Today, after finishing the DVD, I suddenly want to watch another heavenly bath. I have never seen the old literary films seriously before. Look again, but there is a different feeling. Turbulent times, lonely youth. Li Xiaolu’s young and young body is beautiful. And everything was the victim of the Cultural Revolution. Good body, miserable desire. There is no one’s fault. It’s just that fate makes people …… at the end, in the cold and deserted grassland. Wen Xiu wore the beautiful floral shirt and silk scarf when he came. Finally, a smile. Fell silently under the gun of the Wrangler, and then, again, in the snow and ice bath, my body quietly melted into the earth …… at the moment when Wen Xiu fell down, I cried silently, no expression, just kept crying, time and time again… until nothingness …… I didn’t go through that era, but I liked to listen to the stories at that time when I was young. If I am her, how would she decide. Seriously, thinking. If I am her, I would choose to die after seeing the beautiful scenery… only death is the only way. Anyway, I had to choose …… fortunately, I was not born at that time. Today, I decided to move the desk out and look for the pendant that fell down accidentally yesterday. And found the Tibetan ring that had been lost for a long time. Accidentally surprise. Maybe if you don’t make up your mind this time, there will still be no result. Thanks. Today, I can’t remember anything. I don’t know how it should be, but I accidentally read his words. I still haven’t looked carefully, because I know what it is. Horrible, so, like another unrelated person. Very. It is like looking at yourself in the mirror at the other end. Look at the words flowing from your own blood vessels. Secret, rot. But deep soul. But this kind of parallel lines that cannot be intersected will accompany us forever. Until the death …… no sadness, only numbness …… no words today, I don’t expect to be understood by anyone, because nothing can be done. However, blood is still galloping in blood vessels, and the Red Desire will burst out at any time. Headache, one tablet of Aspin. Can resolved. But I am still breathing. The fishy air …… today, I am that one. I like nobody, desert, vast and infinite, starry sky, water and sky, Angela of Atlantic Ocean. Today, I am narcissistic, and there is no reason to revelry narcissism. A lion Virgo, a very typical virgin. A utopia. I like to explore the most vulnerable and insidious heart of people. Walk the meat with a ruler. Rotten …… sitting in the corner, I narcissism and observe every creature around me. The whole air is full of fermented flavor …… I am not alone, I am lonely. I enjoy the loneliness that belongs to me alone. Irresistible surprise. It is better to go with the shadow alone …… a lonely Carnival …… today. I am a wet rotten O-type Rose. Solo dance… today, I miss her. Her eyes of a 12-year-old child in my body are gray blue. That is the color of the sky. Today, the Blue Bird Wings butterfly in my body has grown up again. It has… today, my personality is split. Angel and devil are myself in a mirror. Today, I stand on the 25th floor and choose the moon, still breathing. I believe that free fall is a wonderful thing. Thinking of the elder brother’s smile …… the Angel forgotten by the devil, looking forward to the joy of the rebirth of hell …… a person, a glass of water, a cigarette, can be the knot of life.

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