For many years, he may have existed since he was formed from the universe. His name was I. Although I was neither the brightest nor the largest, he firmly believed that he was special and powerful, even in the vast starry sky, the self still exudes brilliance, only for the lost, with hope. He kept circling around the Sun, circling, and keeping circling along the fixed track. He never stopped for a moment to appreciate things around, but always passed by. Finally, one day he became impatient, he wanted to get rid of the bondage of the sun, so he could stop, or go to the outside world to see and break into a new world, but he was unwilling to make efforts and only hoped that the sun himself would give up the control of the dual himself, or hope that any star can help him and hit him so that he can deviate from the track. After passing day by day, the wish still failed to come true. Finally, he really couldn’t bear the eternal destiny which was controlled and monotonous. Finally, he even blew himself up and turned into dust all over the sky. He got rid of it completely, at last he smiled!

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1. When your youth flashes past, don’t miss too much. Planning can not only repeat your own life, but also repeat others’ life to find your youthful and elegant feeling. Every time you have your own feelings, every drop of tears turns into flowers and fruits. 2. The winter wind lost its eyes all the way, touched the eyes and stretched out his hand. There were thousands of rivers and mountains on both sides. At this time, everything was dimly empty, and that heart came back to the end. Maybe all kinds of temptations and misjudgements in the world were. 3. All the sadness of last night is still clear now. In the cold street, I am just a passer-by. There is no passer-by at the next stop after all. I feel really painful when I look back, but I still walk by naturally. 4. A piece of yellow leaves told me all my sadness. Walking on the street coldly, I was like a cloud in the sky, sad and sad. When will I come to an end in this world? I ‘d better drift away and find my own home. 6. Maybe, maybe not, the greatest pain in life is to fall in love with someone you shouldn’t love and miss someone you shouldn’t miss! 8. What color is winter? What is the color of winter years? What is the color of youth in winter? Is it wandering color or sad color? Is it a bleak color or your color? Is it the color of missing or blessing? 9. Conceited me, stubborn me, self-righteous me, arrogant me, sad me, tearful me, away from home, looking for me, self-reliant me, depressed me, are you ready to give up me, fight me, be brave, be generous, love poetry, love tomorrow, love yesterday? A rainy day, running in the rain with tears! 10. The small building listened to the autumn rain all night and sold yellow leaves in the deep alley of the Ming Dynasty. It was helpless and wandering. Suddenly, it was like a winter wind coming at night, and thousands of trees and leaves flew, which was inexplicable sadness. Winter without snow is also gloomy and bleak! The heart in the cold wind was swaying in the yellow clouds of thousands of miles, looking for the warmth of the words of Bashan at night, tracing back to the winter thunder, summer rain and snow, which dared to swear with the King. 11. The autumn wind has gone, the flowers and leaves have fallen, and the Wild Goose characters have gone, but they have no choice but to go to the farmyard alone. How do you know that they thank the guests when they are closed? In the northwest building, they sing happily and heartbreaking. 12. Flowers and fallen leaves also fall, and people who are in the bleak autumn wind return to their guests. The Wild Goose went to the building and was also empty. The vast sky and soul were thin. If you ask how much worry you have today, the long Yangtze River will flow. 14. Walking quietly in the sunshine campus, it was accidental or inevitable that the Angel met the devil. Bella’s innocence, Edward’s calmness and collocation were so clever that he shed blood to protect his lover and family, even the whole human beings sacrificed, is there such a devil? No, he is not. He is a veritable Angel. 15. Falling into the vast world of mortals, the east, west, north and south are also like dust. Put aside the promise of the secular world, and now if you walk away in a bleak way, then come tomorrow and worry about tomorrow. No matter how the ending is, at least go. 16. Suddenly a little girl asked: What is mom. The child is a giraffe. Isn’t she hot? Isn’t she cold in winter? Of course. Then I want to build a big house for her. Baby can! Listening to the dialogue between mother and daughter, there were slight ripples in my heart. What a pure heart, her heart must be made of snow, her fairy tale is so bright! 19. Thousands of years old trees are hangers, and thousands of miles of Yangtze River is a bathtub. I don’t have such generosity. I don’t have the ambition to step over the world with two feet and take the sky as the land as the cottage. Strong men Hunger meal Hu cranial meat, joke drink fierce slave blood, such heroic I no,. And I do have it, asking you how much sorrow you can have, just like the melancholy flowing eastward from a river of spring water. Yes, when will the moon come in the blue sky, I am at a loss after stopping a Cup today, it’s hard to meet each other, the East Wind is weak and flowers are broken

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