Time is running out today. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info dizziness, headaches, and endless sneezing, that's right, time has had a bad cold again, and today is a day of grogginess.

I really can't think of a plot, I can't code words.

But it's not the worst.

Now time wants to say something, and time is about to run out of words.

It's been three days, and three days have been spent in apprehension, not only because I haven't been able to add a contracted editor, but also because no one has commented.

Time is really panicking now.

No recommendation is not the worst, and the collection is not the worst if it does not go up but falls.

Even if people tell me now, the book of time does not meet the contract standard, and time can accept it with a smile, and then improve it until it is enough to meet the standard.

But what is time afraid of?

Time is afraid that there is no response!

It's been three days!

Not a single comment for three days!

Not even the simplest water stickers!

Don't say that time is too sensitive, too anxious!

Time once read a passage: in our time, when we were children, we felt that an hour was really long, but when we became teenagers, we felt that a day was really long.

When we are young people, we feel that a week, or a month, is really long.

Our definition of long is something that changes with age.

But have you ever felt such a situation?

When you are in the dark, the movement of the body is restricted, and no one responds to your crying, when you are completely cut off from the outside world, you will really understand what it means to live like a year, and talk about it like a day.

And the time when he was seven years old was fortunate enough to be completely confined for two hours in a completely dark closet.

And when the parents finally heard the cry of time and released the time, time could not say anything.

Some people may say that time is moaning without disease, saying that who hasn't squatted in the little black house?

But when the size of the small dark house makes it a luxury to even take two steps, it is a real hell.

And time, now once again in a hell, in an absolutely dark space.

Time sends signals again and again, but they sink into the sea.

Time is really going crazy.

Time doesn't want to feel that unresponsive feeling again.

It feels so horrible, so lonely, so lonely that time already has an urge not to want to continue, why?

Because if time is written down without the slightest response, time will really collapse.

So, please give Time a comment or a recommendation, let Time know that Time has never been in that wardrobe, Time, there is you......