If Zhao Xiaomeng quits, does he plan to sink casually like the protagonists in other storybooks?

In the ascendant, Zhao Xiaomeng dragged a heavy pace, according to the instructions of the shopkeeper, inadvertently encountered a few little red demons with red sleeves and fragrance, there was a tiny red mole at the corner of the lip, fluttering with crystal clear wings, at first around the red lantern non-stop, met a guest officer, I thought it was interesting, so they came to fly to him with interest, but he listened to the falling flowers, there was a sound from the roof tiles, and there was a cat's meow...... Alas, endless sighs, sighs, the long wind crosses secretly, know whether you know it or not, it should be the autumn evening of Taoyuan! The people have this strange place, and they are still a little worried and afraid, like they can't love anymore. In that unknown corner, Zhao Xiaomeng thought that he had met love around the corner, but as a result, "everyone looked for him thousands of times." Suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim." It is worthy of the beautiful woman who came out of the painting, confirmed her eyes, and met the right person? The feeling of a heartbeat? It is the rose hidden behind it, the self-confidence that loves you and has nothing to do with you, it is the destruction of you, it is love, not the memory of the Tanabata meeting. Towards the twilight, pity the demons and ghosts smeared with light makeup, lively and pretty, such as after three lives and three lives, the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze, butterflies love flowers, indulged in obsession, do you know how many flowers bloom in your dreams? Zhao Xiaomeng will be wrong, the little red demons smiled lightly, tugging at the corners of his clothes, making him tired of it, and almost fell. But he didn't want him to leave them, it turned out to be teasing, the fairy of Huzhu, the palace lock heart jade, swaying, eternal Jue Chen, fragrant honey like frost, when and when. Zhao Xiaomeng thought that they would follow all the way, but when the dust settled, they slipped away directly, just like when they came, the clouds may have come!?

Running away from the land of right and wrong, Zhao Xiaomeng was busy with the problem of fullness at night in the stove room, and began to look for other things to do. After all, on the first day of arrival, the enthusiasm of the innkeeper was simply meticulous, if it weren't for the situation, he really calculated that he would find the old man tonight to ask for some planning, with the customs of this small town and the situation of the local government service and government office supervised by the commercial house, he had already had a calculation in his heart, or take advantage of the night, the opposite may be right, go out for a walk. Don't wait for "the flowers are not blooming", the waiting autumn leaves have already turned yellow, it turns out to be the person who is waiting, is there any? Maybe until the end, you will never be able to get out of the boundaries of your own paintings, and the labyrinthine and intricate puzzles will never be distinguishable, but "everyone is drunk and I am awake", it is worthy of the colorful paper lanterns in ukiyo-e paintings in the dark night, and the truth is always separated by a layer of mysterious paper. The still water flows deeply, the lights of thousands of homes are lit, and the story is long! No one listens to what is in his heart, it is better to act than to move, Zhao Xiaomeng finished the things in his hand, put some baggage in the not very spacious room, and went out to find a hundred ghosts who walk at night in the legendary night market street! Beyond the baptism of matter, then, the shaping of God? This is God, who leads by example, yes, they are!

"The morning cry rests, and the residual lights go out and bright. Knowing the night rain through the window, Basho has a sound first......"

