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79 was stunned

Suddenly, it was as if the long-standing puzzle had suddenly been opened, as if it had been broken and suddenly opened there, what was there was still cherished, or there was enthusiasm, there was a kind of enthusiasm that would move people there, and it would also make people overwhelmed in that place, or would they forget there, and the long-term and long-term forgetfulness was there real, and it seemed to be sincere there, what kind of feelings were still filled, or what kind of enthusiasm was filled, It's still there to be simply loved, and simply to like, everything is not real there, and what kind of veil of deception is there, trembling there. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't want to deceive him, but I don't want him to know about some of the realities that I still don't want him to know, and I don't want him to find out, but what I have, I still hope that it can last there for a long time, and I hope that what I have can last there for a long time, until a certain moment, when everything is completely clear, that is, the deception does not need to be so difficult to hide. I still hope that I don't want to destroy anything easily, and I hope I don't want to pierce something so easily.

What you have is still there and you don't want to really find it, and you don't want to feel it there, but you are looking forward to it, it's a kind of expectant heart and mood, it's a kind of expectant knot and mood, there are many, many kinds of trance and helplessness, just there suddenly grows, and there suddenly you find something there, and in that sudden discovery, some things are broken there, Some of the things are also things that are not real there. It's just that I'm not surprised there, I'm just surprised there, but I'm still there I can't accept something, it seems that I'm still there to be incomprehensible, it's just that I'm there to be puzzled.

Maybe there will be some kind of ghost thoughts, there will be secretly laughing, or maybe there will be some confusion, there will be difficulties, there will be confusion, there will be what is there to feel what is unreal, I don't know why everything is there, I don't know why everything is like this, I don't know why everything is like this, I don't know why everything is there to be like this.

It was a very happy and happy, but very sad, very saving, and there was no way to let go, there was a kind of crying and laughing, but there was still a lot of hesitation, whether to continue to deceive, or continue to play stupid, or to tell the truth, but when she really told the truth, everything would be destroyed there, many, many things would be imperfect there, a lot of beauty, all of them were destroyed, that kind of destruction of the pain, It is a kind of sadness and fragility that has been destroyed, and what has disappeared in it, a kind of disappearance of knots and moods, and a kind of pain of a heart that will be empty and empty there.

The scar that has not been revealed, the knot and scar of the heart in a certain place have not been uncovered there, what kind of joy will there be in that blindness, what kind of heart knot will there be secretly smiling in it, and it seems to be a kind of mood and knot that cannot be laughed at there. What is cared for in it, as if it is accompanied by something, is a kind of spiritual sustenance, there is a kind of heart where it is firmly entrusted, it is a kind of spiritual sustenance and bearing, just there sustenance, and only there to rely on, and that sustenance and reliance, whether true or false, must continue for this, and it is to be maintained and maintained there strongly, want to be strong there, want to be there and not miss something, is there to miss nothing, is there to miss nothing, It's also a place where nothing escapes, and there are many, many kinds of ambiguity, which is a kind of hard to identify. That's a kind of naivety, a very naïve enthusiasm, and a very enthusiastic naivety.

At the time of pity and cherishment of this innocence and passion, there is a feeling of helplessness that hurts into the heart, that is at a loss in that heart and heart, what is at a loss for one's love, what is true there, and what is not real there, when what is real is there very, very real, there will be a sense of powerlessness, there will be a kind of stunned, there will be a kind of pain, there will be a feeling of helplessness, there will be a sense of distance, It's a cold sense of distance, and there's something at a loss in the cold and distant. In the midst of that depression and suffering, I want to cherish something in it.

I want to cherish something in it, it is a very simple cherishing and pity, it is a very simple regret, and in it, no matter whether everything is true or false, even if it is a deception, even if everything in it is a scam, it is a cold and realistic deception, but I also hope that this scam can be maintained, and it will be maintained until the end of this deception. Although it is unreal, although it is just a scam of taking advantage of and being used, but in that deception, what kind of beauty is there, what kind of beauty is there that I want to cherish there, what kind of beauty I want to cherish there, and I want to pity in it. It is what you can't save there, what kind of saving you can't save for a long time there, and what kind of reluctance and inseparability you can't give up in that place.

What kind of emotion will you be in that surprise, it is a very simple feeling, but it is a feeling and feelings that feel very heartbroken and helpless there, what kind of enthusiasm will surge there, it is like a tide surging there, surging there, and also forgetting in it, as if there is a long and distant forgetting and forgetting something. What kind of unreality, what kind of messiness and helplessness, and what kind of messiness is there. It's as if the knot and mood are out of order. What to wait for is a feeling of waiting, and it is also a kind of waiting knot and mood, so that what kind of beauty is postponed there, what kind of expectation mood and heart knot blooms when it blooms there, what kind of heart knot and heart bloom there, where the pain will make the flowers bloom and fall, a withered prosperity and prosperity.

