There is nothing bad in prison, there is food and drink, and you can still work, and labor is the most glorious.

Let me talk about my thoughts in prison, I am a thinking person, I am not a thinker, but I am a thinking person, I am thinking about things in my head every day, thinking about things, and generally I don't take others lightly.

I especially envy Ye Duhong, Ye Duhong is really a god man, I envy him, not only because he has been to Tianyi Star in a flying machine invented by himself, but I envy many of his possessions. Look at Ye Duhong's status, the king of the floating country, look at his friends, Su Yu and Vanilla are his friends. He is so smart, so good at talking and doing things, and many of his advantages make me envious, and I envy Ye Duhong.

I'm finished, nested in prison, like a wild man nested in a cave, I won't have much rush in this life, I'm a heinous prisoner, I deserve to die, when will my life end, it's really hard to say.

It is possible that I died on the ground in the process of labor reform, it is possible that I sleep at night and cannot wake up the next morning, or it is possible that I choke to death while eating. How I'm going to die, I can't say, but I'm going to die sooner or later, and it's only a matter of time before I die.

When I was not dead, I tried to do some good deeds, the sins I committed in the past have passed, someone stabbed me to death with a knife, I did not complain, I am a prisoner, I was sentenced to death and stabbed to death, it is all death, I accept any death.

Don't say more, say something happy. I've always wanted to visit the black and majestic botanical gardens and zoos, but I haven't had the chance. I have known since I was a child that there are elephants and crocodiles in the world, but unfortunately, I am now in my thirties. Elephants and crocodiles have not been seen yet. If I were to be put to death like this, I would die without a blind eye, and I would not be reconciled.

Before I die, I want to visit the black majestic zoo and botanical garden, I just want to see things I haven't seen before. There are no regrets about seeing you, shopping around, and then dying again.

But what prison governor would allow a prisoner to go to the garden? Who made me a prisoner, and who kept me in prison? Prisoners are not tourists, prisons are not amusement parks, and the idea of visiting botanical gardens and zoos can only be imagined.

It is said that the weapons in the Niu Donkey Weapons Store are very famous, and they are all high-end weapons. One day I escaped from prison, so I went to buy a weapon, and I took it to the world, and it must be very powerful.

Heck, in prison, I just thought like this, I didn't have anything to do after eating, I just thought about it. I thought, this life is full of ups and downs. Today's glory and wealth, tomorrow on the streets, who can stand this sense of disparity.

Many years ago, I worked in the county government and was the number one in the county. This is what people often call the county magistrate. When I was the county magistrate, I wasn't happy. I'm busy every day, and I used to have nothing to do with me. At this time, I need to cāo heart, I also worry about this, I also worry about that, and I break my heart.

My family lives on the twelfth floor, and when I took the elevator, I sat on the wrong floor many times because of fatigue, and I was supposed to get off the elevator on the twelfth floor, but I sat on the thirty-second floor at once.

My wife is ten years younger than me, and people say that I married a good lady. My wife is a painter and collector, and her paintings are very expensive, and a painting can sell for tens of thousands. But because I was busy with work, she had to take care of my life and almost gave up painting.

At that time, I was a person of status, and every once in a while, people would come to my house to give gifts, some people I knew, some people I didn't know, they would give me famous paintings, gems, ivory, tiger skins, tiger bones, bear paws, and money.

I took it, and many people I didn't know came to my house and brought me things. They didn't say anything, they just said to come and see me, give me something, and make sense. I looked, good fellow, where was the little thing, and he gave me a box full of money.

These people are very filial to me, I am an official, I am a local parent official, I am a parent, they respect me, I receive their affection, they are really filial.

I received a lot of things, enough for me to live in luxury for several lifetimes. I also found a small card in the crack of my house with a picture of the beautiful woman on it, and a contact number. To tell you the truth, I've contacted a lot of girls, and of course, it's not exactly through the guò card.

There was a special person who introduced me to girls. I just like a lot of different types of girls, some people introduce me to girls, some girls are high school students, some are liberal arts, some are science majors, and some are art students. Some girls are in college, some are in graduate school, some are in doctoral studies, and some are postdoctoral fellows.

