[Football] The Heart of Germany (Revised)

On a hot summer day, the sun shines through the off-white lace curtains and shines on the person sitting on the sofa, covering him with a layer of bright colors. The sun is shining outside the window, insects are chirping, and the breeze blows through the garden outside the window and into the room through the open window, bringing the fragrant aroma of the plants in the garden. "Gadir." Another person sitting next to the sofa spoke. He acted a little embarrassed, as if he was thinking about how to speak. His eyes unnaturally flashed past the wound on Gadir's hand, and a complicated look appeared on his face involuntarily, with pity and pain, and he was afraid of hurting the people next to him even more, so he still hesitated. After a while, he continued, "I know you are angry, but you can't go on like this. Can you talk to me?" After saying that, there was a look of pleading on his face, but the people next to him still didn't move. Ram thought to himself, this is really terrible, but he was still grateful to God for returning his little rose. It all started from that night more than a month ago. At that time, the German team had just finished the European Cup final. After France finally won the European Cup after 20 years, they returned to Germany and their hometown to celebrate the victory. However, they did not expect that their little snowflakes would complete their long-planned plan on the night after the celebration. There was only one last step left. If a thief hadn't accidentally come to his home, found him lying on the ground, and called the emergency call in time, he would have been saved. The little snowflake has left this world. Thinking of this possibility, Ram's heart tightened, "No, no, God will not be so cruel. He will take away his devout believers, take away my light and love, and take away my beautiful little rose." To this day, in this month, his heart is full of fear. He thanks God, thanks him for sending the thief to Gadir's home that night and making the call, and thanks the doctor for saving his little lover. The memory returned to that night. At two o'clock in the morning, he received a call in his sleep saying that Gadir was rescuing him. When he rushed to the hospital quickly, he still felt in disbelief. How could my perfect, kind-hearted moonlight lover think of leaving this world and leaving us? Yes, something was wrong when he came to Munich to play a few months ago. "Why didn't I ask more, even if it was against his will?" Ram regretted. When he finally arrived at the emergency room of the hospital, he found that everyone had a panicked look, anxiously waiting for the verdict of their fate. Royce's face was as pale as if he was about to fall down, Muller's hair was like a chicken coop, and Hummels was disheveled. Cross' expression was stern, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner panic. Brother Bender couldn't help crying, but he held it back for fear of disturbing the rescue efforts of the doctors inside. The corridor outside the hospital's rescue room was filled with deathly silence. The news of "Gadir's life is in danger and being rescued" spread to the world through the Internet. Even in the quiet night, it brought extraordinary popularity. Many night owls clicked on the news in disbelief. The official phone numbers of the national team and Dortmund were flooded. As the official issued an emergency statement, everyone was sad to find that the news had been confirmed. Many people do not have the freedom to pray at home, hoping that God will not take them away. Royce, Kroos, Muller, Gotze, Hummels, Neuer, Schweinsteiger, and the Bender brothers were all waiting at the door of the emergency room. Teammates from Dortmund and friends from Gadier also came from all over the country. It happened to be the summer break. If it weren't for the European Cup, everyone would be vacationing around the world. The huge fear of losing Gadir enveloped them, like an invisible hand strangling their throats, leaving them unable to say a word. They could only stand here and pray for God's mercy. Finally, the door of the rescue room opened, and the doctor came out and told them that the rescue was successful and that the patient was out of danger. At that moment, everyone was filled with gratitude, thanking God for showing mercy to them, and thanking their little lover for staying with them. When they were finally allowed in to visit the patient, they saw Gadir sleeping peacefully under the influence of sedatives. The warm white light hit his light blond hair, making him look like an angel. Ram couldn't help but touch his cheek. He seemed to have lost some weight recently. Did he not eat well? Oh my God, why didn't I see it before? There