The Middle Part of My Book

Group portrait text, multiple cp (cp includes 1~4 loves, narcissus, etc.) Male and female protagonist bggb separate protagonists are not obvious, double strength Attachment: 1. Each paragraph of the copy is a simplified noun for a character or a group of characters, and will be continuously updated in the future. 2. The characters in the main text will all have their own or the same CP's side stories. 3. The male and female protagonists of this article will be written about in supporting roles in another article by the author, so stay tuned. 4. There are two parts in the My Hero series, which can be read individually. ——Separating line—— What is the meaning of all living beings in the world? Is it the vast snowfield, the lonely deified self as a companion? Or is she (him) so crazy that she can't kill herself? Rumor has it that an endless chess game can be played in black and white in one shot. In a bloody battle, who is strong and who is weak? The heroes are all indispensable, and their souls have no regrets. They will all be their own heroes! Listen to your heart and listen to your thoughts and play them with the spiritual bamboo slipper. The poor mountain god was just a sacrifice before his birth, and he will still be a sacrifice when he dies. God of great love, it is a blessing to have been with each other through pain and suffering. When he (she) returns again, his wish is that all living beings can be free and worry-free. He seems to be a son blessed by God, but he is not afraid of taking advantage of his original intention. Pain soaked in the blood of the closest relatives, the source of the sword will eventually become crazy. Cursed, the shackles wear down her body, and the bite cannot bring back the warmth of her smile. No regrets, no help. Fortunately, looking back at the boy's face, the moon is bright. The impoverished royal family can hardly hide the nobility of their souls. When they are in trouble, they hope that their integrity will leave traces and they can be guests again in the next life. Over the course of several lifetimes, even if we do great evil, God will save us. The eagle is guarding the sky, and the shadows of the trees are lingering. Life and death are created by the God of Life, and ninety thousand dilapidated colors condense in the cold mirror. When the human heart always carries the three-tailed garland, self-sacrifice depicts the green mountains in the heart. Mortals only look up at the bright sun and the dim moon, but they don't see the gathering of the mortal world after thousands of kalpas of cultivation. Suddenly, their eyes have fallen into a dream. When I was young, I held my jade harp in the distance and sang to the moon. Rumors spread that I only liked his appearance but hated his character, which tarnished his gentle years. A handsome young man, everyone knows his talent. He has a kind heart and protects young people. One mind and two minds without distracting thoughts, I feel that the mountain has the same longevity. Who cares about the warmth and coldness of the experimental destiny body? I made the oath in my heart back then, and I hold it in my hand now. As time goes by, everything has become dim. It's hard to climb high when you're humble. After you put some ink on it, your heart will be filled with hatred. When you are unwilling to give in, who says that the sky will not tolerate it and the earth will not accept it, and you will spend the rest of your life in blood. As time goes by, the spirit appears. What's the fun in fighting desperately? Ghost butterflies still have aspirations when they are lost. When the ice and cold have melted away, and we are flying together, we will remember the fate ahead. Traveling through the Three Rivers into the River of Forgetfulness, thinking about obsessions, always remembering Bodhi Noodles. Everyone respects madness, and by chance, their wishes come true. In reincarnation, the mind is opened, and the body of the flesh ball is buried. The music plays the sound of love to ferry the benefactor, and I will no longer regret that I have not returned. He understands the meaning of gods, does not ask for faith, and looks forward to the return of his master. They are all separated, with an innocent heart beneath the mask of anger. It's hard to comfort yourself by forcing the great road to shine. After breaking the string, listen to your heart and ask questions, then retreat to the Cangshan Mountain to continue again. Goodbye, breaking the prison of heaven and earth, and the nine abyss. Being in prison is vicious, controlling other people's gods and ghosts, sealing one's throat as a reward. But it is difficult to realize that the arrow is on the string, the blood is clotting and the flowers are flying, and the other shore is waiting for no return. The rain, mist and clouds dispersed, and the neon wishes were shared in the eyes. We promise to meet again in the palm of our hands, and the souls are nostalgic, and their faces change with each passing year. The world does not complain if it does not believe in the body of the Savior. Endowed with gold and stone, loyalty to the land appears, and the world weighs who is noble and who is humble. I am single-minded, so where can I find other thoughts? I hope the world is like this, and I have no regrets about seeing each other again. All directions are prosperous, and the shadows are contracted to sleep forever without any trouble or concern. When you pay homage, you feel like you are in a state of confusion between heaven and earth. Naturally honest and honest, it is difficult to separate into groups, until the shape changes like the three sources of water. Due to the mountain sinking, the spirit energy could not be trapped in the body, and the body was buried in the earth. When the ten of us gather again, the past will not be forgotten. A glass of dew to mourn the clouds and pay homage to Cangling. The path of pain and impermanence washes the marrow and suddenly the world changes. The soul will return to the inner world where it once was, and in eternity, the rest will perish with the spiritual world. Yunxin comes to visit, and the holy blood helps the wish. When the destiny is resolved and the destiny is destroyed, I seek the love of the past. The chanting sounds are consistent, and the master emerges. It turns out that it is within easy reach. Not knowing the different paths in the world, a child's heart is sharpened and the mirror is round. How to eliminate hatred? At six o'clock, the body is bitter and strong. Fei Hui found his elder brother's face, turned fire into light, and stayed with his parents. If you can't help yourself, it's hard to go against your will. If something happens, you will have to pay for it. There are so many heroes in the underground world, but she shed tears among the flowers. The wheel-turning phoenix dances across the sky, the bamboos, horses and green plum blossoms stand apart. Walking on three thousand strange roads, all kinds of methods create the sharp eyebrows. The Golden Palace bows its head and dares to be the first. Raising his hand across the front edge, his eyes wandered, and the soul of the King's Sword appeared. Keep your mind in prison and raise your mind, put your hands together again, and sign the pitiful consciousness of sin. On the other hand, the gods just wanted to be destroyed, so they caused unspeakable misery in all worlds. Hold on to the hatred, inside and outside the mirror, it is not my wish to be broken. All living beings are nourished by each other, only the heart remains unchanged in the state of mind, and the youthful appearance is reshaped by all the emotions. He clasped his hands and recalled the front edge. When he shot an arrow, the light from the end of his eyes suddenly entered the tip of his lips and tongue. Intention: The hardships in life are always with us, but they are unforgettable and cherished. When we have a life, we must remember that we are our own heroes!