Ask for clicks, ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for tickets, ask for as always, don't get much, thank you, thank you, thank you! Kowtow, kowtow, kowtow, it's already in the white-hot stage, is it to insist, or to insist, or to insist!

65 wandering

There is something faint there, it is so re-like it seems to be faintly floating there, just like the wind and air are faintly floating there, floating away, and what is far away, what kind of thoughts are far away, but also the drifting and drifting away of thoughts, what kind of confusion there is, but she still has to walk forward step by step, just because she wants to go out, she wants to get out of this city, she just wants to get out of this city again, she wants to go out of this city again, she wants to go through her own efforts, through her own serious efforts, disdainfully trying to pursue there, pursuing there, but it's hard to give up, and it's just hard to let go there. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

That is the way out, whether there is a road or no road, the road, the road that seems to go straight to the sky, is the way that you go forward step by step, it is the path that you can't stop, what kind of difficulties you have, the difficulties that belong to life, the difficulties that you can't stop, the difficulties that you can't stop, and the pain and difficulties that you can't stop living in.

What kind of difficulties there are, that is the difficulties that belong to life, in the pain and suffering of that life, what has already begun to become chaotic there, and what there is there has begun to become forgotten, as if what kind of pain is throbbing in that life, as if it will throb every painful life tendon there, just what is working hard, just what kind of pain is there that does not let go and does not relax, what kind of pain there is, where it is forgotten, where it is vacant and blank, Trying hard to pursue something, trying not to give up or let go of something.

The large and complicated mechanical workload is just maintained there, what kind of pain there is, it is there to be hard to contain, and then there to continue to persist and maintain, to care about something, to care for something again, when there is something in life where the pain begins, where the convulsions are unbearable, what kind of forgetfulness is there, what kind of forgetting is there that is difficult to let go, just there I want to work hard, it belongs to the bloom of abnormal life, And what kind of beautiful nostalgia seems to have, nostalgia blooms bright flowers there, that is the flower that belongs to life, and it seems to belong to the flower of sweat, that is to fight for something, and it seems to be to re-prove something, and it seems to be there that I don't want to be so easily discouraged, what is so easy to let go, what kind of unwillingness, what kind of reluctance, but, coughing, coughing, it seems to be a kind of decline in old age and powerlessness.

"It's easy to have what you had in the past, but it won't be so easy in the years to come. The hardships in the future will be very difficult there, very difficult, and they will be difficult that you don't know much about. It was a sentence that an elder said to her, and it was also a sentence that she never particularly understood, but she had to raise her head so much, she just had to watch the old man in front of her just open his mouth and say this to her, and then, the old man had to leave without looking back, just turned around and left.

The old man who is gone, the master of that sentence is gone, what kind of guide in life seems to have disappeared there, and when she no longer feels that she can still rely on anything, she is so strong to walk her own path alone. People can't survive completely by themselves, relying on some people, or short-term, or long-term dependence on some people, there will always be dependence, and dependence is more or less existing, but it is not all and all dependent, nor is it so completely dependent on the general to rely on everything.

On the road of support, you only need to be there to support one step after another, and the next step, the third step, and more roads in the next may only belong to yourself so strong that even if you are faltering, you have to go on strongly there. What kind of silence, what kind of silence there is, what kind of silence, what kind of impossibility, what kind of unmistakable blankness, what kind of silence there, what kind of silence there is, what kind of silence there is, what is not to do words, what is no longer to do anything to answer, as if not all questions have direct and easy answers, will the answers be so easy to get?

Maybe, or maybe not, the easier it is to get an answer, the more valuable it is not to get a difficult answer, at least that meaning is different. The meaning of life is equivalent to the effort to be put into life. The little sapling of life needs the sweat of life to irrigate the unknown. Only by sweating hard will you get the reward of your own efforts in the hard work and hardship. The fruits of life are equivalent to the efforts of life.

For what you want to get, you have to pay for it, where you are embarrassed, where you will occasionally get angry, where you will have a little temper, or there will be a small psychology of laughing and losing your temper and being careful. Perhaps, in that comparison, we will find that the differences between each other and what kind of gap are very big there, and the differences and gaps are very big there, as if they have been magnified, but they still feel very difficult, as if they are very difficult there and can not be done. There are not many things that you can do as you want. If everything can be done as we please, then in the end, we are always there to hold our troubles and do nothing? The white fox's spirit has to hold its own troubles and confusion there, and there is nothing to do.

