There is such a descendant of the noble family. He is a passer-by that Zhou Tong is looking for, and he has kindness and pleasure, but he misses the beauty he expects because the killing intent is too weak.

Repenting of being a slut, he is unwilling to face reality, but is willing to face reality. is entangled in his heart, but because the harm caused to him by reality is not hindered, he is indifferent. This indifferent self-treatment is bitter tea, drinking liquid and skimming leaves.

- The story takes place in a scholar clan named Yuntian City, and thus unfolds the face of the scholar clan.

From the time I was a child, I asked for items on a scale. Although it is a modest request, the family should refuse once or twice, but no, the requested items will always be obtained.

The days are gradually growing, when life is idle and inactive. The family often brings back some things that I haven't seen before, and Tim is lonely and depressed.

When I was a child, I was lonely and speechless. Fresh items that often appear, not just want them.

Although he is a child, he is still very young in his heart, but he still has a lot of ideas to limit his own demands. If not, if it weren't for being too young, who would ask for the heavy happiness of a dead thing?

Communicate with people, communicate with people games. With thoughts on the vast wilderness, to pursue a beautiful run.

There are always fragments of communication with people, and the fragments of communication with people are like this in memories.

The withdrawn self also thinks that to do something of his own, to run, to meditate, to be mad, to be angry, to show himself, to feel his own happiness, to communicate with himself, but it is a bit interesting, but unfortunately he always thinks that he is an ordinary person's Yuntian City, and he has always known in his heart that he can't get it, he can't get what he wants, because he knows that ordinary people can't be as happy as a fairy.

The big things around are constantly coming, and whoever is good is happy. Deep down in my heart, I was obviously taught by no one, but I just thought that it was impossible to have these joys and happiness.

Yuntian City, who has gradually grown up, finally feels that he is a little different from other ordinary people. When I was a child, I felt that it was impossible, but when I grew up, I realized that it was indeed impossible.

I often feel that I am unpredictable, and I have given myself some confidence. In the confused and wandering world, the magic of childhood often dragged Yuntian City to find hope, to make himself think that he was different. Otherwise, they are all ordinary people, and it is impossible to succeed no matter how hard they work.

As you grow older, time passes into the days after you grow up. Cloud City experience lifestyle, tour hundreds of life summary. gradually understood that the class below the scholars was despicable and shameless, and treated their descendants perfunctorily and harshly.

Yun Tiancheng didn't understand, didn't understand why the class under the scholar clan would think about it, how great kindness it was to raise future generations? Why don't you want to, it's a sin to not raise future generations well. Simple food, clothing, housing and transportation, kind family education, everyone has freedom, why do the classes below these scholars feel that it is their duty to manage their descendants?

Since childhood, I have not established a good understanding of family concepts, and in my growing life, I have been improvised in three words of exhortation. I have no knowledge of the world, no culture, and no quality education. Why don't you take responsibility for these mistakes yourself? If you are a waste yourself, you should not expect what will happen to future generations. All you can give is a decent distance from each other, and strangers will thank you, not to mention that?

Everyone first divides the free individual, and everyone looks forward to the good side. But there is a class under this noble clan who thinks that the offspring is something under their own management, and it is a gift to raise him, and he has to repay me?

It's a sin for you to keep something cheap. Everything in the world is fair on the avenue, how much you have thoughts and feelings, he will give you absolutely fair things. Why are you so cheap, the avenue also gives you fairness, you just belong to the lowly. But your descendants are superior to you, so why can't you give him justice?

Be humane and benevolent. Since you are humane, if you want to give him injustice, you must accept the killing of righteousness and the punishment of righteousness.

When our scholars see their kind, they always feel that they have no hesitation to support them. Perhaps in response to the way of heaven, we are always rich because we always want to help our own people. A lot of curious things ask us, do you want to be rich first before you help? haha! So they are always so poor, the grievances of poverty.

Everything has a spirit, and it is inspired to act. Everything has a spirit, and it moves when you feel it, so why bother to make it difficult.