were so many signs that Gadir was unhappy. Why didn't I care about him? Everyone couldn't help but think in their hearts. Finally, they learned what happened from the doctor and the police. That night Gadil opened his wrist and took sleeping pills. Fortunately, someone happened to be trying to steal from him and found that the door of one of his rooms was closed. They thought there was something valuable inside, but they found a person lying inside and finally called to save him. Everyone couldn't help but feel happy when they heard this. They couldn't help but thank the thief and even wanted to give him some money. After all, compared to Gadil's life, everything was unimportant. But when Gadir finally woke up, everyone realized that the matter was not over. The wound on Gadir's hand was slowly healing, but the wound in his heart seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. He didn't speak and ignored everyone. He didn't say a word to everyone whether it was for prayer or comfort. He even refused to eat and could only rely on needle water to provide energy. Everyone knew that he might still want to leave this world through this method. Everyone took turns to accompany him. Royce and Hummels tried their best to cook all kinds of delicacies every day. Kroos sat next to him and kept him company without eating or drinking. Muller told all kinds of jokes to make him happy. Lewandowski wanted to see him, but he was afraid that Gadier would be in a worse mood after seeing him, so he could only stay at the door of his ward every day. In the end, he probably couldn't bear to have his boyfriends starve with him, so Gadir was still willing to eat. Although it was just a small bite, everyone cheered as if they had won a major victory and took turns to kiss his forehead and cheeks. Later, because the summer break was over, everyone returned to their respective teams one after another. Because he was worried that Gadir would hurt himself again, he was handed over to the retired former captain. Ram put aside all the work at hand and stayed with Gadir every day, cooking for him, and taking Gadil for a walk in the nearby park. Or just sit on the sofa and listen to Ram reading to him for a while, or watch a program together, or answer video calls from teammates. After the weekend, everyone comes to Munich to accompany Gadir and make him happy. However, Gadir is still unwilling to talk and just lets everyone manipulate him like a puppet. But everyone is still full of hope. After all, God can give Little Snowflake back to them, which already fills their hearts with gratitude. They can only hope that Little Snowflake can eat fuller, be happier, and smile more, then they will be extremely happy. Finally, when it was Christmas time, everyone came to Munich together to spend Christmas with Gadir. The snowflakes outside the window fell, and the yard was dressed in white sweaters. However, the people inside the window gathered together happily. After they had a sumptuous dinner together, they sat with Gadir. On the sofa, everyone showed their Christmas gifts to Gadir, and took turns kissing his forehead, "Merry Christmas, little snowflake," "Merry Christmas, Gadir," "I wish you happiness forever, my little rose." Looking at everyone's loving eyes, Gadir suddenly felt a surge of emotion in his heart. Waves, a sour feeling filled his heart. In the past few months, he had not felt everyone's love for him, as if he was a little snowman who was about to melt accidentally. They were cautious towards him, but he thought that maybe if he were more indifferent and pushed everyone away, maybe everyone would gradually stay away. Just like before, he didn't expect that everyone would not leave after such a long time, but would give up spending time with his family and stay with him on a day like Christmas. A soft emotion could not help but emerge in his heart, prompting him to finally whisper "Merry Christmas" in a low voice. Although the voice was very small, it was still captured by everyone, and everyone became excited. Gotze couldn't help it at first, and said, "You are finally willing to pay attention to me, Gadir, I am so happy, I am so happy that I will die." Royce cried with excitement, and Gadir touched him instead. On the head, kissed his eyes, Royce stopped crying all of a sudden, Cross held Gadir's hand, and Gadir also kissed him. In the end, everyone received Gadil's kiss and blessing, and fell into sleep happily. The cold wind outside the house couldn't blow away the warmth in everyone's hearts. I guess the author might not write this extra story, so I just wrote one myself. It can be regarded as letting everyone have a sweet dream. If there is inspiration, I will write more about their happy life together.

