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87 followed the curse

It's not that you can hide if you're afraid there, you can hide from it, you will be there for a while and want to look for it, and you want to envy something there, just envy others there, it seems that in that comparison, others are always happy, it seems that you are always unhappy, always in that large number of contrasts, a lot of things are not clear there, and you are also in that unclear, only to suddenly find that you are wrong, but your own vision is wrong, but what kind of problems have happened to your own perspective. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that what is suddenly dull, and what is suddenly changing there, and what is changing there, and there is a lot of what is there that is difficult to know and difficult to find, and there are many, many things that will be unexpected there, and there is a kind of strength that will change unexpectedly, and some of them, in fact, the power of growth is not small, because it is slow, because it is continuous, and because of accumulation, it is a continuous and discontinuous accumulation, and it is also in that continuous accumulation. Only then will you find out what kind of accumulation there is in that time, and it will slowly change with the accumulation of quantity.

Perhaps, since he said he wanted to come back, maybe he waited in that slow, and waited for him to come back. Quietly waiting for a person, just in that quiet air, very abrasive and consuming people's time and energy, just waiting there, just waiting there very tired and powerless waiting for someone, waiting for someone, is a kind of powerlessness, a kind of helplessness, because life, all kinds of life, all kinds of different lives of survival, development and change, are all different there, all messy there, and there is something uneasy. It's just hard to find there. It's just the perception and confusion of forgetting there, wanting to forget something.

There is a fault, there is no know, there is just a little blank for a while, she may not be particularly depressed, but, maybe, she will have some way. A person's loneliness, a person's search for relief, a person's loneliness, no one to come to her to be free, no one to find a way for her, and no one to accompany her anymore. She just waited there, just bare branches there like the devil, like the black outline of the devil's land. Many, many beings are there that they can't hide, where they are suddenly surprised, where they are suddenly afraid, and where they are suddenly afraid.

There's a cold feeling there, but life and body are soaked in that cold air, and it's also in that cold air, wanting to be stronger, to be stronger, to be stronger, to endure a little harder, to endure a little more, to endure a little more, and then to live there slowly. There is no escape, there is no escape, there is no escape, there is hard to seek, and there is also to seek. Many, many indifferent cruelty, just something that is scattered there, just something that is left there.

It is a kind of flying emotion, but also a kind of flying feelings, and it is also a kind of flying feelings, and it is also there to overflow and float away, it is a very distant and distant emotion and feelings, where I feel sad, where I feel lost, where I feel lost, where there is an emotion and feeling that I want to give up, where I stole something, as if what kind of lock in my mood and heart was stolen there. It's just that I want to be strong there, and I'm trying to find a strong path there. I want to walk there steadily. I want to take every step of my own and every step of my life journey there.

Is it a delusion? Or is it in a trance? In the deep black shadow, in the ghostly branches, between the bare branches, as if there was something floating in it, as if there were some kind of flying emotions and feelings, what was not clear there, what was unknown there. There was something there that twitched her nerves, twitching every nerve in her head. She was just nervous there, just there forgetting, something she didn't feel, just something she couldn't perceive there. It's a kind of feeling that doesn't feel anymore, as if it has no feelings.

What you want to pursue there, what you want to chase there, is like chasing the wind there. She wanted to run, and all of a sudden, she wanted to run, she wanted to run, she had the heart to run, she had the desire to run, the heart to run in the wind, the speed of chasing something in the wind, it was the pleasure of running, it was a kind of perception and feeling of running and letting go, what was forgotten there, what was not felt there, it was forgotten there, it was as if everything was forgotten in that life.

It's just something you don't know, it's just something you can't wait for, it's just something that you can't feel there. While lying quietly there, there continued to wait, and there was a sense of fear and horror like waiting for death. There is something that is really there, what there is that is not known there, there is sadness, there is regret, there is surprise, there is also unease, it is a regret, it is also a kind of loss, it is just there tirelessly, it seems to have forgotten the pain, forgot the paralysis, forgot the burning, and then, in the sorrow, there is also a sense of indifference and a faint sense of depression, and there is also something that disappears in the depression, something that cannot be found.

There is something that is true there, what is there is that is disturbing and wrong, and there is something that is not true there. It's something that shouldn't be, and it's like something wrong. It's just that all of a sudden I found something that shouldn't be, I just don't feel good, but I suddenly feel that I'm not very good, I just feel that I have a little too much regret there, and I feel a kind of sadness and desolation in that sadness and sorrow, where I can't find liberation, where I can't find my own way and what kind of method, what I have and what I should have, and what I seem to have that shouldn't be there. She couldn't tell the difference, she was completely and completely there.

