Seven days have passed, and it is a new day.

At the end of the day, it is another desire to die.

Eating, that's the only thing to be happy about. Although the chopsticks are not stable, it is uncomfortable to sit, and I am very happy to eat with my teeth grinning! Of course, happiness is only a little bit, the scratch that should be sent is still sent, and the old way that should be scolded is still scolded. The five flavors of food, just like the five flavors of life, sour, bitter, sweet, pungent, and salty must be properly blended and used in moderate amounts to be called a-

Good.

The dish of life, at this time, the bitterness is a little too much, and it is difficult to swallow a few small paths, so it is no wonder that there are many complaints.

Which way to carry? Carry non-load, not to carry, slaughter that way!

As usual, deliberations.

The five tiger generals are completely imposing. Lian Yu has been subjected to inhuman torture and has been severely damaged physically and mentally, so what else can he do except raise his head to complain, bow his head and sigh, and scold his mother in his stomach? In a bad mood, there is nothing to say, and the scattered voices return to silence. Seeing that the regular meeting was about to end hopelessly, General Huang suddenly opened his mouth to say a word, which was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and the peaceful situation was broken in an instant! Then the anger of the people was ignited, and then they shouted and reprimanded in unison! How could they say this? How could they think like this? This brother's brain must have been broken, otherwise how could he say such an indignant, sad, and inappropriate sentence?

General Huang said this: "I suddenly found that in the past few days, my martial arts have grown very much!" It was this sentence that made everyone angry from their hearts, and evil was born to the side of their hearts! General Zhang blew his beard and glared at him: "Grow into a fart! Tell me, in which competition, you are not a defeated general?" General Huang was stunned and muttered: "Then, perhaps, you have grown up in several martial arts!" General Guan sighed: "You, you! Don't say it again, you don't know how to die when the time comes!" What do you mean? Is it wrong? Where is it wrong? General Huang was at a loss, and General Ma smiled and said, "Think about it, if Master hears what you say, what will he think?"

Then he smiled and praised him, and then, no, no, no! General Huang suddenly realized, his eyes widened and he muttered, "When I didn't say it, when I didn't say it!" Why did I make great progress? Why did I make great progress in the past few days? It was made by a whip and a ruler! Very good, very good, if I don't fight, I won't be successful, and I will continue to fight tomorrow! This is the reason, and at that moment, several generals opened their mouths one after another, and whispered to General Huang down, and General Huang was convinced, and promised not to make similar mistakes in the future.

What about General Zhao?

General Zhao was naturally the most seriously injured, and at this time, as always, he lay on the bed, bowing his head and busy with his own affairs. This time it wasn't the ointment, which had long since run out. This time he didn't participate in the meeting, but leaned his head to the shadowy place at the end of the bed to know what Suo Suo was doing. The generals had already felt strange, and then they stopped talking for a while, and they all climbed onto the bed and stretched their necks - but they saw that Zhao Zilong was holding a bald pen in his hand, writing hard in the corner of the wall, his expression was serious and serious, and he kept saying something in his mouth. Why did the boss suddenly change his surname? Every day, he cries and cries wolves and doesn't like to write, and now he runs back and secretly practices by himself? The generals were surprised and surprised when they saw this, and they hurriedly stared at the place where the pen was put down—

One after another, round after circle, saying that it is a person writing, and it is like a ghost drawing a talisman, a big military parade of matches, and a copper plate is seen again and again. The generals looked at it for a long time, still at a loss, and no one could see through the mystery, so they couldn't help but ask, boss, boss, what are you doing? General Zhao looked up with a smile and whispered mysteriously: "Bookkeeping." "Bookkeeping, what kind of accounts? The generals were at a loss. The confusion is only for a moment, thinking of the tragic experience for many days, everyone understands for a moment -

Ma Mengqi exclaimed: "Admire, admire, the boss still has a brain!" Zhang Yide gave a thumbs up: "Good man! count you ruthless!" Zhao Zilong smiled proudly and continued to trace the wall with a pen. After a while, Guan Yunchang shook his head and sighed: "Boss, you think about it, and you remember it clearly!

"Not bad. General Zhao nodded and replied.

