During the troubled times, he was left alone on the mountain, and his master and brothers went down to fight against the enemy. Now that the prosperous times have come, the lonely grave is outside, and the ghost is wandering and never returns. If there is an afterlife, he can return to the beginning and fight in the mortal world!
However, when the matter was over, he brushed off his clothes and went away, hiding his merit and fame. The so-called Tao is neither a demon, nor a ghost, nor a devil, nor an immortal... An ordinary person transforms into an immortal, a ghost does a good deed, a demon becomes a Buddha, and an immortal falls into the mortal world... What is the Tao that I cultivate? What do I want? What I'm asking is, is it Dao evil?
I thought again of the 50-cent scratch cards at the entrance of the elementary school, the heartbeat of gambling, and the pale face of the stall owner when he saw that I had actually won two five-yuan and ten-yuan games in a row. It seemed that my gambling luck had been exhausted by then.
Last night the autumn wind entered Hanguan, and the moon filled the western mountains beside the new moon.
Happy holidays and draw a card ~ It doesn't matter if you don't win
ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭*
Maybe I was too crazy about drawing cards. It seems that Zongheng gave me a guaranteed monthly ticket and borrowed flowers to pay homage to the Buddha and gave it to the waiter. By the way, the waiter's latest update time is almost the same as mine. It's like my life is in turmoil and I'm crazy about jet lag.
I come to draw cards before going to bed, but the explosion rate is not good~
One day I will be the king of Europe
Is it this kind of wise vision, or is it this kind of
‼ (•'╻'• ۶)۶
I forgot to remind you about something. Go check out the new welfare plan. You can no longer get perfect attendance for the works on the shelves. June is the last perfect attendance. ( •̥́ˍ •̀ू )
In fact, it passed instantly without feeling anything.
It feels like there is something in the words
Da Da's literary talent is still the same, and his profound writing skills can be seen between the lines. Wu Chen admires him very much.
OCD cast a whole number, but no luck.
I thought again of the 50-cent scratch cards at the entrance of the elementary school, the heartbeat of gambling, and the pale face of the stall owner when he saw that I had actually won two five-yuan and ten-yuan games in a row. It seemed that my gambling luck had been exhausted by then.
Last night the autumn wind entered Hanguan, and the moon filled the western mountains beside the new moon.
Happy holidays and draw a card ~ It doesn't matter if you don't win
ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭*
Maybe I was too crazy about drawing cards. It seems that Zongheng gave me a guaranteed monthly ticket and borrowed flowers to pay homage to the Buddha and gave it to the waiter. By the way, the waiter's latest update time is almost the same as mine. It's like my life is in turmoil and I'm crazy about jet lag.
I come to draw cards before going to bed, but the explosion rate is not good~
One day I will be the king of Europe
Is it this kind of wise vision, or is it this kind of ‼ (•'╻'• ۶)۶
I forgot to remind you about something. Go check out the new welfare plan. You can no longer get perfect attendance for the works on the shelves. June is the last perfect attendance. ( •̥́ˍ •̀ू )
In fact, it passed instantly without feeling anything.
It feels like there is something in the words
Da Da's literary talent is still the same, and his profound writing skills can be seen between the lines. Wu Chen admires him very much.