She felt her heart flustered in the deep, quiet air there, and she felt her heart in that oppressive silence, very confused, confused, flustered and uneasy, many, many messy emotions and thoughts, those emotional disorders, as if they were asking for trouble, as if they were there to consult troubles. It is something that has to be unavoided, something that is uneasy, and it seems to be something that cannot be sought or found. Far away there, close there. There is something close there, but in that approach, there is something there that is far away, as if there is something that suffers in the body and mind, and in that suffering, what is unbearable, what is there that is unbearable, what is unbearable and what is felt there. There will be fear, there will be something uneasy, and there will seem to be something forgotten, as if there will be something forgotten for a long, long time.

It's as if in that oblivion, there are many, many deep things that are painful there, as if every nerve is hurting and has to be at a loss there, obviously so close, close to be close at hand, close to something that can be touched there very easily, easily, easily, and easily, but still there you can't find it, it's there you can't believe it, it's still so that you can't do anything, you can't do anything, you can't wait for anything, you can't wait for anything.

It's just that there is something that can't be explained there, what can't be explained there, what kind of involvement, what kind of concern, what kind of concern, what kind of unknown, what will be uneasy there, what will be hurt there, what will be hurt there, as if there is a very hurt perception and feeling, there is something unknown, there is an unknown kind of forgetting, there is no way to find oneself. Suddenly approaching, and suddenly forgetting and abandoning there, feeling your own fault, feeling your own sorrow, and feeling your own fault, there are too many mistakes, and there are too many mistakes, and there are too many mistakes. There is something that is uneasy there, and there are many, many tangled troubles and confusions in it, as if there are always too many burdens in that life, and there are always many, many kinds of weight that is difficult to break free, which is the weight of life itself, the weight of life itself, the energy of revival, the feeling of constant renewal, and the constant resurrection and resurrection there.

In that growth, what kind of expectation is there is the expectation that belongs to life itself, and it is also what she wants to wait for there again, what she wants to concentrate on and work hard to wait for there, just what she wants to care about there, and what she is waiting for there, but suddenly she finds that her heart is too chaotic and chaotic there, and she also finds that her heart is too weak there, she hopes that she can be a little stronger, she hopes that she can be braver. She really hopes that she can be a little more brave, and she can also have a little more courage, she needs courage in that living life, and she also needs to work hard and wait there, but she is still there hesitating, and she is still at a loss there, and she is still there unknown something, there is no way there, but there is nothing to feel and feel there. It was a kind of helplessness for her, and it seemed to belong to her a kind of method and method that was difficult to find.

In the journey and journey of that growing life, when there is something there is no way there, she will have no way to use some methods there, even if it is the stupidest and most stupid way, even if the stupid and stupid method is a fatal method, she has to try it, she also wants to try it, she just doesn't want to give up something there, she is also there to give up something. There are many, many things in life that you don't want to give up, and you can't give up what you can't give up, but even the simplest things are there that become difficult, and there are things that are very difficult, very difficult. However, in the midst of that difficulty, there is something that I don't want to dodge, and what I don't want to run away from, where I am afraid, and where I am afraid, but when I am timid and timid, I will still struggle there to fight against that timidity and fear.

What is the confrontation is timidity or the unknown, what is the resistance in life, or the obstacles on the road of one's own growth, whether it is a mistake that belongs to oneself, or what kind of problems and methods and ways that one cannot recognize and discover. In those thousands of knots, thousands of worries, what kind of troubles are constantly suffering, what kind of obstructions and obstructions are constantly being there, what are there that are very important and cherished, but there are also things that seem to be uneasy there, as if they are uncertain, they are a rigid emotion that will be annoyed there, and they are also a kind of emotion that is very messy and angry, and they are an emotion of resentment, which is an emotion of anxiety and resentment, and it is an emotion that is difficult to explain, and there is a kind of messiness. I want to be strong there.

Because there are many, many distrusts, there are other people's distrust of her, there is her own distrust of herself, there are many, many deceptions, there are others who deceive her, and there are also those who belong to her own deceive herself, all of them are fake, as if they are all unreal, and it seems that there are many, many things scattered there, completely messy there. Because it is a kind of sadness, a kind of sadness in the mood and emotion, and in that sadness and insignificance, she begins to ignore herself, and she also begins to doubt herself more, there is a kind of doubt and ignorance that is difficult to approach, it is a kind of self that is different from the past, and it is difficult for her to say for a while where it is different, where it is different from herself.

It must be wrong, maybe it's not right, but she's already there without a way, she's already there with no way to find any way or a way, she's like there's no way there, she's just there, she's just there, she's just a little surprised, a little stunned, I don't know what everything has become again, it's like something in the air is changing there, it's like there, there's something floating in the air, It also seems that there is something warm in the air. It also seems to be floating in the air with a very soft kind of fluttering, a kind of flying flocculent, and also a kind of trance heart flocculent.

