The hand of God and man does not tolerate the world

You are the emperor of music, I? Hehe! Xiaoyun you are wrong, I am not, you met me in another time and space world, and I am just a wandering viewer at the moment, happy to walk, or sad and alone, your smile is beautiful, lead me to volley into the air, my heart is flying, this moment of enlightenment, the way of joy, thank you, the world of laughter and joy, oh! Don't forget my name, the god of boredom, Xiaoyun Jiao said: The last god in the pantheon, boring.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, you are really bored, Xiaoyun smiled. I don't know that it's you who is bored, otherwise I spent so much time taking pictures and stared at me so carefully, in order to turn it into a strange article, boring said. And I can feel your pushing, like a comet hitting the earth, burning! And I can feel your cold protection, like meeting the crowd and moving away, desert! It's none of your business, where the wind comes from, then I don't know. The wind comes and goes from behind.

The cold wind blows bitingly, and my heart is happy, as if I am at the end, stretching the freedom of the world, sometimes the sun is warm and comfortable, it is a peace, and the polar region can make me more comfortable, a vast expanse. I can't see the scenery in your eyes, but I see the desire in your heart, I can't see your mood, but I see your wandering, the cold wind blowing, one person talking to another, from outside the network, inside the network, and then outside the network.

The festival you like more, you never want to have a holiday, happy Mid-Autumn Festival! The King of Joy smiled and looked at the elegant eyes, like the beads of starry eyes, and in those tender eyes there was a beautiful woman standing under the starry sky, standing on the top of the cliff as if she wanted to ride the starry sky, thank you! It's not long before you come back to the world, when will you return?Flutter asked. The King of Freedom in the world looked at the moon and the starry sky beyond the dark clouds, and was speechless for a long time.

I used to be free, I thought that freedom was very cheap, I saw that you were not free, I threw away freedom, when you were free, I found that freedom is so expensive, you said that physical and mental freedom is freedom, and my unbounded heart collapsed, when you began to fly, I was in the endless dark world, farther and farther away, Mid-Autumn Festival, happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Happy? If you are happy, I will be happy, really? Your freedom is equal to my freedom, I am not the original me, I am not free.

Non-stop drizzle, waiting for news at work, with low hands, the risk is much higher, the cooperation between masters and masters is easy, the door does not have to be right, but the degree should be about the same, are masters to be happy, otherwise you have to wait like me, wait for the low hands to pass, hand me the last stick, super strong to take over, the hand of God, not to the world, so talk and knock on the words, let you a hundred years and a thousand years, where are you going? (To be continued......)