Who would spend his whole life guarding a flower?
I am neither a person who folds flowers nor a person who buries them.
What flowers love is the wind, and the flowers bloom just for the flower burial, because in the pain of tearing, you will understand the passing of the wind more and more.
When I look at the lotus dance injury, I just feel that we are together, with nothing to do with others, no involvement and no past, as natural as flowers and leaves growing from the same root.
I never know what my relationship is with him. If we love each other, we must go through some things together, life and death, ups and downs. I just leaned against him lazily and said some indispensable words like sleep. When I was used to such a simple life, I saw an unfamiliar distance. When he was with Yinxiao, the air became very full, making people feel that they couldn't get in at all. In fact, it's not just Yinxiao, it's just me.
We are like a flower and the person who grows the flower. He doesn't have to tell me a story, he just needs to smile and simply appreciate it.
But the young child cannot see clearly. Even if God seals the doors and windows, he will still think that maybe he can smash a hole.
Thousands of years have passed. How many times have the flowers and leaves of Manjushahua been in the wrong position in such a long time? The best wine in the world is made when the flowers of the other side are first blooming and about to fall, like the first love of youth and the determination to disappear, the ultimate charm and despair, but it is not enough. The most important thing is the memory and emotion of the bartender.
It has been so long, so long that I thought I had died of old age. Why in the end did I feel that I had never changed as young as before? Even if I have no emotion at all. In the end, I smiled slyly and wondered, what would happen if I smashed the most beautiful wine in the world in front of you?
He stood at the highest place in the world, and the wind whispered: "You have been falling, and you have been falling for many years." There is a long-lasting loneliness and feelings blooming in the air, which is richer and more beautiful than the sad and dense wine fragrance.
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The bodies of my father and mother were lying in front of me. I asked him: "Lian Wushang, who is the murderer?"
He raised his chin slightly and chuckled: "You can't kill him. But if you come with me, I will help you get revenge."
I nodded without hesitation. Ten years later, Yue Lianhu was Lian Wushang's lover, and the martial arts leader Yue Fengxiao said: "Hu'er, let's go home."
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I saw them kissing under the flower that I spent my whole life guarding.
Then we each fell in love a lot.
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