I thought I could not hold on, but I really couldn't hold on. Not sleeping for seven consecutive days was my limit. The direction against the sky is not suitable for survival. I followed the sky but had a boring life. I lived like grass or a gorgeous flower. The dazzling sunny daughter said: "Dragon, why are you doing so tired?" I looked at her with a sweet and gentle smile and said: "Don't you say that I am the master of hell, and I have been hiding in the dark world." In the charm, haha, her laughter is so fascinating.

I was 19 years old that year. The campus was on the high ground. The mountain slopes behind me were planted with beautiful flowers, plants and trees. The corridor was extended and it seemed to be a library. I forgot. I only remember that when the wind blew up, it was very cool and pleasant. That day, the sun was shining. I saw a woman with a generous smile, a very charming figure, a slender and graceful temperament, but unfortunately she didn’t have long hair. The eyes of her classmates around her also fell on her, saying that it was the school beauty, a flower.

Later, I forgot how I started to get to know each other. I called her the Sunshine Girl. She was a good friend from 19 to 29 years old. She said she must not live with me. She was afraid that her beautiful impression in my heart would be destroyed. She smiled and said that she had never met such a strange man. Maybe I wrote a hundred letters to her! Each letter ranged from at least three thousand words to tens of thousands of words. The innocent love word may be that in the past, I could only write love letters that were not stained with the world!

To this day, Tang Ningjing still doesn't understand why I suddenly disappeared. She has five kittens in her family. If one person has no feelings, he will never write love letters again. I hate her being too attached to those kittens. Her focus is on the cats. A kind home girl was not my choice at that time. I left and disappeared from now on. When I sighed in the wind, I felt silent when one person was ruthless than another. However, 999 letter roses were left in the process.

Later I realized that this was retribution. I wrote eight love letters to eight girls. I was very familiar with the people in the 237th chapters, and I was not familiar with the 14568th chapters. The best one was one, two, three, and the worst one was five, six, seven, and eight. Why is the eighth chapter bad? The ninth and ten are not yet formed, so I won’t write them because the eighth chapter has been unsatisfied. I think I must be a little satisfied, just for myself. This time, I let my four-part songs sing forever.

The rhyme of the eighth part is unevaluable. The first part is Muzhe, Wang Mei, who is as beautiful as the sun, the second part is the sunny girl looking at the sun, the third part is the tranquility of the soft and kind girl, the fourth part is the standard beauties such as Diao Chan in ancient times, the fifth part is the hot urban girl, the sixth part is the beautiful girl in the secular world, the seventh part is the sanctuary of the objectification and does not wake up, the ninth and tenth part are the daily impermanence.

The rain continued to rain again. Then, I forgot about work, my unforgettable things, my youthful things, my shy and beautiful things, and I continued to listen to music, I forgot about the heavy burden, my hopes of the blue sky and the sea, and I forgot? Stop making trouble, I never forget memories, he kept singing opposite me, I want to forget, he never forgets, he wants to write, I don’t write, he doesn’t sing, I want to sing, he wants to sing, he wants to humble, I want to arrogant, he wants to be happy, I want to be sorry, he wants to stop, I want to look for...

He said that people with depth are worth writing for her. He said that King Zhe is, the daughter of the sun, and Lan is, he asked me if Yun is right? This... has stumped me. Yun is of course a person with depth, but she is the only woman I have not seen the feelings of love. I don’t like the King of Love very much. Any optimistic person usually tends to be a big picture. Because it is a big picture, he tends to be a centralized person and leads the public to be loyal to it. It is difficult for me to explain to him that life is free and easy.

That's right, my heart is back, the heart of the King of Xiaoyao. When I was a teenager, I saw the Chairman's autobiography and wrote his travel notes of his money. He is for China. I have tried more than two years of life without money. It is not easy to live! He is for the country, I am not, I am for the universe, the universe? Is the universe proud enough in my heart? Of course, it is not enough. You will know that it is far from enough to read the love letter I wrote for you. It is not enough to put it into my life. It is not enough to return to it. I am the self along the way.

When I come back, he also comes back. Life must have lovers. Of course he is not my lover. He is my opponent. Life must have opponents, love, obsessed with, and heart of the universe. Life must have music. Of course, it is stupid, eating, drinking, having fun, food, clothing, housing, transportation, courtesy, righteousness, and shamelessness. What you don’t need is your big deal. Your big deal is not mine. You won’t understand my big deal, so the heroes and philosophers all end.

I think it is very good to write love letters for a woman. I write silently, and her appearance is all in my mind. What a cute woman. I love all women with temperament and charm. The more I love, the more serious I write. I heard that on the ranking of love letters in the universe, I am the representative of the Milky Way. I heard that I am the first in the Milky Way. They all call me the Milky Way. I heard that those who read my love letters will vomit snow all over the ground, blood flowers are so first, one by one...
Chapter completed!