It is full of autumn winds gradually rising, falling leaves, the cold moon is bright, the stars are fading, the insects are silent, and everything is quiet, just like adding a little sorrow to the lonely people and people, and trance for this immersion in the dream of the prominence, but it is more of a dream, just like 'Suhua first and evening clouds and haze, suddenly to the front of the honor is extraordinarily good'.

Sometimes, there are people, there are scenes, there are joys;

Sometimes, there is no one, there are scenes, there are memories;

Sometimes, there is no one, there is no view, and I miss it so much.

If you win the world, it is better to have only you, the golden wind and jade dew, but there are countless victories in the world.

The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, and the collar is like a grub,

The teeth are like rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is eyebrows, and the smile is smiling,

Beautiful eyes, orchid heart, Qihua Yaocao,

Purple and red, delicate and beautiful, beautiful and beautiful,

But it's hard to write about your three-point temperament and five-point appearance.

The miracle of life is that you never know who you'll meet, how many stories you'll have, and how many you'll be left behind, but that's enough, it's enough to meet you!

Thinking about it next year, it's really good enough because there are stories, me, and those lovely friends!

As soon as I enter the world, it is as deep as the sea, and from now on I am a passerby, I want to make a literary comic, well, I still owe some fire.

"I Am the Emperor of Freedom" [Essay] 39: The miracle of life is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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