After 11 years, Dortmund once again reached the Champions League final, but the meritorious player Reus officially announced his departure from the team. Hornet, is this how you treat an old captain who chooses to stick with the team even if it is relegated, and is even willing to take a salary cut to come on the bench and give up the captain's armband, and who has played for you for 12 years?

Senior sentence② "If I could take one more look, my burning heart and burning eyes would The moment your tears fall, they slide across my face Saying goodbye before it starts, even if it's too late to fall in love In a moment, engraved forever Yesterday's scene reappeared, floating in my heart Turn into a wisp of smoke and drift away" German fans were trapped in the summer of 2014 in Brazil, while the golden generation of this German team was buried in the snow that filled their hearts in 2016. Too many people dare not even call that name in their dreams. Gadir, Gadir, Gadir. It is their fantasy, their passion, their love, the heart of the German tank. That pure whiteness that passed away too soon. That little snowflake that shouldn't melt. A lover like a white rose, a lover like a white rose. No immortal flower can match its beauty and beauty. Muller didn't panic at all when Neuer came to his door. He was even in the mood to cook sausage for the goalkeeper whom he hadn't seen for a long time. "Relax Mannu, come on, let's eat something first. I made this myself." The goalkeeper was so angry that he wanted to throw his old friend, who was still smiling and full of wrinkles, like a football hand across the field. He endured it again and again. He secretly took several deep breaths before he pointed at his old friend's nose and scolded him. Neuer's purpose is very clear. He wants to see the existence that has been hidden by Mueller, or whose whereabouts have been blocked from prying eyes. He was eager to witness it with his own eyes and confirm it for himself. I don't want to wait any longer, even if it goes against the agreement I signed with Ram and the others when I first got the sporadic news. Kaká, who had not been seen in public for a long time and seemed to be isolated from the world, kidnapped little Gadier five times in less than half a year. Thanks to the strong security force around little Gadil, he failed every time and was restricted from entering the whole country of Germany by the powerful Gadir and his mom. It was not until the World Youth Championship finals when he was invited to escort the trophy that he finally saw the greatest miracle God had given him. Cross customized two half-human tall furry toy rabbits for little Gadir. The cute little rabbit with blue beady eyes and dull-looking left ear had a small name tag called "TOni" sewn on it. The cute little rabbit had highlights in the eyes and a beautiful blush on the face. The name tag on the right ear of the cute little bunny did not have a name sewn on, only a small heart. No one would have thought that Mueller's first ally would be Musiala. In the last El Clasico at the end of the season, when Musiala appeared at the Allianz Arena with little Gadil in hand, the entire stadium was silent. Tens of thousands of home and away fans seemed to have their throats strangled and collectively lost their voices. They instantly turned into silent red and blue squares and yellow and black little squares. All they could do was stare at the big screen, fearing that Gadil would disappear if they blinked, or be scared away if they made a sound. This new, little Christmas snowflake has finally arrived again. In fact, Gotze met little Gadir before anyone else. After holding a memorial service for his best friend on their fifth anniversary, he accompanied his family to a beautiful resort in the south of France with a few days of vacation left. While his younger brother Philip was playing with the astronomical telescope on the hotel's observation deck, trying to find his own constellation, Goetze, who was holding a can of beer in his hand, raised his head and drank a swig, suspecting that his mental illness was getting worse. He had begun to fantasize about the cub Gadir, a smaller Gadir than when he first met Gadir in Dortmund's youth training, with curly and shining blond hair piled all over his head. So cute, so cute that it could crush his soul. The beer he drank churned his stomach like a knife, and he curled up again and began to cry. "It was obviously me who met him first, it was obviously me..." Yes, yes, it's obviously you, who doesn't envy you? The first one, the most special one, you have been with me for the longest time, but you did not hold on to me and walked side by side, resulting in eternal dislocation and loss. You do not own it, you are just passing by. How can love last until death? Death is never the end of love, nor is it the end of love, only forgetfulness is. But how to forget? How could you forget? How could I forget. Bordowski still put a box of chocolates in Schweinsteiger's bouquet. The two of them always came to see Gadier at different times, but this time they came together after learning the news. "Finally willing to change flowers?" After getting out of the cemetery and getting into the car, he was even in the mood to joke. Schweinsteiger, who had been sending forget-me-nots for ten years, pursed his lips and faintly smelled the aroma of cornflowers on his clothes as he pulled on his seat belt. On the other hand, Klose, who returned to his hometown town, wandered around the mountains for more than a week, carefully selected a few beautiful trees, and was gearing up to start a big fight. He would pick up his identity as an excellent carpenter many years ago and give his children a little surprise. "It's too late to say goodbye properly, so I leave a line of memory empty. I can't hold on to the long-lasting sorrow, but my soul is haunted by dreams I met you again in a trance How far is eternity? How far is it between our hearts? Pick up a piece of sunset and relax That is my last attachment to you." [It is better to eat with BGM~] Please forgive me for the poor writing style and too many personal settings. Next is the forum text. I want to write the "beautiful version of Beckenbauer" in the old version of the text, where all the ministers defend and support the Canadian Emperor's accession to the throne hahahaha~

