The earth at that time.
Because many dignitaries became Arctic bodies and now lived on the moon, the power order of the earth world was reshuffled.
No one talks about the elixir of life anymore, and active vaccines are promoted instead.
The ability of the universe to exist for hundreds of millions of years is the existence of immortality, but when it comes to extremely small individuals, although there are plans for immortality, it is extremely difficult to achieve.
Moreover, even if it is realized, it will only require paying a huge price, which is much greater than the value of eternal life.
This time to cleanse away the dirt and forge swords into plowshares, it was the weekend, with all kinds of carnivals and banquets, bustling with music and drums.
However, the deceased Fan Ya once wrote such lyrics.
Life is the most beautiful hymn to nature, and everything is worth remembering.
Years pass by like a fleeting time, but everything should only be remembered as a memorial.
We have searched thousands of rivers and mountains, seeing that things in the world are unpredictable and ever-changing.
My heart is on the other side, my dream is in the clouds.
I was once a young man here, and I also had glorious years.
All these are enough to make us happy, so why add to the hatred and annoyance.
Gains and losses are just plain talk, and eternal life is just talk.
After all, the eternal greed finally became a long sigh.
Fan Yi has passed away, but his contribution to saving the earth from its doomsday is worth remembering.
Sunday, three red sun poles.
"Brother Yuanfeng, wake up!" Qiao Yimeng's soft voice called to Ye Yuanfeng.
Ye Yuanfeng opened his eyes slightly and saw that Qiao Yimeng had changed into a rose purple dress, looking gorgeous.
He smiled and said: "Yi Meng, did you get up so early?"
Qiao Yimeng ran to Ye Yuanfeng's bedside, bent down, gently touched Ye Yuanfeng's forehead with her fragrant lips, and said with a smile: "This is a good morning kiss for you, get up quickly."
After the two freshened up, Ye Yuanfeng was still wearing the constant-temperature disposable clothes.
He and Qiao Yimeng took a nutritious meal and were ready to go out.
The handsome robot asked: "Master, do you need to take me with you?"
"No need." They both replied in unison with a smile.
The handsome robot said: "I wish you both a happy trip."
Ye Yuanfeng and Qiao Yimeng looked at each other and smiled.
They changed into a faster smart RV and set off for the small town in the south of the Yangtze River.
After walking on ice and going through thousands of sailings, their love is stronger than gold.
The two of them still returned to the small town in the south of the Yangtze River where the people were honest and customary. Although the county town was still crowded with people, the villages were deserted, and they did not see the endless Luo Ze that they had at that time.
Fortunately, the land was sparsely irrigated and not damaged, and the buds were beginning to bloom beside the fishing pond in Qiao Village and beside the green fields.
At this time, the huge sun hung in the east, brilliant and dazzling, with a ray of light stretching thousands of feet.
The two got off the car and stood on the edge of Jiao'an. They looked far into the distance and couldn't see the edge. Looking up in all directions, they saw towering mountains and undulating hills.
The spring scenery is fading, the cherry blossom shoots have passed by, and the summer rain has arrived, but the lingering fragrance of spring baking is still in the air. The world has taken on a new look, and the warmth has been stored for a long time.
Ye Yuanfeng and Qiao Yimeng passed through high mountains and deep ravines, walking between fields. There were wild hazelnuts in the fields. On both sides of the rice fields, there was a green patch of grass, and the crops were heading.
Not far away, there are trees in the shade, ducks jumping for joy, orioles singing and swallows singing, like shengxiao, pipes and flutes, lingering around the ears.
The two of them walked to the place where they landed that day. The river was still there, the raft was on the shore, raincoats were hung on the side of the boat, willow buds were beginning to form on the side, and kites were silhouetted by the sky.
Although there are no Yao, Huang, Wei and Zi here, it is still refreshing and intoxicating.