What kind of long and long time is what is difficult to discern there, as if there is something that is not recognizable, what is there, what is there that cannot be seen in the distance, nor can you see the near, or somewhere that is close at hand, because what is too true and too good, so what kind of unreality will exist, what kind of forgetting and forgetting, and what is forgotten and lost, and what seems to exist, where in the faint air, is the twist of bubbles, is the twist of the heart, It's like a dead silence, as if something is re-existing in that whirlpool, and what exists there. Many, many things, who is the plotter of a deception, who is deceiving whom?

Because when one party deceives the other party, the other party may not have found out, or may have found out, but on the surface it still looks unaware, but in fact, who knows what kind of heart and intention to use the scam contains. It is a kind of game within a game, a kind of set within a set, a ring after a ring, always there to distinguish something, always there to find something, always there to not know something, there is something to avoid there, there is something to fear and fear, there is something to wait for, there is something to wait for for a long time. It was a kind of fear and fear, and it was also something that was cold there, a cold emotion, a cold unknown, and what I wanted to care for when I was at a loss and trembling, what I wanted to take care of in that place, and what I was just caring for in the cold there.

I don't know why everything happened, I don't know everything and everything, it's like I can't find something there, I seem to have something blank there, what I have and what I cherish there, what I don't find there, and what I don't know there. It will tremble there, and it will be melancholy there, and what kind of long and distant emotions and knots will exist there, a deep and deep sigh.

I don't know what happened there, I don't know what happened there, I don't know what happened there again, I always seem to find something there, I always seem to find something there, and I seem to have something unknown and unclear. will be stunned there, looking at someone there, as if looking through a pool of autumn water, there snickering. The river of life is trickling there, feeling what kind of life is bubbling and the beauty of life, at a certain moment there, at a certain time, what is really there to feel and feel what kind of beauty and cherishment, as if there is a kind of life with you It feels good, it is a kind of mood and feelings that will be there very beautiful and beautiful, it is there very faint something, and it seems to have what is very real there, and it seems to be there is something very sincere, as if it is a very real heart, It's a very real love, it's a very real existence and a search, and it's also forgotten in it.

There is a good life, there is also learning to live, there is learning to live there alone, there is a lonely and lonely there to live well, there is something that exists, there is also something that does not exist there, there is also there what is forgotten, as if forgotten something, there is vacancy, it seems to be blank there, it is a flower of the heart, the flower of the heart blooms there joyfully, It's like I haven't felt that kind of happiness there for a long time, it's a flower that blooms from the bottom of my heart, it's a very happy, joyful happiness, as if I want to thank all of them for a kind of happiness and cherishment. It feels good to have you in life, in that life, as gorgeous as fireworks, but suddenly disappeared, and in an instant, the beauty and prosperity disappeared in that moment, and no longer existed and existed.

However, there will still be some kind of knots, a very happy knot, as if you will be there without drinking, and you will offend yourself alone, it is a kind of blurred and trance feeling of not drinking and getting drunk, and it is also a faint feeling of being empty there, and it will also be in that extreme happiness, some sadness, some pain, and some kind of knots and hearts that are at a loss there. It's still going to be there, and it's still crying and helpless. Hopefully, this dream, this hoax can last a little longer, a little longer. It can make her dreams, her very happy dreams, last a little longer, a little longer.

Because she is really too happy and too happy, she will be reluctant there, she will be reluctant there, she will be at a loss there, there is no choice to be at a loss there, there is no way to get empty sadness, it is a kind of mood and heart knot tightly entangled there is a kind of heart knot and mood that is tighter and tighter, and the more tightly entangled, the more heartache is a kind of heart knot and mood that is there to be confused, and what kind of heart knot and mood is there to be confused, and what is difficult to find in that melancholy, It is a kind of long-term emotions and feelings, and it is also a kind of very dry knot and heart, what kind of indifference there, what there is that can't climb up there, what is there and what is forgotten, and what kind of doubts and confusion are there for a long time and long-term forgetting and confusion.

What kind of powerlessness there is, it is a feeling and perception of chasing powerlessness and difficulty, as if every cell in the body is stinging and tearing there, the pain and helplessness there, where it will hurt, and there is an itch in the painful wound, that kind of pain and itching, it is like a kind of survival and life pain that cannot survive without seeking death, I want to forget the ground there, I want to miss something there that is blank, I also want to find something there for a long time, it is a kind of difficult to pursue, difficult to find, It's as if there's always been something to be found, and it's as if there's always nothing to be found.

It is also in the midst of what cannot be found, and what is found nowhere, what kind of helplessness, what kind of shortness and forgetfulness, and what is slowly lost there. Whether it's true or false, whether it's right or wrong, whatever you want to cherish, whatever you want to cherish, you want to cherish there, even if it's there you'll have a fever, you'll be dead there, you'll reread there, you'll go crazy there, you'll be there, you're still there, you're still there, you're still there, you're still there, you're going to cherish something, you're there It's also something that is hard to find and pursue.

As long as you love the people and things you love well, it may be good to really feel and enjoy the feeling you like. Loving a mortal doesn't need to have. After all, in this world, being able to find someone you like is also a thing worth celebrating and being happy, and it is also worth being happy and happy, even if you can't get it, you can be happy.

