To Keep from Being Hurt Forever

Since ancient times, it has been difficult to have both. The curtain is half open, only you can be seen, your red makeup has not faded. Watching the country for three thousand miles in the sky, singing and dancing, transgressing clear dreams, who is lazy and wearing no makeup, smiling at the moon. ——Phoenix Star Flowers bloom on the other shore, and all the fame is thrown away in exchange for beauty and charming smiles. I only regret that my mind and body are dead. In the next life, I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will never let you down. I miss you so much. ——Yixing The phoenix eyes are against the world, the red sleeves are fluttering slightly, and the country is looked down upon; Suzhi Shura, the fire blade is flying, independent of the frost. Even though the plum blossoms are proud of the frosty branches, there are no people admiring the flowers on the snow. ——Dou Xing Gong Shangjiao Zheng Yu, playing chess, calligraphy, tea, writing and ink, sitting alone in the leisure court, watching the clouds rising and rising, pointing out the country, he should be called the Wolong among women. ——Wenxing The smile is prosperous, the shopping mall is deep, the eyebrows are full of smiles, the pride is endless, and the smile determines the world. ——Shangxing The slender fingers are flying, which makes Gongshu ashamed. The oil, salt, soy and vinegar make the Emperor of Heaven speechless. ——Qiao Xing Love is like ink, declared but not open. When you look back, you will already be deep in the woods. In this vast land, the only thing we can rely on is each other. Even if you are abandoned by the world, we will never leave you. I don't know why, but I feel a pain like needles in my heart. It's a feeling I've never felt before. I just feel very sad, so sad that I don't even have the strength to raise my head to look at the sky. "What's the matter! He's just a man! What's important?" She couldn't talk any more. She couldn't see the people in front of her clearly, and her face burst into tears. The four of them hugged each other and cried, crying heartbreakingly. When this scene appeared in front of them, they themselves seemed to feel the pain. She was alone, sealed in a huge body of ice. Her bright red blood slowly flowed out along the thin tube. Due to excessive blood loss, her lips had almost no color. Her eyebrows were wrinkled, and there was a look of pain that had never appeared on her face. She hasn't given up yet, she's still waiting. Don't you know that the person who brought her to this point is drinking and talking, drunk and watching the dance of flowers? She was always not far away, waiting for him to look back, even if it was just a glance. If possible, she would be very happy to meet him, which would fill her life with joy. She knew that he seemed affectionate, but in fact was ruthless, because his heart was already filled. Set the country: The six stars of Yi Xing, Huang Xing, Qiao Xing, Shang Xing, Literary Star, and Fighting Star gather together and obtain the Heavenly Palace's art of war, then troubled times can be settled and the world can be settled. "Zuo Chenxun" she stood on the top corner of the five stars, her fiery red phoenix robe making her look extremely stunning. "Mu Yixin" appeared on the Tiangong stage. Her light yellow dress made her look elegant yet cute. "Shangguan Jing." It was rare for her to show such a solemn look in her eyes. Once she was serious, she couldn't stop her. "Situ Zixiang." Her thin body stood on the stage, bursting with an infinitely calm aura. "Ling Ye." He no longer has any desires and desires. When the world becomes stable, he will take him to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Finally, people dressed in gorgeous and mysterious clothes slowly walked up to the Tiangong platform. It was the hardest decision she had ever made, but it was necessary. "Luo Ling." "When the six stars return to their positions, the world will be in order!" The black-robed master of ceremonies said loudly. They cut their palms and blood flowed on the stage. Suddenly golden light flashed. All the officials in the audience were shocked, and the people on the dragon throne were writing furiously. This Heavenly Palace Art of War could only last for a while, and only the real emperor could be seen. He made the right bet. They also made the right bet. (Dedicated to the weirdos in the dormitory~Dear me, isn't the writing a bit amazing? Then, treat me to dinner)