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Seek what you want to find.
I'm wandering around, walking, walking.
Walk to a bustling downtown area.
Suddenly there was a poem in my heart.
That's it. Yes.
It's like a ray of light.
Maybe just a flashlight.
But it was in the depths of a dark hole where you couldn't see your fingers.
By this ray of light.
An exit was found.
Give up and seek.
Always fight on a sunny day.
I slept in the canopy.
is still sharing the tormented obsession.
I bury pleasure.
Catch the drifting shadow.
Don't try to listen to the tranquility.
It's just a soul's self-torture and whipping.
I don't like delicate life.
I don't appreciate the picturesque life either.
But they are left in a mess of silk threads.
It's going to take my life to clean up and connect.
When the silk threads are connected into the colorful silk strings.
Just try your best to play the dusty **.
If it's a dead knot.
It doesn't matter. Wait until the days are long.
Time will give you a perfect echo.
And most of the time.
But it's not **.
It's not a dead knot. It's just a bit messy.
Like a mess of grass at this point it's just an attitude.
That way, you'll have a sense of calm.
It seems that there is no trace of it.
My life is a repetition of monotony and mediocrity.
But who is not a mediocre part.
Who can transcend the human body?
Spirit & Mind.
It was just a façade.
You're like a play. Playing a role in his own life.
I want to give up everything.
No more sorrow, no more happiness.
Passed. I'm going to a new place.
The longing of that youth.
It's insignificant.
The mystery that once been.
It's no longer mysterious.
I strode forward.
Like a shooting star.
Through the wilderness. Wading through the rapids.
From now on. Stop talking to yourself.
Because it has become a smile of the heart.
I want to shout out to the world.
I went. Just as I once came.
I have melted into your arms.
It's like your countless motes.
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Speech. It is difficult to be frustrated, and the eagle strikes the sky thousands of miles wide.
Thousands of miles wide: Pull the Beidou and swallow the sun and the moon.
The green mountains are all majestic, and the strong heart is brave to seek.
Brave Quest: Overcome thorns and thorns, go to the soup and fire.
2 years.
The sky is about to be in the morning, and the thunder is rolling and shaking the soul of the faithful.
Zhenzhong Soul: Pour out blood for the benefit of all people.
Bear liver and tiger guts are still in good news.
Good news: Today's boy, a great man of the Ming Dynasty.
Liang's father groaned. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
Dapeng rode the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles. ”
5,000 years of pride:
Wu is ashamed of the overlord, and Su Shi is angry.
The dragon flies and the phoenix dances with a huge pen, the first in the world!
Suddenly, the thunder outside the sky was urgent, and hundreds of millions of living beings rejoiced.
For the sake of righteousness, light life and death:
Life is endless, and the struggle is endless.
How much pride is in the poetry collection?
Heaven open!
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