Life can't be so comfortable, life can't be too comfortable, too comfortable life, as if it will perish there, as if it will perish again, like death, the laziness and silence of life, as if it were a pool of stagnant water, that pool of stagnant water, when there is no longer living water to water in life, the stagnant water of life will rot and stink and rot there, but what kind of thing is very difficult and difficult there? It's as if it's hard to move there.

The difficulty of every step, the difficulties and embarrassments of each step, and what kind of helplessness, and in the midst of that difficulty and carelessness, what kind of tranquility there is, what kind of silence there is, what kind of retina can no longer do what kind of words there, and what kind of identity can no longer be done there, as if there is always some kind of identity, and there is also some opposition and disagreement, all kinds of situations, It also seems that there are all kinds of possibilities there, and I am still more or less embarrassed there in the end. In that predicament, I was again hesitant and unknown and unclear there. What kind of happiness is there, because of happiness, so I don't want to lose it, but I am also in it, and I feel as if I am there something that should not be.

Because it is a road that has not been traveled, it will still wander there more or less, and it will more or less hesitate there, and it will more or less hesitate there, and it will doubt whether it is wrong for you, and you will hesitate there about this step of your own choice, whether your choice is right. The cherishing of time, everyone has their own ways and means of cherishing time, whether they should cherish all their happy time, or should cherish the good time to work hard to do something, take advantage of their years and time, there to do something seriously, to do something what they can do, what they can do.

For whom? For yourself, or for others? Is it possible to do both? And how should we do it? Should we be able to choose and do better? There is no clear thing there, what kind of hesitation, it seems that every step of the way begins to hesitate, as if every wound is there, as if the body is already there full of wounds, as if it has long been rotten, and there is no good place that has long been festered, as if everything is festering there. It was something very difficult and unmistakable, and it was also in the midst of something that was completely powerless to hold up again, or something that was there and seemed to be there that it was trying to lift up heavily, because it wanted to bear something.

――Is Locking Worry City a dungeon that she can't get out of? The white fox's spirit asked in her heart, and then, she shook her head so hard, and silently said in her heart: No, it won't. Why didn't she give it a try? I haven't tried it yet, how do you know that you can't get out? Yes, she wants to try, whether it's right or wrong, she has to try hard once, try once and see if she can get out well.

Many times it is still easy to listen to other people's words, and then, I don't think much about it, or I don't use my brain to verify whether other people's words are correct, so I am so easily convinced, I don't particularly understand the accuracy, so I have to believe it, which is not a kind of irresponsibility to oneself, and I am not dedicated to myself. It seems to be contradictory what trust is and what is doubt, and it can also be trusting a person and doubting someone at the same time, but it seems to be a contradiction to evaluate people on a person-by-person basis, and to judge things on a case-by-case basis, even if it is the same person, there will be some things that are not quite in line with his usual times.

The three "wolves are coming" is one, when the third "wolf is coming" cry for help is there again, there is something that is not believed there, there is no belief at all and do not want to believe in anything, and in the last and last, or, to try to believe again, to patiently believe in something, is not a bad thing, but every time you risk being deceived by the deception of the "wolf is coming", being deceived is also a price, And the deceived person will also pay a very heavy price there, and that heavy price will eventually make the deceived person feel the weakness of life, feel the pressure and boredom caused by those heavy costs, and also in the powerlessness and weakness of the heart, or there, and finally choose to give up there, which is a kind of weakness of the heart and a very weak and powerless to give up and discourage.

What is far away is so far away, the distance of the heart is far away, it is there slowly and continuously, it is also there more and more distant, and it is also in that distance, she is unwilling, she does not want to let herself be too lonely, she does not want to be too far away from him, she does not want to deceive him. She finally figured it out and finally understood. When she really faced the corpse of that girl, when she could be a person and a girl, she hesitated, and the white fox's spirit hesitated, and wanted to escape and escape. In the past, she only felt a little nervous and some uneasy feelings that she couldn't understand, but she couldn't understand it at the time, let alone explain her abnormal and uneasy feelings and thoughts, but now, she seemed to understand there, and she still didn't want to deceive him. She still felt that even if she was a white fox, even if she would always be just a beast and a fox in his eyes, it would not be bad. She had experienced that he stroked her fluff, her white fluff, no one had ever touched it. Only he, Ye Luokong, stroked.

