Some questions.
I haven't sent a single chapter either.
Just finished writing and casually made something to eat.,Lying on the bed and flipping over and over.γLooking at the hundred and ten articles of this chapter and talking.,Think about it.,After a few cigarettes.,Think about it or talk about it.γ
In fact, I have thought about answering many of the questions I have discussed in this chapter.
But after typing 100 words, after thinking about it, I feel that what I said is right or wrong, black and white, it seems that I will offend people. Then he deleted it all, holding a cigarette in his mouth for a while, looking at the flickering firelight, and staring at the palm-sized screen in a daze.
Because the answer is stronger, or weaker. I, the author, have an unpleasant personality, and in addition to offending the friends who ask, I will also make the readers who see it uncomfortable.
Decent, right? , between the lines, white and black words and a fucked expression, it is difficult to reflect the meaning of neither humble nor arrogant, like a literati.
But if this respect is not respectful, does the author have a sense of awe. I answered only a hundred crosses, friends are not immortals, thousands of miles away, along the network cable, you can see the doorway.
Who knows if I'm gritting my teeth, holding a steel knife, or sighing and pondering, and the cigarette never leaves my hand.
All I can say is that I put all my thoughts into the book, and I really don't have the time to fix some crooked ways.
In the same way, if I send out something that I can't understand, it will offend many friends.
But it stands to reason that there is no trouble, no fear, and no trouble. If you can love others, you can wick people, and you are a righteous person.
But I don't know who I am. I often listen to the words of the older generation, and the deepest memory of them isγIf you want to be fair, turn it upside down.γ
It is also the heart that compares the heart.
In the same way, I have studied that text, but I don't know how many years have passed, and I don't know what it is talking about except for one topic.
AgainγTell the truthγ
I sent this article out, some friends think it's like a single cross talk, some friends will think the author is weak, some friends will think the author is very good, and some friends will look at it in the clouds, and they don't know where the green mountains are.
Some friends will think that hey, this author is quite angry, he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he has a whole single chapter! I can't bear it, I have to him if I stay up late tonight!
but
All I can say is that this single chapter is actually a joke. Reading it in another tone, it's quite smooth and full of laughter. Not to mention making you laugh, it can also make you young.
Especially. I've lived for so many years, asking myself, going out, and having a heart of awe for everyone.
is also like what the book says, no matter what, the etiquette is done weekly.
I have always understood that it is people who are taller than the mountains, and those who are longer than the road are legs.
In your own words, your heart sends your thoughts.
If you don't forget your kindness, there will be a clear spring in the mountains.
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'Smack' to close the stall.
Crackling like a firecracker said a big push, in the dead of night, the people in this inn are also finished, ready to sleep, tomorrow friends melon seeds tea is ready, and then tell you the story of the warrior Zhao Zhou,