"Sometimes life is a dream, maybe this is fate, if a dream is like a dream. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Time has been drunk several times, and when we come to earth, we have already decided that we are going to move forward, forward, and forward in this life.

Across the dreams of childhood, the memories of innocence, affect our lives, those memories that I don't know when, tell us a little bit of childhood dreams.

Walking through, the heart of youth, remembering the memory of love, listening to my parents tell the story of the past, watching the historical heroes give us traces, I want to say that the years are in the blurred days, so that we can't find some direction, but we will not really be lost.

Youth has mistakes that I don't know, the days of love, hate, sorrow, and joy are always so short, remember the bits and pieces of sorrow, I want to say, the blur of smoke and rain.

Stepping over the joys and sorrows of bitterness, walking in the memories of the past, I am thinking back, the memories of these days.

Subsequently, walking on the land of the past life, planting, those obsessed days, let the youth be drunk in the vast starry sky, let the time memory in the blurred butterfly dream.

Look at the flowers, listen to the rain, get drunk a few degrees,

Virtuous, chic, bits and pieces of life,

Youth, dreams, no traces, no regrets when you were young.

Slowly, drunk dreams, pursuing their own ideals in life, overcoming difficulties and obstacles, listening to people's gossip and scolding, speechless me, knowing a little, silent universe, telling about sound morality, looking at polite people, listening to a sincere and beautiful flower language, I think this is life.

Somebody likes you, somebody hates you, somebody doesn't respond, what do we need?

If you're just an ordinary person, you just need to pay attention to the people who like you, and you don't need to pay too much attention to the rest.

At most, pay attention to the people who hate you, and it will be a great merit.

An ordinary person, what is an ordinary person,

Ordinary people can create great feats, Ordinary people can only stir-fry and cook,

Ordinary people can have the talent of the world or nothing.

What is an ordinary person, an ordinary person is an extraordinary person.

Every life has its meaning, in our life journey, he may be very inconspicuous, but he changes your traces.

After the prime of life and the sunset red day, Looking back in a blink of an eye, decades of ups and downs, drunk and picked up the lamp to see their past grievances and grievances, and now they have turned into bits and pieces of memory.

There is no grace, no hatred, it is a drunken dream, and it is a butterfly language.

Looking at his children and grandchildren, looking at his son, who has also grown up, I am so happy to be a parent, I am intoxicated, drunk in a dream, I don't know what is the end of my life, but no matter what the end is, I will go on well, even if I face the devil, I will go forward like a demon, I am not afraid of difficulties and dangers, I am not afraid of sadness, I will go on.

Until the last moment of life, use your soul to shape the memory of time.

There are no regrets, no regrets, smiling to the last second of life, finally returning to heaven and earth, turning into dust and sand to continue to feel the meaning of life...... At the end of the soul, the destination of you and me is so simple, there are no superfluous words, no eyes, only the Bodhi flowers, only the drunken dreams, listening to the wind, watching the sea, contemplating the heart and appreciating nature, this is the memory of my life without traces, regrets and complaints!".

Looking at, thinking, thinking about this essay called "My Life", Dugu Batian, who had been completely white, slowly took out the box of gods from the bag of his clothes, only to see that it has become even darker now.

Looking at the three mysterious words he didn't know back then: Πaνδ?pa It had taken ten years for him to finally know what he meant. Πaνδ?pa = Pandora, the box of the gods, is actually Pandora's box.

Looking at it, looking at it, he slowly made a decision, using all his true qi to open the Nuwa Temple, the path to the legendary holy land of the Wa Palace, the ladder, and then he drove all his true qi to send this box into the ladder.

See, Pandora's box quickly flew towards the Wa Palace.

Dugu Batian smiled, and then he jumped into the holy lake under the statue of Nuwa and retreated to practice.

As he went into retreat, Nuwa City, he arranged for his younger brother, Dugu Hong, to take over.

Since then, Nuwa City has opened a new era, until a long time. (To be continued.) )

ps: Look at the flowers, listen to the rain, get drunk a few degrees,

Virtuous, chic, bits and pieces of life,

Youth, dreams, no traces, no regrets when you were young.