torn apart there.

It's a kind of uneasiness, it's a kind of destruction, it's all there, it's all there, it's all there.

In the midst of restlessness, everything is no longer near there, and what is no longer near is no longer searching

And what I have been looking for, what I have belongs to my heart, and I want to put it in there with a good cherish

In the heart, and then there is something that has not been forgotten, and what has not been forgotten for a long time, but it is there

Something impossible, like a sad heart, encountering something hard, and what is there

It was hard and hard and broken, and there was something that hurt and destroyed there

And then, there's uneasiness, there's messiness, it's like the rhythm of a heartbeat, that's going to be

The general rhythm that disappeared was just whirling in the air, running in the air, looking for light

, in that air bit by bit, in the whirlpool, shuttling whose eyes, whose eyes, will be

The most familiar eyes in the sunlight that would fascinate her were as if they had forgotten there

of the eyes.

What is there is something that is impossible there, what there is that cannot wait there,

What I can't find, what kind of misery, what kind of pain I struggle with

The pain is also struggling there, and the pain points of the heart are eroding bit by bit like the bite of an ant

The empty heart of the earth, the flesh and blood heart seems to be being eroded by the heat of sulfuric acid there.

There the pain is drunk, the pain is gone, and there is something that disappears, like a wisp of smoke

The disappearance of confusion is something that cannot be found, something that is empty and empty.

Long forgetting, the void and blankness in the forgetting, she reached out her hand, as if to ask for support

There she stretched out her hand weakly, but she still felt that everything was there

It couldn't be saved, and it couldn't be recovered, and when she was completely deflated there, it was like

There felt that all life was completely lost there, and she sank there, she

Her heart, her body, was all cold there, and all sank there.

And while she bowed her head there in sorrow and sorrow, she fell on the cliff,

That's how she had to slide down the cliff, and that's how she got it when she didn't notice anything

Rushed out of the cave, rushed out of one of the obstacles in the cave, and also rushed out of this bend

Qu's other cave and cave entrance jumped and fled in her desperate oblivion and forgetfulness

In the midst of it, she sank there, and there she fell into a vacancy and emptiness.

- It was a cliff, a cliff where if she fell, she would die, and she would sink there after all

falls, after all, it is forgotten there, and after all, it is there that you can't look back and forget it

is like the lost heart, the long-lost and unforgettable.

Something was there as she sprinted out of one of the cave's magical barriers

There was a change, like a change in the body in that life, and then all of a sudden, she was there

Inside became a little girl when she herself had not yet understood and discovered, and she changed right there

became a very ordinary, and ordinary little girl in the world.

But the moment she fell off the cliff, her hand was clenched by something, and her hand was there

I was held tightly by someone. What is it like when the cold hand is clenched by some warm palm

The memories that are so familiar and seem to be there that have been forgotten for a long time are there

Suddenly it resurfaced there, and the stream of life flowed warmly there,

It was there that it was warm and slow to flow, and it was there that it flowed through her heart, and it flowed through her

The heart socket is also there to flow slowly and gently through every part of her heart, the warmth of every place, that

It's what she's familiar with, what she's most familiar with, it's something she's familiar with, but it's going to be somewhere in the past

At some point, I don't want to remember that moment again.

She didn't want to look up, when she was there again and unexpectedly changed from the white fox to the same childhood

When she was a little girl, she knew that everything in front of her was so unreal, maybe one

Everything is just a trick, who is there to control and play with something

, she just didn't want to look up there, and she didn't want to look up, just because she didn't want to look back

There is something that I don't want to see or bear to witness.