Dancing pavilion or sunset grass and trees?

Author: No worries

About a few months ago, a junior student of Chinese Studies asked me to recommend some idle books to him.

A few months later, he registered Biquge www.biquge.infovip, and watched "Celebrating More Than Years" every day.

This book is good.

Every time I read a new chapter written by the old cat, I think of a sentence in my heart.

"You are dust, and you will return to dust......"

What seems to be as pure as water is more easily defiled, so it blooms, and what seems to be seen is more able to blind people's eyes, so that the clouds cover the sun.

After the conspiracy, what remains the same?

I think the character of Fan Xian was constructed by cats, and he was also raped by cats.

Those who write novels and those who read novels have a consensus that the reborn are invincible, and the reborn can rape the world.

So the cat who was not willing to do so was tired of thinking of a way to make the crossing cross, reborn and reborn.

In the end, I felt sorry for this world, and kept raping Fan Xian ideologically, making him a slave of that world.

Perhaps, Fan Xian's occasional memories of his past life can reflect the difference between him and this world, but after all, he raped him again, this time, it was **.

Then, those who write novels, those who read novels, those who should be snickering begin to snicker, and those who should be secretly cool continue to be secretly cool.

Brother Dunhuai's sentence is always blown away by the rain and wind, which is very kind to me.

Whether it is Ye Qingmei or Sean, the famous characters will eventually return to the dust, and even Chen Pingping, who has a funny name, will not have a few years to live.

Some of the greasy words and phrases are full of the vicissitudes of life and death, so I can't help but glance at the sentence on the cover of the book again,

"Even if you have to go against the sky".

Fan Xian may have to go against the sky, right?

It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to kneel down when everyone is overwhelmed by the momentum, and he doesn't have the ability to wave his hand, and the top magic skills in the universe that are full of gods and Buddhas hugging their heads and running around seem to be unable to pick up more than one million girls and dominate for five thousand years.

So, he must have done something, everyone had to wait, but extremely patiently.

After all, no matter how the supporting characters and villains are raped by the author's protagonists, they are also the protagonists, and the reborn are invincible after all.

This world is everyone's dance pavilion, splendid things are easy to rot, a gust of wind and rain, and the traces are not there.

Maybe everyone knows this truth, but they don't know whether they are the protagonist of this play or the audience.

So there are princes, mothers, male and female emperors, and even eunuch friends jumping up and down, intrigue.

In the face of these bull* characters, Fan Xian can't be "the wind is also Xiao Xiao, the rain is also Xiao Xiao, and the lanterns are thin and overnight."

It's boring to wake up, it's boring to dream, and it's not a dream to go to Xie Qiao", from the grass and trees in the sun, to the dance pavilion of some people.

The story starts here, develops from here, and probably ends here.

Helpless...... Pathos, after all, is always the closest thing to perfection.

If Fan Xian crossed again, he saw that someone had written a novel called Qing Yu Nian......

Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, there is a sky, this *** life......