Why do we have to fight with each other? Aren't we all human beings all the same? As long as we communicate well, we can understand each other.

It's just because they're all human beings that they can't trust each other. Humans always want to sneak up on the enemy from behind, and it's not just us, it's always been the same stupid thing that makes people dumbfounded, and they will continue to do these things in the future, these are karma that can't be changed.

And so on and so on and so on, are you not doing the same things? Who will speak on his behalf?

Here I witness a brave soul. Will you raise your shield for him? I will always stand behind him, so that the world will never have a chance to attack us.

Will you wield your sword for his glory? Would you like to raise a glass to him?

I would make the song of triumph as meadizing as mead in his story. Then the verdict of the Ring was over, and the anger and bravery that had united the Brotherhood long ago beat with his heart.

Beat our war drums, the echoes of the mountains make the enemy tremble. That's how it should be. The quiet sea, the lights are impetuous, the vehicles are impetuous and murmuring, the night is impetuous black, the shadows are crowded and moving, the sluggish tail, the windows are silent, the sound sneaks up on the crests of the waves, the commotion of the shore, flooding the city, the moon only reveals a lonely arc, that is the memory of a ship, faintly long scars, brighter than flowers, when the rain is raging, the sea needs quiet the most, the language is wandering everywhere, the language is the moss wandering everywhere, it is redundant, the name is the entangled seaweed, the sea only needs to be silent to the depths, the sea does not speak, but there is still everything, the reef will not smile, the sea will。

Fighting for height, competing for Xuan Miao's chest, answering each other with fishing songs, still shadowing and sinking abdominal muscles, wicker waist, tender lotus hands, fragrant shoulders and thin neck.

Everywhere Qiu madman wants to get his hands on it, and he wants to take a few sips everywhere. Her cheeks sparkled, her eyes sparkled, her eyebrows were sparkling, her shiny hair was slightly flustered, and a few strands of hair were sneaking into her round navel.

The large porcelain white triangular arrow below the navel points directly to the heart of the myriad of problems. Her core magical superpower, as if she had a premonition of what she was about to face, trembled gently and filled with restlessness and restlessness.

Like clouds and smoke, it can only pass away with the wind, and the figures of each and every other are gradually drifting away after all. The tea blossom is drunk for no reason, but who still owes a drop of cinnabar tears?

Fanghua is young, and her dreams fall in the morning. Fate is sneak attacking, the plot is moving, and the corridor of time is already a thousand mountains and rivers when you look back.

How many people put their hearts on themselves at first sight, which is a catastrophe that burns their hearts for a lifetime. The sky and autumn light turn to love.

Who has failed anyone, who has been banished to the edge of the sky, who is willing to wait for that moment of looking back. The road is long and long, the twilight is rising again, and I am still wandering.

You pass by, it is the wind, the rain, and the years. Thousands of kinds of prosperity, in an instant, like you have walked through the years of water, not for me, but messed up my floating life, writing the sadness of my life.

Since then, the pen has accumulated 3,000 threads, 100 turns of soft intestines, and buried in a piece of quicksand. The mouth, the gateway of the heart, and the wisdom come from it.

The quiet dark night was frightened, and before I had time to wake up, I was attacked by the torrential rain, don't say I'm sorry, it doesn't matter if I can't learn, just go on like this, not afraid of splashing mud, wetting whose clothes, and the white fog shrouded in stratus clouds, more like H2 who has been spelled