Fisherman's fish

Living in this era of super-materials, a desire to pursue is entangled with every realist from time to time. The endless desire has already penetrated into every cell, and it has already flown into the blood vessels of life. As the blood of Yinhong rushes through the blood vessels, it continues, and it is not slow in life.

Living is a kind of existence. Happiness and pain are a kind of perception of life and a kind of taste for life.

Interpretation of the true meaning of life, each person has a different interpretation. Or the same, or weird, varies from person to person. Different ideas, different thinking, different pursuits, have different understandings and influences.

The virtues are loaded with things, this is the millennium ancient training. Without lofty moral character, without good deeds, there will be no bearing on the spirit and material.

What is confession, eager to confess is exactly what one is most lacking. In order to gain the understanding of others, in order to obtain the help of others, in order to obtain the giving of others. Maybe, at some point, on your own, perform a demo on your own. Expression is also a means to achieve their goals. Explain or preach, or follow the shape of the shadow, the strange thing is the lost soul. Suddenly, it is the faint phosphorus fire in the ancient tomb.

I don’t know what to look for, I can’t figure it out, it’s like nothing, the street is full of flowers, and the flag is still shouting the emperor’s new clothes.

Well, as the wish goes against the shouts, one after another.

Walking, along the ancient rhyme, along the way of the road step by step, never deviated.

The setting sun is like a glow, and the river is like blood. A wave of waves, each other, and superimposed.

Like crazy, the same rain, standing in the air is destined to be a prey on the chopping board!

Author: Rain word