What kind of lingering softness, what kind of lingering tears, what kind of bits and pieces are there, what bits and pieces are floating, what are the uneasy things in those bits and pieces, what are the things that are difficult to find, what are difficult to pursue again. It's like the old woman's story. When the old grandmother finished telling the story, she would suddenly tell the young little yinling, and the old woman would say, "It's contagious, it's transmitted, it's something that you can live in your body and heart, something you care about very much, or something you really dislike to others, maybe someone you care about very much, or someone you dislike and hate very much." There will be such a kind of magic, but in that magical world, many people can't use that kind of magic, how to say? Obviously, he wanted what he hated very much to the person he hated very much, but later, because of the failure of magic, he gave his worst to his favorite person, and what he hated the most when he was careless, and gave his favorite person when he was careless. And in the end, it is to cause a kind of harm to the person you like, so that he or she may leave your life completely. And if you want to give you the best of you to the person you care about and cherish the most, and in the end you give the person you hate the most, then that person may ignore you even more, despise you, or hate you, or spoil your most precious thing, and may use what you cherish to hurt you to fulfill himself, or he will leave forever with what you cherish, and it is also a departure, and you ...... It's still nothing, and you've lost a lot of things, not only what you cherish the most, but also the people you cherish the most......"

"Don't say it, grandma, please don't say it!" The young Yin was a little unable to bear all this depression and curse, and she interrupted the old woman's words with some anger and annoyance, and hurriedly said, "This magic is so annoying, I don't like this magic. I don't want to pass anything through it. What's mine is mine, I don't want to give it to others, whether it's someone I like or someone I don't like, I don't give it, whether it's good or bad, don't you give it, in this way, won't it save a lot of trouble? ”

"Hehe, that's what I said, that's right, what Yin Ling said is also very reasonable, but what, good boy, you will always encounter this kind of thing in the future." The old grandmother stroked Xiao Yinling's forehead meaningfully, and said with her long soft and sparse hair, "There are some things that cannot be avoided, and in the future, you will always find that you can only keep a lot of things if you hand them over." A lot of cherishing and cherishing what is not just in one's own hands, if it is held tightly in that hand, it will die there, it will die there completely, there is something, such as: love. It is only held in the palm of your hand, and if you possess it alone, then you will never be able to truly understand it forever, and you will never truly understand and understand it, understand the true meaning and value of it. Only when you hand this over will you discover the true meaning and value of it, and you will discover the true love and the person you truly love......"

"If that's the case, it's even simpler!" The young Yin Ling cried out loud and unbridled there, and laughed very confidently there, and replied to the kind old woman in front of her, "No one will give his love to the person he hates, and no one will be stupid enough to hate a person and love him, and he will definitely love his own love to the person he loves!" Who doesn't understand such a simple truth? ”

"Hate people, some hated people are people you can't offend, because you can't offend him, you will find that you have to give some love, unconsciously the last resort and must pay something, in the end it becomes hypocrisy, those so-called love, the so-called good, there unconsciously become a kind of numbness, into a kind of use and unreal and insincere." The old lady sighed deeply, "I want to be a very real person, but when you really do this, you will find that you will pay the price of being bruised all over your body, and in the end, you will still have nothing there, when all the people are there and seem to be friendly, and it seems to be false, and it seems to be hypocritical there, it is a kind of hypocritical friendliness, and when you really fall into this trap of hypocrisy, that is the beginning of your disaster......"

"Granny ......" The little bard is just there stupid, just unknown there, just surprised there, there are many, many things that are unknown there, what is not clear there, as if there is something that cannot be sought and guarded, as if there is something that cannot be pursued and unattainable there, like something that has flown away. It was the emotion of flying away, just like the kite flying under the vast blue sky, where she looked up at the sky, looking at the vast blue sky, as if she was looking for and guarding her distant and expanding dreams and visions and ideals of life, she was chasing the speed there, chasing the kite there, chasing the distance there, chasing the wind there, chasing the distant something......

At that moment, at that moment, she will always be there and will never forget, unable to forget who was cooking in the distance, there was something curling there, and the white smoke trembled in the wind, and the white smoke cloud soon disappeared there in the wind blowing, completely in the wind, in the flowing air, completely disappeared, transparent. Is that the effect of the wind? This somewhat inexplicable question is buried deep in the young heart, and the question is ethereal there, and it is also there to be confused. She would be in the sunshine and the sky and the clouds, and the smoke and the scenery, and she seemed to see a little tear there inexplicably. I don't know whose tears it is......

- "Poor child, man always lives in necessity, and it is impossible to easily give what he cherishes the most to the person he cherishes the most, and it is impossible to give his love to the person he loves the most. It was the old woman's words, as if they were ringing in her ears, and she heard them, but she didn't seem to hear them. But those words were like incantations that burned deep into her heart like scars, curses that had been imprinted on her at a very young age.