I accept them all. I'm a good person, and ah, I like to make friends. I found out that I have two hobbies, one is writing and the other is making friends. I've written a lot of words, I've said it, I've written about my sins. I like to make friends, I know a lot of rich people, and those rich people, their money, a lot, is not earned by earning wages, but by their own ability. In addition to these people, I know a lot of girls, and they are all my girlfriends. Of course, I don't disclose these things to the public.

Later, I don't know which person who didn't care about me exposed me, and I was investigated. I was bribed, all kinds of bribes, and that's why I went to jail.

Heck, I'm not complaining about this, I have nothing to complain about. I did those things and then I was punished, and rightfully so. In prison, I can also write, I record these words in prison, write my heart, if nothing else, I am for my heart.

I'm not a county magistrate anymore, I'm nothing, that's not right, I'm a prisoner, I'm a prisoner, that's right.

Am I writing these seemingly ridiculous words in prison to atone for my sins? It's good to be able to write, and as a prisoner, to be able to write is to find a way to confide, to be able to vent my inner emotions through guò writing.

I have six daughters, the youngest of whom is now only four years old. I cried last night, and since the day I became a prisoner, I have been sorry for my wife, and I am even more sorry for my daughter, and I really want to say to my daughter: Daddy is sorry for you.

Alas, it is really bitter to be alive. The girls I used to associate with, in my bed, laughing at me, in my car, playing with me, we had a lot of fun, but who knows, as soon as I went to prison, none of them came to see me, they all hid away. Women are really not a thing.

My time is running out, I understand, they are going to shoot me, they are discussing my crimes, they want me to say, don't discuss it, pull me out, forget it, and execute it immediately.

I've lived enough, but I'm not worried about my daughters, my six daughters, would they suffer without me? That day my hands were handcuffed, and all six of my daughters saw it, and three of my daughters started crying, and it was okay if they didn't cry, but when they cried, I felt so uncomfortable. I'm not a good county magistrate, and I'm not a good father.

I've really lived enough, I'm tired of living, I'm bored, I'm impatient, I don't want to live, I wanted to commit suicide in prison the other day, and after half an hour of writing, I wanted to hang myself with a rope, and the rope was a rope I made of paper and straw, and I committed suicide in prison, so I didn't have to use a gun. But I didn't do it, I hesitated, the moment I picked up the rope, I looked at the handwriting on the sinful paper, thinking about my daughter, I finally didn't hang myself.

I've hired killers in the past, I've killed people myself, and I can't count the people I've killed, and in this era of war, so many people died on the battlefield, many people died outside the battlefield, so many people died every day in the world, this is a world of death.

As I said in the article, I killed a lot of people, I killed a lot of people with my own hands, so I just opened another killing ring and killed myself.

Even if I hadn't killed myself, I would have been executed. I don't have much time left, so I wish my wife and my daughters a safe life.

I'm a bad person. On this stage of the world, I'm a villain, I'm a big badass. I've thought about being a good person, and I've been a good person once, and that time I was impressed.

My bosom friend took me on a motorcycle, and she was a very capable girl. We quickly passed by a young woman with a satchel, and with a light pull of my hand, I took her bag. I looked back and saw the young woman being thrown to the ground, her expression so surprised that she didn't think she would be robbed by a speeding car.

We stopped in the suburbs and I opened the bag to see what was inside. I found a case book in my bag and I learned that her mother was seriously ill and needed to be treated as much as possible. She must have been robbed by me on her way to the hospital.

I can't bear to blow such a filial young woman. I asked my bosom friend to ride back, and I had to return the bag to the young woman.

I had an argument with my soulmate, and she couldn't resist me, so she rode back honestly, and fortunately, the young woman was still there, and we passed by her again, and I threw the bag to her, and I gave her an extra 10,000 yuan, which I stole somewhere else.

I was a good person that time, I was a good person.

Even if I do some good deeds, will others recognize the good deeds I have done when they know that I have sinned? Will they say that I am a good person? Will I be a bad person all my life? Since others say that I am a bad person, I will be bad to the end, and I will escape from prison, escape from prison, and go to a picnic in the wilderness. I don't want to stay in prison all the time. Prison break, prison break, go out for a picnic, go to music, go for a walk, go for a laugh. Jailbreak.

But lately, the prison guards have been strict, and I have to find a chance to get out, and I can't let go of any chance to escape. Seize the opportunity. (To be continued)