One thousand and thirty-seven days of floating life

Two unforeseen surprises happened today:

1. Play Baidu card draw in the afternoon, the only chance to draw cards, draw a rare card "good", collect all the cards the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, now wait for the Chinese New Year's Eve lottery to redeem the prize, and see what you can buy for the fetus.

2. I accidentally turned up an Insignia MP4 player I used eight years ago (Apple's previous American MP4 market player), and found 87 long-lost old Chinese and foreign classic songs.

"The most beautiful oh young backbone is always hidden behind dreams, don't touch her, she will wither when you touch it,

After the flowers are gone, even the north wind will be lonely, and the heart will rise and fall like a tide, and the sorrow has locked the brow.

If I were to write your whole life into a poem, I would not write dreams, only your hands,

Youth is like wine, I hold your hands tightly when I am drunk, take you to see the mountains and rivers, and see my heart.

thought that his heart was empty, but he knew that the spring outside the window was strong, and he was still hazy by love and hatred.

Guarding you is me, not the wind, affectionate has been planted, and I will not move all my life. ”

Tut-tut-tut, the psychological monologue of Luo Xuan, the male protagonist of "The Strange History of Xuankun", I really didn't expect to be caught off guard, and let me relive it again:

"Guarding you is me, not the wind, affectionate has been planted. A lifetime of waiting, not moving. ”

"Xuankun Strange History" is floating one thousand and thirty-seven days is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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