Mockery

Ridicule is the first novel I read that collects emotional upgrades. I can only say that the old devil did not meet a good opportunity.

A very early book. I seemed to have seen it before. Lao Mo is always leading the trend, and the topics he writes about will become mainstream trends in two years. Therefore, now we need to observe what Lao Mo writes. This is the future trend. But it's a pity, why didn't it explode? ? ? Lao Mo is really a very advanced person.

I hope Lao Mo can get out of this difficulty as soon as possible, and I wish you can go further and further on the road of novels.

Your Majesty, if you spare my life, am I copying your routine?

That is the person I miss and love deeply day and night. How should I express it? Will she accept me Maybe I'll never say that to him I'm destined to wander the world How can I be concerned? Dreams are always out of reach Should I give up? Flowers are blooming and falling, and it's the rainy season again Spring, where are you? Youth is like a flowing river Once you leave and never come back, you won't have time to say goodbye I am left numb, without the passion of the past Look at the flowers floating all over the sky wither at the most beautiful moment Who will remember that she has been in this world? In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, filled with joys and sorrows Young people who once aspired to all over the world envied Yan who flew to the south. The figures who are running towards their own futures are gradually drifting away. Where will the future be ordinary? Who can give me the answer? Those who accompanied me at that time, where are you now? What does the person I once loved look like now? Has the original wish come true? Do we have no choice but to pay tribute now? Let the years dry up and ideals will never be able to find the real me again. Looking up at the sky full of stars The one that accompanied me at that time Do you still remember the story here? Life is like a ruthless carving knife Changed our appearance Will it wither before it blooms? I had a dream Youth is like a flowing river Once you leave and never come back, you won't have time to say goodbye I am left numb, without the passion of the past Look at the flowers floating all over the sky wither at the most beautiful moment Who will remember that this world once came Has the original wish come true? Do we have no choice but to pay tribute now? Let the years dry up and ideals will never be able to find the real me again. Looking up at the sky full of stars The one that accompanied me at that time Do you still remember the story here? If there is tomorrow, bless you dear

I plant a seed Finally the fruit has grown Today is a great day Pick off the stars and give them to you Pull down the moon and give it to you Let the sun rise for you every day Turn into a candle and burn yourself Just to illuminate you I give you everything as long as you are happy You make me happy every tomorrow become meaningful Although life is short, I will love you forever No! Leave! No! Abandoned! You are my little apple I can never love you too much The red little face warms my heart Light up the fire fire fire fire fire in my life You are my little apple Like the most beautiful clouds in the sky Spring has come again and flowers are blooming all over the hillsides Sow hope and you will reap I never find you annoying I like everything about you With you, everything is fresh every day The sun shines brighter with you The night is not dark without you You are the white clouds and I am the blue sky Walking with you among the blooming flowers in spring The stars will blink with you on summer nights Wandering with you in the golden wheat fields at dusk in autumn Snowflakes are flying in winter with you More! Add! Temperature! Warm! You are my little apple I can never love you too much The red little face warms my heart Light up the fire fire fire fire fire in my life You are my little apple Like the most beautiful clouds in the sky Spring has come again and flowers are blooming all over the hillsides Sow hope and you will reap You are my little apple I can never love you too much The red little face warms my heart Light up the fire fire fire fire fire in my life You are my little apple Like the most beautiful clouds in the sky Spring has come again and flowers are blooming all over the hillsides Sow hope and you will reap

I was so addicted at the beginning that the system was out and I was still asking where my golden finger was? What a stupid pig's trotter!

Give Lao Mo the support of today's 3 recommendation votes! ❤️🌹🌹🌹😁🌹🌹🌹❤️

God, this cover is really the kind of gloomy handsome man I like. I really want the base picture.

This book is unfortunately too short