The class below the nobles will never turn over, because those who have a good fortune appear in the nobles. big

Dao Zhigong, what I am complaining about may not exist at all. Because there is now a well-established system of monks, a steady stream of "commoners" trapped under the nobles, these "commoners" are monks in sheep's clothing, and they are hidden among the real commoners.

The nobles are all untouchables, and we live, in fact, very ordinary, just want to live like the commoners.

It's like in the beginning, I felt like I was alive to have something, that it was something that deserved, that someone else had it, and that it was normal.

Later, I found out that when others can get this normal thing, they don't strive to have it, earn it, but lose it. Because they don't feel worth it, they don't deserve it to him.

There are many things that the nobles can't get, and the untouchables can't get all the material things. But why do they live as if there is no gap, because the untouchables are more dedicated to certain things because they don't think it's worth it, while the gentry are distracted.

The people of the noble clan themselves can carry more things, especially the emotional part. But the untouchables are single-minded and favored by the heavens. obviously didn't want to ask for the Dao Zhigong, but because of his incompetence, he was forced to receive favors. The humanity that he walked by himself, but he refused to bear the price of killing.

Benevolence, righteousness and morality, walking humanely, and being a human being. The sorrow of the scholars comes from the following in their minds, and they sigh deeply, and there is no obstacle to follow. No obstacle does not mean that certain decisions can be made, and the thing itself is still bound, at least to learn the way of heaven. Love freedom, and in the end, you will only hate your own incompetence. Too weak, with items that can change you, and hesitant to entangle your emotions. was already very light-hearted, because of this inexplicable obstacle. Reality lets go of you, white as air, indescribable.

The name Yuntiancheng was chosen by himself, and when he was a child, because he came back from adoption, Yuntiancheng showed a state of loneliness. The relatives around him felt that he was very independent, so they did not give him a name, and felt that when he grew up, it would be more appropriate for him to choose his own name.

After reading poetry and books, the first name that came to his mind was "Yuntian City", later "Yunliancheng", and then "Yunlianyuan", which represented material resources. In the end, I decided on the original name, because I wanted to build a truly happy home. "Heavenly City" is cloudy, and the sky beyond the clouds. In the heavens of the clouds, I see the sorrow that can be seen.

I hope I can blur myself, one day, for a while, for a while, for a while. I didn't feel myself, I thought about it a little, I didn't want any of this.

At the beginning, I had a heart, looking forward to being with another being. What was once a sea is now gone.

It was a very beautiful woman, the most beautiful feeling in my heart. Others may feel that the eyes are good, but I feel the same as others around me, and my faint heart is lost in the warm expectation that I have never had.

Self-asserted identity, inexplicable living place, seeing the explicit remains of other women, questioned her, there is no evidence, but it is sure that this is the real answer. Maybe I think it's all too early, this feeling is wrong, right? There has never been a maverick woman, think about the woman who is not outstanding, although the girl is destined to be the back of the teaching material of benevolence and righteousness, but she really has a relationship with me that cannot be described in reality, everything.

I missed it, and then I found a lot of women in a scattered way, and I didn't bother, and the fun that arose in this world felt that space was empty, and there was no other antidote.

She is not a relationship to describe by the length of real contact, the beauty used to describe is only known to me, this belongs to me alone, maybe she is gone, she should never meet again, between me and her, mutual failure.

I shouldn't have succeeded, I'm an ordinary person. Blame who? Blame the Great Dao for what he expected of me, he gave me hope, and he also showed me greater things. Seeing the world, the original pursuit of ideas, even women have a unique share.

The sorrow of the scholars stems from the fact that they are at the level of ordinary people, who can enjoy things that are beyond the reach of most creatures, but have no clue to seek the true meaning of what they want.

The monk is destined to seek to train himself with the attitude of knowing that he has failed, to train himself to be able to carry happiness in the future. I knew that I couldn't have the ability to stand up to the heavens and the earth like the first monk in the world, and I knew that I would never be able to become that kind of existence. What is the idea that it is impossible to do? The mystery of death comes from this.