During the years when Buddha and I fought for men, I only remember a handful of bitter tears.
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Monk, you are obviously full of love. How can you say that my heart is devoted to Buddha?
"Chang Qing, I have always been a person with little perseverance. I just can't let go of you." Su Yuanzhi has always been stubborn, but at this moment, tears are about to fall. She doesn't know when she will return. "You have to know, Chang Qing, you can only meet me once in your life, please think twice."
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It feels good to be stupid for a while, and I chase my wife in the crematorium.
"Chang Qing?" She lowered her eyes, "Sir, I'm afraid you have found the wrong person. I don't know this person before."
"Yuanyun," he was at a loss for a moment, and hurriedly took her hand, took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms and handed it to her, "this... We wrote our names when we first met," he was anxious not to let her go, his voice was trembling, "you said, if one day you forget my name, you will remember it after just one look." He looked cautious, as helpless as a child.
"Destiny is unpredictable. God's arrangements have their own reasons." Her words from back then still ring in my ears, as if they indicate today's outcome.
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In the early stage, women chase men, but in the later stage, the crematorium is the scene. HE, feel free to eat, suitable for meals.