To be refined is to be refined, and to be limited is to be limited.
The so-called fate is good when enough is enough.
Before the song is finished, the east is white and the red sun is rising.
On the small island, the girl was clean. She embraced the blazing sun in the tidal sea. This was her embrace of heaven and earth. The merchant looked at her beside the reef and watched the Ragnarok.
"I can't bring you any good news."
"Of course I won't try to pick the moon. I want the moon to come to me."
She turned around, and her little white skirt rotated around the world, and her body was filled with energy. The merchant had not had much contact with this person, but he felt a sense of illusion from her body, which was a kind of real sadness. But this sadness has nothing to do with the present. She has no subject, but through her, you can see a corner of the future.
Her strength and specialness are unique and defensive. As an observer, the merchant can feel the overwhelming sense of oppression, which is blockage. That kind of strength seems to flow, as his realm improves. And improve.
For a middle-aged man, his continuous growth is due to this person. She has elevated her growth path from the Imperial Cemetery to the level of Ragnarok. Although he feels that the strength of the other party is far from the so-called Ragnarok. You can limit it, but that is already the upper limit of what you can access.
The merchant's emotions toward this woman were mixed with curiosity and helplessness, because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't close the distance. He looked at her from a distance, watching her become more and more illusory, but he couldn't explain her role in this world. As a result, he would often collapse. When he was young, he encountered an unsolvable mystery. In his latest career, he also lost a lot.
The middle-aged man does not have much ambition. He just tramples on the small hills under his feet when conquering the mountains.
This world is big and beautiful, but in such a vast world, my eyes are filled with sadness and loneliness.
Time and space are misplaced, and I still cannot embrace my ideals after all.
Heartache?
For what reason?
What position should we take?
I was just a plummeting failure. The truth like running water passed through my palms, and I couldn't catch anything.
The merchant is always very melancholy here. He has not gone to where he should be, but he has become an irreplaceable legend in the imperial cemetery. He is the so-called peace of mind in the hearts of the elders, and he is a leader who can make the power thrive. People, but...
why.
"I came to see you again. Your world has my impulse. What should I say? The young master with red lips and white teeth always dies in vain. I don't know how the greater world works, whether the brilliance of idealism is It will burn down.
"Nie Du, it's broken..."
The seal woke up. He was so tired. It took such a long time to blink, but it was so short.
He seemed to have experienced it firsthand, otherwise why would he be so exhausted?
But I can't remember anything, I just came to another stage of my life very quickly.
"us……
"We five brothers...
"The dust has fallen to the ground..."
Seal suddenly covered his chest with his hands, and he began to breathe in panic. The severe uneasiness swallowed his soul. He stared at his empty self with blank eyes. He was in a state of despair on the ground. He didn't know why he was like this. , he cannot understand his own iceberg, memory...
The memory is swallowed by the iceberg, unable to reconcile with itself, in a state of amnesia.
"I can hear your voice." On the beach, the girl stepped on the waves. The water was moist, and the wind blew her hair. She turned her head, her eyes were clear, she understood love and hate, and she could read the truth. Under the starry sky, she There was a beat, and the sun and starlight shone on her at the same time. The clouds in the sky hung quietly. The merchant watched for a long time, as if he was savoring a drama.
You know very well;
In this world, fish are turning in the sky. Maybe many things are destined, just like when I met you, just like I had these inexplicable and wonderful emotions because of you, and in the end, I drowned myself in the water because of you.
The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses coughed and stood up. He did not waste his time to face such an unattainable mountain. The so-called obsession, you can only let go of it, just like the regret given to you by God. This is your ID card and the reason why you are who you are. If there is such a thing as man's victory over nature, then who would still believe in miracles?
I can't be too greedy and cause myself to continue to be in a mess and mix my fate in the muddy water.
Don't underestimate yourself.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
The merchant laughed. This was the first time in his life that he had lost his composure. Two lines of clear tears hung on his cheeks, taking away all his aloofness. It was an admission that perhaps, after looking at himself in the mirror for so long, he had always regarded himself as Being an exception, I didn't take a good look at this skin.
Everything comes to nothing, is there any room left?
there is none left.
The seal was awakened by laughter, and he took his big golden bull and started wandering again. He wanted to find the meaning of his life, just like a penguin glanced at the iceberg far away, and then embarked on the journey without hesitation.
If it were a story, it would be the story of a mother who worked hard to pull the little penguin, only to find that her child would be like her husband, embarking on a journey of death. In the end, it received negative comments from the audience: great maternal love is nothing but nothing in the end. A victim of male society.
But here, the shrimp clan and the crab clan have been cut off. There is only one lonely shrimp embarking on a journey for a ridiculous and unexplainable dream. No one sacrifices for him, and he encounters no obstacles. This is the shortcut to death. We Remember what you have done as a brave man.
If history is destined to be a tragedy, will you still write?
Yes, otherwise, there would be no tragedy in this world. How sad would that be?
Yes, that's why I'm here to be your victim.
The game in Death Paradise is over, the gambler breathed and stretched, the young master of Bai Kingdom died, and the young master of Bai Kingdom was born. In addition to the young master, the husband is also dead.
These two things were undoubtedly an earthquake. All the information was intertwined and transmitted in mid-air. The gambler smiled softly, quiet and gentle. Her beauty like water made her look particularly abrupt in the paradise of death.
it's over.
The prelude to the White Kingdom has begun, and she will not stop her journey. Even if this is an abandoned wooden house, she will build her own dynasty here. She has a lot to think about, whether it is reviving a dead body, or a dog using a mouse, everything She was ready to leave her mark on it with her own blood.
Come on, let me make a bet.
The woman had blond hair. She walked on the crowded road in front of her with a smile. Her lethality was increasing day by day. The composers and masterminds who had been watching the script before had left a few days ago because they knew very well that this person was unstoppable. win.
