You come and go in a hurry, the footsteps of hurrying and seeking, let you hurry and busy, nameless time rushes to go, last night in a hurry, I heard the vast hurry to say, the author will hurriedly write a hurried text, hurriedly miss you, the sky is in a hurry to darken, hurriedly listen to the hurried rain began to fall outside the window, hurried thunder hurried loudly, hurried you stopped, hurried to take a series of hurried photos, hurried life, hurried life hurriedly...

Waist-length long hair, déjà vu tenderness, long wind does not blow, elegant, full of poetry, you, I, still can't speak, how, the world is long, very close, very far, who seems to have never finished speaking, slim, slim singing not looking lonely, not looking forward to the lonely cloud, don't think alone, a long hair my favorite, the desolation of the sorrow and joy, a long thought of the thoughts, the road, the raised hair, who has endless vicissitudes.

The floating world, it is more correct to say that it is the floating universe, boundless, unbounded, infinite, beyond all the concepts you can think, I said that it may be the end of the big universe where life is too small and unknown, and there is nothing at the end, theoretically, but the space that passes by, is a silent piece of sky, that is the freedom of the sky, this is the ultimate that you and I can reach together, you say that there is love at the end, your love is at the end, I turn into a whimsical chase.

Mysterious love, at the end of the universe, hahaha! crazy, consciousness soaring, all the way across all time and space, chasing to the end, accidentally discovered the mystery of the universe, la! The sophistic sigh and irony of the great universe structure is presented in front of me, I don't need this, I need your love, the love at the end is empty, empty? How can it be? Your love is empty, alas, love! How can you love empty love?

The whimsical at the end of a painting is as empty as the frozen freeze of the ink-splashed landscape. Who said that a woman's heart is difficult to guess, the song of Wangchun Feng says that a woman's love is very firm, and love and hate are clear. Dazhe asked, "Tianjiao Dragon, what do you say?" The dragon doesn't say, just do. I taste my own life, I go on my own battlefield, my happiness is not good, my demeanor is not good! Dazhe said angrily, Long Yinyue, what do you say? I? How can I say? I can't say, can I say that the person I love doesn't love me?

Surging with your love. I know, I know it, but I can't get it. Taishang forgot the moon and calmly told sù Dazhe, saying that this woman is too beautiful, the beauty is heartwarming, and the heart will hurt and will be unbearable. The head of the demon laughed, laughed hahaha, conquered, possessed, joyful, happy, the power of the storm peak is dominant, invincible and unbounded man, you are the middle between the gentleman and the beast. Wrong, the philosopher king is against the great philosopher, the great sect of eyes to watch, listen and watch, philosopher's fantasia. (To be continued......)