The World’s Lament, 2033

Blow you up! ! I seem to see the light of God, the star that never sets in the novel world. It is simply the eternal morning star of the Himalayas. It illuminates my heart when it rises. If you ask me to fly to the universe to pick the stars for you, I am willing. You are the myth of the universe, the creation of Jehovah, and the tears of the Virgin. Only the brightest morning star in the sky can be worthy of your precious touch. You asked me why I emerged from the Raleye Palace in the deep sea. I did it to let everyone dream and see clearly the teacher's wonderful pen. Ma Liang's pen is like a divine pen. It produces flowers. It looks forward to the beauty. The fall of the country. The city sinks. The fish falls, the wild goose closes and the moon is shy. The flowers are ashamed of love. Qi Baishi is alive. Plato entrusts Van Gogh, reincarnates. Caravaggio holds hands. Socrates kisses the pen. Monet kisses the hand. Even Morandi said that your hands are like God's creation. The Gorgi code is solved to be your name. The golden avenue has been paved, I am waiting for your arrival! [Asking for explosive updates][Asking for explosive updates][Asking for explosive updates]

Super good-looking, good-looking, my Thomas spins on the spot and explodes