I don't know if the author has forgotten this article. I feel that after so long, I still like Degas the most. I even think that death is the real ending, and the following chapters are just a beautiful dream. Gaga has always longed for someone to love him, a home, and a place to belong to, but he has never received it. He does not know that so many people love him. For him, most of these loves were accompanied by possession, selfish desire, and also hurt. People around him could leave him so easily. He couldn't feel loved at all. Maybe when Noelle said that if he turned into a jellyfish, he would bring ground shrimp to see him every day. Maybe it was when Tony Kuan was always with him that he seemed to feel that the people around him loved him. Yes, this kind of love and tenderness is too rare. It can no longer drive away the wind and snow around him, nor can it warm his heart. The people around him still leave him one by one, even Royce. He also finds that he doesn't know how to continue to be with him. In the end, he chooses to leave this world first, let go of everyone's hands, and is buried next to Tony Kuan, the only person he can confirm that he loved him. I hope everyone can live a good life and forget about him, but in the end, I hope there is a small corner in everyone's heart that can love him, otherwise he will not want to be buried next to the people who love him, so that he will not be lonely. I really hope there will be a side story, and Gaga's self will be discovered and saved. I still hope that Gaga is happy, and the people around him can give him a home and stay with him forever.

Really, it was the first time I realized that I am such an xp. Originally, even after watching it for the third and fourth time, I just liked the kind of love that Master Kuan and Xiaoxin have for Gaga who is always there to tolerate them. However, after watching the short dream with Kuwa after the Yuyu Award Ceremony, I suddenly realized that the ones I liked the most were actually Laiwan and Gaga. , That kind of calm careerist can also cry blood for you for a moment, that kind of ignorance, I actually love you the most, damn, I like this kind of cp that is difficult to recover but is the color of each other's lives that cannot be erased, there will always be a part of you in my life, you will always be a soft place in my heart, suddenly the defense is broken