There are bright lights, all full of wine and food to pursue the drama of the lively market, maybe even take turns in person, the level is clear, like a labyrinth of roads, the loneliness of the white night walk, is walking in the flowery and deserted streets, few people pay attention, no one knows whom, in the corner of no one, quietly full of flowers, bustling through the crowd of passers-by, that is, no one wants to stay, "there are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, do not bring no flowers and empty branches". Walking and walking, there are all kinds of people shuttling on both sides of the street, dressed in different ways, with the cold crescent moon hanging high in the sky, the beautiful woman with a folding fan in her hand is smiling and smiling, and she is tired of the rich life of brocade clothes and jade food, just as "looking for sorrow and looking for roots for no reason, sometimes it seems to be stupid and crazy, even if you are born with a good skin, the original grass in the abdomen" is described, and the poetry has no new idea for a long time, and the sameness may be the annotation of every scholar who reads hard in the cold window. Alas, how many grievances and hatreds are not a mirror, empty joy. It's a pity that people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete! The willows blow the shore, they step on the embankment, the sunrise and the sunset, but many people will not think that every time they come back, how many encounters pass by, looking up at the familiar starry sky, but have long ignored the familiar familiar of the street, just like them! People who come and go may never care, who is right and who is wrong, and who cares? Where will they go, but in order to survive, they must fight, I don't know how many mistakes they have made, people will always force themselves to adapt to the new environment in the face of desperation, adapt to the bustling night scene, a hundred ghosts walk at night, it seems to be fake, the streets at night are so charming! Zhao Xiaomeng walked in the lively street, fragrant and fragrant, everything, the shop of the literati and ink writers opened in a remote corner, a few drunk people fell on the side of the road, vomiting nonstop, and suddenly there were kind passers-by who went up to help, which can be described as a good show after another in the difficult world. There were a few pieces of cloth with the words gambling clearly written in the room, and there was a shout of "bet big and small, buy and leave", hurry away and stay away, don't be greedy. Zhao Xiaomeng wandered in the market outside the bustle, how to understand the bitterness of the market, reading incense, floating green smoke, or met Jenny girl who was like a pearl with a "hairpin of snow", wearing a cheap pearl necklace, as if oiled. It may be that there is too much clear soup and too much oil and water to make business in the store every day, and it may be so blurred that they can't recognize themselves clearly, the cold people, the ink and copper smell, Jinping is warm in autumn and cold at night, the voice is late, the concubine makes Zhaohua, Zhao Xiaomeng is still walking, the road is long, and the night is not young, can't you find anything really fun and interesting? So, the interest was gloomy, and after playing, Zhao Xiaomeng decided to return to the inn where he stayed, I don't know if the store is closed? The mountains are everywhere, and the people in the mountains are in twos and threes, and what they don't go out of the door may be the repetition and neat process of the farmers in the 9-to-5 tomorrow, but I don't know if Liao Kuoxingye, a little glimmer, and the people's suffering, will it become a topic of conversation for the guests after dinner, and the world is not worth it!

If this can be corrected, let the autumn night rain come to him, I hope that when tomorrow comes, the dawn rises, or the original familiarity, whether he will feel guilty about some beautiful things that he has abandoned, it is estimated that it is, of course not!

In fact, the residence arranged by the owner of the restaurant looks neither good nor bad from the outside, but it is still quite simple and clean, not dilapidated at all, found a place to live, and then arranged a simple defensive formation around the house, which was completed relatively smoothly, and a simple fairy magic circle was successfully arranged.

"It's coming, it's coming after all", I never thought that Zhao Xiaomeng worked hard to buy the paper and pen in the store at night, and it took some time to draw a lot of talismans, although there were a lot of wrong drawings, so they could only be torn up and thrown into the paper basket! The price is fair, Zhao Xiaomeng is now helpless in her heart, but she knows this well, Zhao Xiaomeng said to herself gently: "This night, it is destined to be a little uneven, make some charms, drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts, calm people's hearts, very effective." Heavenly spirits, earth spirits, demons and monsters are about to appear, I don't know if there is any effect"? After that, Zhao Xiaomeng sighed in his heart and said: What about your burned paper villain? Shadow puppet shows, telling you everywhere, ghosts are silent, strange forces are confused!

He once invited the bright moon and red leaves to be sad, drink the autumn wind, get drunk and burn the clouds, dress up with red makeup and paper, and play with defeat. Staggering, the sky is also leisurely, the earth is leisurely, and the heart is also chic. Whispering, hugging into the arms, love is gentle, fat in the bottle, red candle silhouette, tears as bitter poems, and a boat in the courtyard. The wind and frost sword, looking for a long time, the soul of the flower on a rainy night, there is nowhere to put it. In front of the chrysanthemum stage, in the deep alley of wine, the trees are full of sadness, and your smile is so beautiful......

When the sheep encounter the lion that is armed to the smallest detail, because of the principle of qualitative change caused by quantitative change, it is still very meaningful for everything to exist, not to mention that it is still a group of lions encountered, and there is a complete preparation of "lion fighting rabbit, but also with all its strength", do not do anything unprepared, and worry about being taught a lesson by the shopkeeper. Whenever Zhao Xiaomeng recalls this, a sense of pride always rises in his heart for no reason, and his brother has been galloping for countless years, and it is the first time that he has encountered something really embarrassing. A person who knows everything means that he can't do anything well, and vice versa! A new starting point may mean having nothing, and it also explains the helplessness of the real situation. If you think about it too much, it is better to solve it step by step, the problem is not important, and the result may not be bad. That's enough. Thinking about it, Zhao Xiaomeng smiled heartily, tomorrow will be better!

There is no way to the inn's house in the world, but the world is broken by the dream of the soul.

Mountains are everywhere, rivers and lakes are deep!