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In the middle of the night, all teenagers have dreams, and outside the dream, there is an empty ......

What can I do if my own blood and tears are dry?

In a world where the strong are respected, on this Rose Continent, there is still a long, long way to go. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's it, that's it, I don't want to, let's go. ”

With the question of the sky, "the same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other." At the end of this sentence, on the slightly glittering path, he came again, "Da Da . "Da Da" is the characteristic rhythmic sound of footsteps.

It was still a figure-eight step, following the path, asking the sky not to hurry and walk down the corridor.

Under the moonlight, his shadow was stretched a little by the moonlight, and a wisp of black shadow flickered on the crystal path of the small courtyard, like a swaying weed, maybe his body was too thin.

"The back is isolated and gloomy, the words are vicissitudes and powerless, what has this person experienced?"

"How can there be such a person in the world, doesn't he have feelings for women?"

Although he was awakened by the autumn rain and saw the scene of this garden, he was deeply moved, and for a moment he forgot to notice whether there was anyone in this garden.

Hehe, it is no coincidence that there is no book, and a poem that he chanted casually was heard by this strange man.

This strange man is talented and agile, bookish and proud, and his words and deeds are all gentlemen, and his talent and learning are definitely not under him.

This person, I'm afraid it should be a famous talent in which academy.

"Hehe, maybe I'm thinking too much......"

In the middle of the night, when I met a woman in Fanchun, I was afraid that I had already approached in a hurry when I changed to another man......

But this man is not like that...... In addition, the endless sorrow in this strange man's poetic mood does not seem to be less than his own.

The whole small garden was silent, and only the sound of asking the sky to leave slowly sounded.

At this moment, the moonlight is like scattered snow, shining on the face of Wen Cangtian, in the moonlight, the handsome face of Wen Cangtian at this moment, but it is pale and thin.

The autumn night is already deep.

After chanting poems with a strange woman, the mood of asking Cangtian has changed a lot at this moment.

At this moment, ask Cangtian with that strong lovesickness in his heart, and he wants to vent something in his heart.

Maybe only with this kind of venting, his own heart will not be so tired.

At this moment, Wen Cangtian had a more understanding in his heart, and there were many things that could not be done by his own efforts when he crossed over to the Rose Continent.

There are even more things that can not be done overnight.

However, he hopes that in the passage of time, he can remember the obsession in his heart and go on step by step.

The stars and frost change in the morning and twilight, and the yin and yang are miserable and the moon is bright.

The autumn frost of all things can be stunning, and the autumn days are the most poignant at four o'clock.

The smoke and waves are half exposed to the new sand, and the birds are flying in the snow.

Looking to the north and south of the late firmament, relatives and friends are boundless in their thoughts and hatreds.

Some cold autumn is destined to make people miss, no matter where they are, this kind of autumn thoughts will appear in the depths of their minds, making people think of something dimly.

In the memory, who said: The moon is cloudy and sunny, and the flowers are in full bloom and ruined?

Sometimes, withering, maybe it's the beauty of flowers, and sometimes, falling, maybe it's broken tears.

Between sorrows, it is vaguely known that the moment the flower blooms and fails, it is difficult to redeem the regret of this life.

Jun has no regrets, and gives you a snuggle in the city.

You have no regrets, and you are intoxicated with love.

You have no regrets and will accompany you for a hundred years of reincarnation.

At this moment, the beauty is in the south of the sky, and the king is in the north of the earth, so looking at each other, when is the end?

The beautiful woman wept, looking far away from the window, for whom, poured out the dream of a lifetime of prosperity?

In this world, who is the beautiful woman, who will wait for thousands of years, engrave it into an instant memory, linger in the heart, and remain eternal?

The promise of three lives and seven generations may only be to commemorate a past encounter.

There is no flower before the moon, how can you come to today's Sijun world?

Jun once asked: Obsessed with the millennium, the old red line, who will lead me?

Whose fingers are circulating again, you are faint and delicate?

The blood is stained with Rong Jia, who can rule the world for you and redeem the glory of your dreams?

The years have fallen to the end of prosperity, you are willing to sprinkle thousands of years of blood and tears for you, and stand up for the world!

Rely on each other, fly away, wander the world, and have no worries.

Use my desolation for a lifetime of joy for your life.

Maybe it's a dream, maybe it's a drunk.

Everything that comes to mind in a hazy way is remembered in the heart, and cannot be easily forgotten or easily replaced.

Alone, silently guarding the fetters in my heart, let's start the journey of a new life.

Almost half of the corridor was so far away that he asked Cangtian, and heard the strange woman say lightly: "This son, please go slowly." ”

"Little girl, there is something I want to ask Yu Gongzi, can I hope that Gongzi can stop for a moment and give an answer?"

Ask Cangtian instantly smiled dumbly, not knowing what to do.

"Hehe, this strange woman is really interesting, she can't afford and let go of everything she has, even if you ask others to help you, you keep your heart by yourself, what can others do?"

Again, if you don't sleep in the middle of the night and write poems with a strange man for a quarter of an hour, aren't you afraid that person has malicious intentions?

"Hehe, is it possible, don't you look like a bad person so much?" asked Cangtian in his mind, thinking a little helplessly.

"It's just that, I've been right with you for so long, how can I miss you one thing. ”

Wen Cangtian stopped moving forward, then turned his back to the strange woman, and said slowly, "Girl, you ask." ”

"Hehe, the slave family is grateful to the son. The strange woman chuckled and thanked.

Then, as if sorting out some chaotic thoughts in her mind, the woman gently plucked a leaf and held it in the palm of her hand, and slowly spoke.

"A few days ago, in the place of the high monks of the Lotus Empire, I got a witty saying, saying that there are three realms of life. ”

The monk said that the three realms of life are what the slave family has sought all their lives, and if the slave family can see through, there will be some achievement. ”

Speaking of this, the strange woman seemed to be in a hurry to ask the sky, and her voice changed, directly filtering some of the comments of the Buddhist monks on her future.

The first realm of this life, said: "Last night, the west wind adjusted the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world." ”

When the strange woman said this, it was as if the coquettish voice of the tinkling of flowing water stopped, as if she had thought of something, and as if she was waiting for someone's answer.

Asked Cangtian squinted his eyes slightly, waited quietly for a while, and didn't see the strange woman speak, so he asked, "What about the second and third realms?" ”

After asking Cangtian, his expression did not change, and he still listened quietly.

I only heard the woman in the distance behind her moving Xiaolian steps, with inexplicable melancholy, and said softly: "The second realm said: The clothes and belts are gradually widened and there is no regret in the end, and people are haggard for Yi. ”

And the third realm said: "The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the lamplight." ”

is a good life, three realms, and it actually summarizes the life portrayal of the strong!

Ask Cang Tian never expected that this strange woman would ask such a profound question.

After listening to the strange woman's words, Wen Cangtian's expression did not change, but a hint of intriguing smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then she asked unhurriedly: "Oh..... I see. ”

"Why, in such a life of three realms, why don't you understand, girl? ”

"No...... Childe, these three realms, the slave family has all understood. ”

"It's just that the slave family thinks that these three realms are not perfect in the child's heart, right?"

The strange woman's voice trembled slightly, as if her heart was a little excited, lest asking Cangtian's answer would disappoint her.

But even so, she remained calm and asked in a light tone.