Happiness is a kind of satisfaction, happiness is a feeling, it is a very simple and simple thing, there will be happiness and happiness there full of something, just there to wait for something, just there to wait for something, but also in that there to find something that cannot be found, let what is there to keep, let what there is a long time and long time to keep something, also there to wait. It is a kind of happiness of the parties, maybe it is blinded by some kind of deception in that drum, but there will still be something burning there, or what kind of happiness is there to be melancholy, it is a kind of happy burning, and it seems to be a kind of happy forgetfulness and helplessness, as if every painful nerve that exists is there and pervades something that is painful and persistent, and it seems that there will be something unreal.

There is something that is slow there, what is there is also something that burns there, and there is something that cannot be explained there, as if there is something that cannot be explained, what is there to respond to, what seems to be there to answer, what is wrong in it, what is unknown and difficult to find. That's not really anything, it's going to be empty there, like it's going to be very empty and painful there.

What you can't keep is what you can't get close to, what is not real there, and what kind of knots and emotions are entangled there for a long time, as if you are there to grasp your little heart and feel pain. What kind of pain there is, what kind of pain is there for a long time, what you will forget in the pain, what you will forget and forget for a long time.

It was a down-and-out little girl, no, it seemed to be a kitten, no, it seemed to be a white fox. The white fox came out of the rain curtain. It was a drizzly day, and the white fox's spirit didn't know how long and long it had been on his hike. She didn't know how long she had been gone, nor how many ups and downs and days and nights she had walked. She doesn't particularly know whether she wants to go on like this and this all the time, and if she wants to go on all the time, she has to be very strong and strong, serious and hard, and go on dismissively? Whether you want to be so serious, whether you want to be so brutal, and whether you have to be so desperate for pain and forgetting. It's still forgotten, as if it was forgotten there, as if it has been forgotten there for a long time.

The long-term and long-term forgetting in life, in addition to forgetting the memory, forgetting the place and space, forgetting the time, it seems to have forgotten oneself in it, forgetting what kind of feelings and feelings that belong to oneself at the beginning and the most originally, what kind of feeling and feeling that you want to have there, what you want to know in it, as if you want to know the meaning of life in every pain and doubt of lifeIt is a kind of tireless search on the road of seeking, and it is a kind of hard work, hard work and sprint.

It is the sprint and desperation on the journey of life, and it is a kind of short-lived flesh and blood to interpret the meaning and value of life that is very cherished and precious, and what is the perfection and beauty of life. Life is short, what is there is there to explain what kind of long-term and eternal what kind of value and meaning belongs to life with a short life, and it seems that there is a huge pay, there is something that is impossible there, there is something that seems to be difficult to exist there, and it seems that in that life and life, there is something there to take care of oneself, and to find something again in the chaos and chaos. It's as if you have discovered something without blinking.

There will be neuralgia and convulsions, and what kind of dizziness and despair will be felt there, as if there is a kind of urging in life, a kind of urging and running-in that belongs to life itself, and in this urging and running-in, something is found again, and what happens again in it, what is always unclear there, and there always seems to be something disappearing there, as if there will be something quietly disappearing there. In the midst of that complete disappearance, there is a blank. It's as if there's something big and blank there.

What is also demanded in the vacancy and blankness, it seems that there will be something that will be demanded so continuously, what is there is what is asked for there, it seems to be just a request and demand, but there is a kind of cherished and cherished enthusiasm in it, it is an inexplicable touch, a kind of time when I have not yet found that I am moved, and the bitter tears have already flowed out there, as if a tear of grievance. Everything and everything, even if it is a small seed, a small leaf, a thin pole, when everything is there again, it seems to be something that is suddenly blank, something that is suddenly vacant, something that is slowly brewing in it, and what seems to be in that slowness, what is quietly growing there, and what is quietly permeating in it. What kind of joy and what kind of fear and helplessness are there in the smell and smell of loneliness and loneliness that quietly permeates the air, and what kind of fear and helplessness are difficult to find an outlet there, as if something that has been held for a long time will disappear there, and there will be pain and forgotten something in it.

What she forgot in that painful void, what she struggled with, what kind of faith she struggled with, what kind of struggle she wanted to struggle to move forward, what kind of exit she wanted to struggle there to find, what kind of door belonged to her, what belonged to the light, what belonged to hope, she was just there stubbornly wanting to find that door, and go out, and it was a kind of forgetting and forgetting that she would not look back at or wait for a long time, it was a kind of shock, It is also a kind of consternation, but also a kind of unsatisfactory, and it will be stunned in the lifting work, and it will be unimaginable and unconvincing in it, but what kind of stubborn heart is stubborn there, stubborn for a long time, still so unconvinced, and still stubborn there.

And that kind of innocent and familiar and sophisticated movements, that is a simple happy existence, and in that existence, a lot of hard work has been paid, that is the transience of happiness, and it seems that it is not easy to be happy, and it seems that a kind of happiness will become expensive there, and it is expensive and difficult to find.