He was like one of her masters, she was like an ordinary kitten, kitten, little pet in general caressed by him, her back was caressed by her warm palm, there would be a little trembling, but it was very comfortable, but it would be there comfortable to faint and fall asleep in the sun, but when she was alone and lonely wandering in this mysterious place as if she could not get out of the city for a long time, she suddenly felt the soft touch of his palm, All that left her at this point was pain. It was there that she seemed to feel her whole bones, her whole spine being cold there.

I was looking forward to being there, I was looking forward to being there, but suddenly I felt a moment of emptiness there, she felt how she shouldn't be, she always felt that she shouldn't be like this, she shouldn't be like this, it's just that she still can't do it there, and it's still hard to do something there, just there, just nostalgic there, just there, nothing to be found, just waiting there, what is difficult to wait, what is floating in the air, as if it is floating and disappearing like a cloud of smoke.

What kind of cold feeling, such a painful flow through the whole body.

"Will you believe the illusion in front of you?" Suddenly there was some kind of girlish laughter and laughter in my ears. The white fox's spirit was very confused and hurriedly turned around, but it was blank, it was a small alley, the alley was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly, but it seemed to be very deep. Why is this alley so deep and so dark in such a big daylight?

The white fox's spirit was confused there, she was just confused and hesitant there.

"What you miss, you will find there, you are real, you will find there." What kind of woman's laughter was still in her ears, the white fox's spirit was just trembling and confused, she finally remembered who this voice was, she was Li Xianxian, it was her, it was indeed her, but she still hesitated, not knowing if she should take a step to see. That deep, dark alley, does she want to go in? Is she going to walk in? She was still there, hesitating.

It was a cold feeling felt from the backbone, as if it was a cold snap, and it seemed to be what kind of palm, struggling to caress the palm, the white fox's spirit turned its head again, but once again pounced. Only then did she remember that the city of Locks was a mysterious, and in this city, everything she saw and heard was unreal, hallucinations, empty and blank.

She wanted to escape from all this, she wanted to escape from all these brokenness and unreality, she wanted to escape from all kinds of messy and chaotic thoughts and thoughts that would disturb her mind and make her want to go wrong, she wanted to escape. She wants to run away and run away there quickly and quickly, and in life, there is a lot of uneasiness, there are a lot of deliberately charming eyes, something that will confuse people's eyes there. It's all there, it's all unclear and unclear, and it's all the fault and the wrong thing there, it's all confused there, as if it's going to be so completely confused.

The spirit of the white fox ran there, fast and seemed to run there desperately, she knew that she had no way to hold herself, she just knew that she was missing him, she was there to miss him painfully and madly, in her thoughts, there would be pain, in her thoughts, there would be dreams, and in her thoughts there would be illusory, but she was still a white fox, she should at least be a person who could distinguish between the virtual and the real, the true and the false? Should she be able to tell the difference? She should be recognizable, right!

Whoever is missing, no longer outside, when the person who is missed is not around, then he is not far away from herself, not by her side, just in her heart, she can put him in her heart so silently, she will be so sometimes, worried that the time will be too long, too long, and a long time will make each other forget each other. She would be a little uneasy, she was uneasy to think that he would forget himself, that he would be in his affairs, that he would forget and forget himself, that is, he would never be able to recall it there. Or maybe it will be in the memories and recollections, and those memories and impressions will also be regained there and gradually faded there. What kind of memories and impressions are also slowly fading there.

Because, memories will always fade slowly there, and memories will slowly fade back there, what kind of efforts there are, what kind of things happen there calmly and slowly, what is also maintained there, and what happens and maintains something slowly wrong. There are right and wrong, there should and should not, but all kinds of choices have their own directions, maybe there is no very certain right and wrong, but you can choose one again among the various choices, just in the various messy choices, you should be, you can also decisively make what kind of choice there again.

Efforts are always due, struggle is always necessary, what is needed is not slackened there, and there is also a lot of need to struggle and move upward. When you are alone there, you still shouldn't be afraid, and you shouldn't be afraid of something, and the psychology of fear and fear can't be properly re-functioned there, as if it can't work. Since what you have doesn't work there, throw it away and forget about it there.

It may not be so interesting, it is not so fun, it may be very tired, it will be very stiff, it will be very painful, and it may be very difficult there, because in life, what is there is that only belongs to life, that is, it belongs to the rhythm and frequency of life itself, which belongs to life itselfThat is life itself, and it is something that cannot be abandoned and given up there. Since it is something that cannot be done there, in the end, it is only there to bury its head again and again, and to start all over there, and life is to start all over again, no matter how painful and unbearable it will be there, and it will be re-lived in tatters, or it will pick up something broken again, and start over without crying.