I have always believed that a smile can cover up all sadness, but this is obviously unnatural. The smile at the corner of the mouth cannot withstand the tears at the corner of the eyes. No matter how happy the smile is, in this autumn and winter season, the sometimes cold and sometimes cold weather makes people feel soft.

Life shows it's tough yet again hanging in the balance.

The autumn wind blew by, disturbing the weak heart. Dongxue rushed down and calmed the weak heart. The frown became tighter, the voice became choker, and the thin body began to curl up like a snail.

After these years of struggle, I don’t know how many shadows of loneliness follow me in the middle of the night. Those boring emotions are always turning over and over in my mind. This is such a torture method. Pretending to be strong can never stop the night.

The erosion of the city and the entanglement of nightmares are inevitable on the way back and forth. Drinking the bitter coffee, I always complain to this lonely city.

I entrusted all the words in my heart to that pounding song, let it sing throughout the sky, and spent the years of struggle with the wind. I no longer mentioned it, no longer thought about it, and buried it deep in my mind.

, become a beauty.

I love a bustling city, but a city without trust is, after all, a castle in the air, full of sadness.

There are whales falling into the sea, and there are lost deer in the forest. It can ignite the eyes of the south of the Yangtze River, the tranquility of Shu, swimming fish leaping, all chasing the wind. I love a city. The city is bustling and lively. Today I set out on a romantic and leisurely journey.

Beautiful city - Liying. I came here with admiration. The whistle of the train brought my desire there. I walked very slowly. The shadow of the railway track went farther and farther, and the wheels with an ancient atmosphere.

Running on the railway track, like one child after another, running in the fields, the scenery outside the window is accompanied by the wind, driving into the depths of time, but I did not expect the local customs and the hustle and bustle of the city. ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​, and I don't have much intersection or influence

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The scenery on the road is what I really yearn for. The golden rapeseed flowers are the source of the city, and the smoky smoke slowly affects the sunset. The bright red sunset and the golden rapeseed flowers are painted into an idyllic splendor, so peaceful and comfortable.

, the bamboo forest is embedded on the top of the mountain, and the sound of cars is chirping. Unfortunately, I can't hear the tranquility and comfort outside. The breeze gently blows through the rapeseed flowers and bamboo leaves, and the hazy transition suddenly catches me off guard. The gray slowly turns to black, and there are

A star playfully reveals its innocent eyes, yearning for the distance, dimming and dimming, until it finally dims. I can feel its sadness. Everyone has a life of his own choice, but he always struggles with rules and safety

.I didn’t know that this time I was carrying everyone’s objections and traveling alone. I thought this was a nearly perfect ending, but betrayal and deception didn’t seem to let me leave. In the car, it was as noisy as ever, and the scenery outside the window was the same.

Flash past.

I know that above the sea of ​​clouds is the endless star bank of galaxies. Will there be another world on that star bank, recording the past, looking down at the present, and looking forward to the future? It was once a fairy tale, the sustenance of childhood dreams, and even more, it is the stars.

Pure, mysterious belief in adventure in the starry sky. Grandma and grandma would also sing songs to lull me to sleep, "Chasing stars in the village, standing under the moon, hazy brown hugging wheat, stars, stars, my baby, baby, when will you grow up?"

"It's time, baby, baby, you're going to sleep." Many years later, I finally grew up, but you have left. I can no longer hear songs about the stars. Can you sing to me again?

In the current starry sky, there are too many sustenances, too many emotions, too many companionships, too many partings, and too many likes. I have been lingering on the edge of dreams, for fear that when I fall asleep, the last tenderness will disappear.

I was looking for the fairy tale city in the sky full of stars, but I didn't know that I had quietly fallen into the dreamland I yearned for. I don't know how long I slept, but I clearly remember that today, I came here with a yearning mood.

Here. In the long-awaited city, the morning breath enveloped the entire station with absurd lies, but I didn’t know what it was. Destiny led me into a chilling story, page after page, page after page.
Chapter completed!