Belong to our era

When you are in the middle of the night, turn off the lights, close your eyes, and cover your ears with your left hand's thumb. The pacing of the ear artery is mixed with a clear heartbeat to the brain. I didn't know what it was, but now it's called fear.

There has never been a novel that has kept me waiting for so long, just because it is called "Little Age." An era that belongs to us, this era exists in the ideal. I hope that one day I will become as calm as Gu Li, as well as KITTY. They are the people who dance in the middle of the era, shining and shining on the top of fashion.

I could see the fire in front of me. So many friends, after all kinds of contradictions have finally released their suspicions, this fire has ruined everything. I finally found out that probably except Guo Jingming, no one can reach this level. He let every character love and hate to the fullest. He lets each of our readers laugh and sorrow with the joys and sorrows of the characters in the book. He makes us love his book like a treasure. But without exception, the end is not death or parting, these fresh lives are finally killed by him. I can't help it, I want to blame, Guo Jingming, how can you be so worried?

I am not a fan, I see Guo Jingming's "Little Times" just drifting. In my heart, there is a consciousness that tells me that it is a waste of time to read what Guo Jingming wrote. The three small eras are naked money worship. In addition to tears, what can I bring to you? Seeing your decadence is simply not poisoned.

But another voice is telling me that Guo Jingming is so red, there must be some reason. His literary skills are really good, the characters are very vivid, the details and language are very vivid, and the kind of difficulties are even more intimidating. The role. It’s helpful to have a look at it and learn more.

I looked at the book and quickly turned from the beginning to the end, and made a "beep" turn of the book, and a cool breeze blew on my face, blowing away the blurred vision, drying the wet eyes. .

Yeah, everything is over, so many people are dead, but the one that is alive is the most lonely!

The Trojan is spinning, even if it is in front of the eyes, it is always unable to hold the line. The rotating motor transmits the fragrance of the years, carrying a lovely face, rotating, chasing, and so on. .

The first day of the Middle School of Hero Mountain in Songyue District, Tai'an District, Shandong Province: Jiao Fangting