Huang Hansheng then nodded: "Yes, those circles must be whips." ”

"Wrong!" General Zhao shook his head and said: "The thin bar is a ruler, and the thick bar is a whip, is this circle-" The generals waited for a long time without him talking, knowing that the boss was selling the guanzi, so they asked together: "What is it?" General Zhao smiled with satisfaction: "This is a word." "One word, what is it? The generals didn't know why, and when they asked General Zhao again, General Zhao refused to say anything, but just smiled mysteriously-

How can this be done? If you don't ask him, you won't be able to sleep well when you go back! For a while, the generals asked again and again, and Zhao Zilong finally got impatient under the soft grinding and hard bubbles, and waved his hand: "Don't make any noise! Let me tell you, this word, uh, I can't write, it's a-"

Die!

Although General Zhao didn't know how to write the word dead, he could still write it down in his account! Who died? Who did General Zhao want to die? The generals suddenly felt terrified for a while. Look at the circles on the wall one after another, that person died again and again, dead and alive, alive and dead, it is really a good account!

There is no pattern.

General Zhao made a few notes, and when he felt that his anger could not be suppressed, he drew a circle! After making a few more strokes, he thought that the man was already innocent of death, so he drew a circle! After making a few more strokes, he found that letting him die once did not relieve his hatred, and he added another circle at the moment! While admiring in shock, the generals whispered and sighed with a lot of emotion! This is not only an account, but also a portrayal of the state of mind, a catharsis of emotions, and a vicious curse on that person! The boss is the boss, or he has a way, you see that everyone has been scratching for a long time, and he is not as good as sketching alone. As the saying goes, it's better to remember the surname than a bad pen, it seems that you should also remember it, and you can't be so confused anymore!

The generals had made up their minds and ran back to their houses to follow suit.

General Zhao lay on the bed and continued to scribble on the corner.

How do you remember?

Whether it is correct or not is unknown, just looking at the black circles, it is a vicious curse! Love wants to live, evil wants to die, this is a strong resentment, is a strong response to endless oppression! Tao is fierce, it is really helpless, this is a helpless way, no one wants to hide in a dark corner to draw circles and play, if you have the ability to rush out and give him a hundred hundred! Besides, in the words of Daoist Fang, you don't blame me for this, and I'm not the only one who draws circles, don't you see that big tree also has a big circle?

Alright, alright, the painting is done.

Sleep, sleep, rest.

Daoist Fang is self-taught, and he will be able to keep accounts at once. A genius is a genius, and a little thing can't help it. The level of memory of this account is very high, both simple and clear, but also obscure and profound, in case the unfortunate sight of the man, he will not be able to scratch his head at all. Anyway, the accounts after that will be recorded by Daoist Fang himself, anyway, he will be the one who collects the accounts in the future. As for when this account will be collected, it is still too early to say at this time.

Whether it is bitterness, happiness, sorrow or joy, it will pass day by day. After that, it flowed slowly like a babbling stream, in the channel of time filled with pain, blood, tears and sweat. During the occasional splash of a few small waves, it is an indelible childhood laughter, but also a happy memory that cannot be erased. Time is like flowing water, diluting the joy and sorrow of the youth, and taking away the so-called hatred and hostility.

Of course, there are also some memories that are indelible, let the passage of time and the washing away of the years. It, they, are like pebbles lying quietly at the bottom of the river, there, there. When you have a look back at the river of memory, you will inadvertently find that it is there, still there, and will not abandon you. For example, when the account book of the Taoist priest is drawn in the corner, it is also engraved in the heart. After all, it's just a momentary spirit of a young man, and he may soon forget it, but in the distant future, he may still suddenly appear in front of him, and at that time, whether he was crying, laughing, or sighing was for a period of that youthful time-

Memory.

It must be mentioned that it is a silent control and demolition, and it is also a witness to growth.

Countless, still count the number of days in case of dizziness.

It's not an alien text, it's not a cosmic body, and the original text is copied as follows, and I don't understand and blame myself.

------○111110---1111110---011110---01110100------01110101

--○――○111110--11110-0111110--0111110--011110110111

--- ○11 -- ○ 111 11 -- ○ -- ○ -- ○ 111 1111 ○----○11111111100--○-○-111110--11010--111100--01111100

-○111110--○-111110-0111110-0111110-01111100--○-000--01110-00

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