[Give a lighter sentence] Although three months had passed, Muller still thanked God sincerely, for which he began to pray devoutly and donate money to the church. Of course, he should be more grateful to the pony he named 'Gretzka'. Thinking this, Muller, who felt more and more pleased, fed the pony another fresh carrot and began to figure out when the rabbit on the farm would give birth to cubs. He would be of great use. As soon as he took a vacation, he quickly returned to his farm to take good care of the ponies and stables. He was a conscientious farmer. He lived like an old Bavarian farmer. He did not notice that the drone placed in a hidden position not far away was working and transmitted the captured content to the operator's mobile phone in real time. "I'm so glad you're back. Bayern is your forever home. We all believe that you can lead Bayern to restore the glory of Wembley and move towards a more glorious tomorrow! Mia san mia!!" "Mia san mia!" Looking directly at the camera, Ram smiled and calmly shouted out this slogan that he had shouted thousands of times, announcing to the world his return and official accession. The two major news outlets, Deportivo and Mirror, as well as Bayern's official media, immediately issued special reports and press releases that had been prepared. The former meritorious captain and soul leader finally returned and joined the management, which was enough to earn popularity and traffic, and even detonated. You know, Lahm is also doing well in the Football Association. In the past few years, he has refused invitations many times in order to handle the local European Cup affairs. The management and fans are hoping for the stars and the moon, and finally hope that he will return to the club. After the intensive interview, Ram finally had time to look at his phone and browsed through the unread messages one by one. As soon as he turned off the silent mode, a beautiful song started to sound. "I love you so much, my little rose..." The caller seemed to know his habits well and was patient enough not to let the noisy singing stop. Ram had no intention of answering, but just watched the number of missed calls turn to 21. The small coincidence made him feel better, and he could smell the aroma of coffee in the air. After extra training, Lewandowski ordered a hamburger set on a whim for himself after only two bites before he felt greasy and his stomach began to churn, as if something was about to rise. Lewand, who knew how his body would react, was very calm and continued to chew the burger in his mouth, as if he wanted to overcome himself to the end, even eating the French fries. "When are you going back?" Different from the past ten years, Hummels walked into this sad place filled with tears for the first time with someone. I don't know if it was due to alcoholism. His hands began to tremble uncontrollably again, along with all the organs in his body and his brain. "Tony is with us the night after tomorrow." Royce knelt down on one knee and carefully placed the carefully wrapped bouquet, and took out a round felt ball from his pocket and placed it in the middle. He put his hands together on his chin, but he no longer lowered his eyebrows lightly, but stared straight ahead. It's better to read with bgm~ "Where to bury you?" Thousands of years of immortality, idealism and spiritual excellence Asking for good fortune to be dealt with lightly I should cry to you in all directions Forcing the years to turn back Have another cup of wine Mixed hot tears rolled into the throat The road ahead is so fleeting, until we meet for the first time, when we are young again A look back at the spring day But I hate that the gods and Buddhas will no longer save me..." The idea came from the "Qingyun Shang Xia" sisters in the comment area. I really wanted to watch this extra episode, so I tried to make some suggestions. Everyone is welcome to discuss it together. I am wondering whether the reincarnation of Gadir should go to Derby or Derby. The development and storyline will be different hahaha. Gadir is already ten years old and wearing the No. 25 Bayern home jersey of Muller to watch the El Clasico at the Allianz Arena. If you have anything else you want to see, please leave a message and give me inspiration. The next chapter is when Mueller is questioned and arrested. You can guess who will see little Gadir~

I'm going to leave a comment after reading it. It's been a long time since I've seen such a heartthrob novel that is in line with xp and fresh and natural. It's a pity that the middle and later stages of the article are not longer. I personally think that Angel Jia's transition from collapse and tears to despair and calmness, and being seen by others from time to time with tired and relieved expressions is the most delicious stage, and the pull with Brother Wanzi is even more divine! That's it! BE cool! This is the sour feeling that I have been searching for! Please nina-chan, if you can never see Angel again, wata↘xi↗, in short, nina-chan, I love you (ps: I think I may never forget the night when Angel Jia revealed the whereabouts of Master Kuan's body)

Damn, it's so sudden, this is the working state of Germans! Seeing that Master Kuan is preparing to retire, I haven't been able to watch his live games in person. I am so autistic that I open Degas again and play through it. Although in reality you plan to retire, in the fan fiction you are still shining in your youth.

Refresh it. . . Although I always felt it was painful and sour when I first read it, I couldn't help but reread it every once in a while. My wife's writing was really good. . . Other Jiajia and Yuyu are also very cute and I like them, but this one is the best. . . Seriously, full of flavor and delicious. . . I can't help but want to pester you. . .

When I saw Team Captain's forum, I suddenly remembered a sentence I didn't know where I saw: If you attack the weak, you will return to the weak, and you will eat while copying (///▽///)