After returning to the room, I packed my luggage and looked at the three pots of flowers in front of the window in a daze.

Alfalfa flowers, the symbol of light and hope. Alfalfa, commonly known as grass seed, is a lowly plant that does not need to be cultivated, watered, fertilized, and left to grow on its own. And it does not live up to this beautiful spring and peaceful environment, crowded into a large area of green. The oily green is really attractive, and it becomes a scenery in the spring light. Lying on the soft bed on his side, his eyes wandered on the top of the shou, slowly draped in a thin jacket, moved to the window, and saw the old years in a trance, and his heart was rippling for a while. He dared to reconcile Luan Wang, and only wished to fertilize alfalfa in the mountains. Shedong planted early leeks, and his livelihood was like Yu Lang; Shexi planted small fruits, and learned silkworm cong township. However, given by the heavens, Qingqing was Linggang, Zhenmei Ping salt cheese, Geng Jieling snow frost. There is no day to pick, there is a secret recipe for cooking, the stove is warm, and the grits are fragrant. It is still suspicious of miscellaneous bamboo shoots and ferns, and the condition is stained with ointment. Cooking japonica and boiling cakes give this life a glow. I am hungry and satisfied, I am ecstatic and ecstatic, I sweep away thousands of dollars and food, and I will end up next to Ji Mountain.

The flower of the other side, the representative of darkness and despair. The flower of the other side, the flower of hell. Born in Lethe, prosperous in Lethe, year after year, born and prosperous on the other side. Red like blood, red charming, but the most poisonous beauty. Bloody Shore, Splash ...... The petals were dyed red, but they finally bloomed, but the red ...... For whom it opens, for whom it falls. The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, crying alone and the darkness, and the flowers are not returned.

Who will read it again? Huang Quan teared tears all the way.

Don't sigh that the soul of the world is bleak, how do you know that life and death are far away. Prosperous and earthly, clouds and mud and people, two magpie bridges.

Flick fingers of life and death, a few rounds of dawn and twilight, three paintings at dusk.

The leaves fall and the flowers bloom alone, the world is reincarnated, and the flowers and leaves are empty and sad.

The flowers bloom and the leaves fall, red and white, and the infatuation is difficult to keep.

The leaves fall to make soil, the flowers bloom in a few clusters, and there are countless tears.

However, at the bridgehead, Meng Po persuaded to drink, and there was no review for several lifetimes.

Crying and laughing vicissitudes, yellow springs follow, Buddha Zen is difficult.

Ah nose is down, the soul of the seven emotions is there, how to wake up in the maze.

Reincarnation is sad, the underworld is difficult to get drunk, and there is no way back.

Mandala flowers, a representation of light and darkness. Mandala flower: There are common flower species in the light and dark worlds, and they only grow in shady and cold places. The green mandala symbolizes the hope of life. The golden mandala symbolizes love, the lucky ones who are born, and have endless happiness. The white mandala symbolizes the love flower, which is a flower that blooms in the sky, white and soft, and those who see this flower will remove the evil from themselves. The red mandala flower is bright like fire, representing the meaning of love. The black mandala symbolizes unpredictable darkness, death, and displaced love. There is no love and no hatred in the mortal world, a tenacious and traumatized soul that has been hurt, and a road of no return to life. My garden is very good, and the jade house is covered with jade. The autumn wind does not dare to blow, it is said to be incense in the sky, smoke fans of money dreams, and dew drunk wood and makeup. At the same time, it is not in tune, and the dawn moon shines low. The Moshena beach rushes over the rocks, and the mandala shadows the river.

"Your Highness, as you expected, the Heavenly Monarch has invited the three Highnesses to the main hall to discuss matters," and a voice woke me up. "Do you have any details?" I asked. Qiushui replied, "No, my subordinates speculate that it is related to the peach feast that will be held in a few months, and I am afraid that this banquet is very likely to be a Hongmen banquet." "It has been 10,000 years since the Father Emperor abdicated, and the battle of the Six Realms has nothing to do with us, and there is no need for us to intervene if there is a Heavenly Monarch in the Divine Realm. It's just that you don't want some villains to take advantage of the loophole, so as to make the brothers uncomfortable. "Yes, the subordinates understand," Qiushui replied. Step aside. ”