If you make writing a habit, you won't be unarmed
It's time to cut my hair tomorrow, I've been degraded for too long, there is no world in drunken dreams, there is no pursuit of any pursuit you pursue, I walk alone, I really walk alone in the world, but I don't want to go against the people in my life, boring society is ethereal, boring prosperous and troubled times, take a glance, it's better to take a look at the goddess of the starry sky in my book the day after tomorrow@jolie Luo Xiaoyun goes to my realm, the red dust returns, impermanence and impermanence are not philosophical, just like China to unify is a redundant move, the same heart is the same.
TingTingw_: The fresh air is at your disposal, and the situation is as elegant as a fairy dwelling~ Cingjing Farm in autumn is accompanied by sheep bleating.
It rains in Taipei at night, how good it would be if it was a leisurely heart! I couldn't help but buy a bottle of beer to drink, haha! One of the disciples bought it with the money I bought, she just loves to drink, and I hope she can be independent and self-reliant! I like to drink quietly alone, and I don't want to drink with my friends when I am sleepy, and it is also my habit to be withdrawn; if I can't drink it, I won't drink it, and I should drink the oolong tea given by my Australian friend tomorrow night, how good it is hot and fragrant. No wonder they all say it's a pity to lose.
The period in the photo does not know that the future will go to the dark avenue, how can there be darkness in the prosperous world? Look at a bunch of little white people commenting on the terrorists, you know the heart of darkness, I don't know anything and say indiscriminately, the same I Xiaobai, obviously can be free in the world, too many people envy my freedom and freedom, but I disdain to destroy myself with my own hands, just to see if I am dead or reborn from the fire? The heart that is not far from death, the walking dead is like a dry Zen sitting.
Love beautiful scenery and love travel: Wuzhen, a small city with many stories, like water.
At the beginning, I went to Wuzhen to see the flowers, and it was the first time I set foot in China, and I opened myself up to embrace the world, and the world gave me only a bipolar world, two sides of the world, like a doomed gap between the rich and the poor, the rich get richer, the poor get poorer, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger. Small dreams have become big wishes, and the pattern of only seeking food and clothing is a doomed product of the times, alas! If it is just a spring dream without a trace, love and sorrow are also the helplessness of my survival.
Zhan Renxiong: If you make writing a habit, you won't be defenseless.
La Vie en Rose
How much should you have been in your previous life? How can you pay it off? In order to repay you, turn into a red rose;
Prickly and affectionate, blooming among thorns.
What should you do to me? In a certain past life, a memory, a pity. Therefore in this life, we keep searching;
So Pingshui met, and then they were separated and reunited. I hope that the love will flow away at any time, and then return to the beginning. I hope that the love of the past life will be extended to the earth and the heavens, to countless future lives.
Don't forget, even at the bottom of the cold valley, as long as you give me back what you right. I will also return it to you with the hottest, and this will not swerving. (To be continued......)