I'm about to enter the third day of retreat, I don't know what's going on in the silver city where I'm located, there were only twelve or thirteen degrees a few days ago, and today it has soared to thirty-one degrees, people are fat and hot, the days are difficult, fortunately, there is a cold beer to accompany me, I finally didn't force me to a dead end, and I don't know how the ancient monks meditated, the current monk is forgotten, there is a temple not far from my house, the bald monk is sitting on the beer stall drinking, I don't know what topic to talk about, I saw it when I was lying on the balcony to let the wind out.

The Gobi region is like this, dry and hot, there is not much moisture in the air, and the sweat will flow down the back after sitting for a while, I am at a high latitude here, I don't know how friends in Wuhan, Chongqing, and Xi'an survived this hot summer, I really overestimated my patience, thinking that I was a person who could sit still and have a heavy butt, who would have thought that my heart was like long grass without leaving home for two days.

Retracted his legs that were about to run out, and forced himself to pick up those boring materials and continue to read, it turned out that Beisha City was in Dalian, and I had always thought it was on the other side of the sea......

I don't know if you still have a monthly pass, I insist so strongly is actually for this thing, this is the source of my confidence, if the brothers still have, please vote for me, to this part, we only move forward, there is no reason to retreat.

Thank you, thank you. Thank you. Respect and respect. (To be continued.) )