Roots fingertips old, Chanafanghua (Reprinted Author: Cheng Lingsu)

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Sometimes, maybe the waves have become a habit.

Willow peach flower, arrogant, just horseshoes, shallow grass, go to Jiangnan to catch up with the spring;

Off-snowflakes, Tian Gao Yunyuan, Silver Shu Han Cream, Red Furnace, Mutao, there is a pride.

- Feel a different place in different places.

People always say that children in the rivers and lakes are home. But in me, go through the end of the world, looking for 觅 觅, just

Hope, you can get a little message.

Heart is actually thousands of times have long been there: it is looking for him, but what? Still not to add each other, increasing trouble? He is so quiet, isn't it for me? But knowing that it is a mirror flower, but I can't think, I can't find it.

I have never known that as long as I still love people like him, I still look up at a noble and perfect soul; as long as I look for his trace, I will listen to my heart.

So, I have been destined to wave the quarter.

Joy is worry-free, like Huahua, there are always some stories:

When the street is gold, the season is no, he has a saying, killing the dog, the hechee, Yan Zhao's legacy;

Lujiazhuang competition, goose yellow shirt, shallow colorful light makeup, a doctor, "Thoughts", teaching a pair of lovers to become a genus.

anything else……

I have chased a bandits for three consecutive months, just because he cut another person's arm;

I have also taken the priceless jewelry on me, just for two thousand two silver to give a furious man.

Because I know, if he encounters these people, it will be like me.

But all of these, but I have rumored me, make a myth in martial arts.

It is said that this is the girl who is looking for in Kunlun San Holy life; Wudang's open ancestral teacher, I heard that my news, I finally did the Taoist. At some point, that sentence is not a fallacy: a woman is expensive because of what kind of man who loves her. So many years later, some people still think that I think that the style of the year is memorable.

It's just that the people are flowing, and those who can't find a bitter look, they will be reluctant to open.

At the age of 40, I met a bookmaker in the village of Niujia Village.

He said a very old story: there are two fish, living in the sea, on a certain day, by the sea, the sea is to a shallow ditch, can only feed the foam in his mouth to each other's mouth to survive, This is the origin of idiom "look at each other".

But Zhuangzi said that such a life is not the most normal and most helpless. The real situation is that the seawater is finally coming, and the two fish are finally going back to their own heavens and the earth, and finally, they have to forget. In the rivers and lakes.

At that moment, I finally understood, with the end of the world, love can't be worn, and I don't forget the rivers and lakes.

Where is the rivers and lakes, where is my hometown I returned? So, I got to Emei, I finally lived there, and I would have a tourist. After all, I will have Ye Falling into the roots. The years of the ancient Buddha cleaned lights started from that moment.

That year, I got a small baby on the South Mountain, blowing into the skin, a delicate smile. I gave her name called Yanling. I want to make this half of the martial arts, I will make memories, leave the wind, leave her, left to the Emei woman.

When I was 60, I faced a dressing table. I looked at the old face in the mirror. The memory of the 16-year-old is still clear as yesterday: black swamp, the tail of the Nine-tailed fox; October 24, the bright fireworks in the city. Stay with the palm of the palm, still bright golden needles, think about the bomb, and go to Huayu. It is like this like a flower, and the water is full of water. Red cherries, green bananas, those throwing streamers, those rushing, those who have been waiting. Everything has been released, the girlhood, the master of the Shaolin Temple used the scriptures: "Worry by love, by love, if you are away from the love, no worries are also coming."嗔 爱 痴, smile, finally in the heart.

Just some things, it doesn't have a way in the bottom corner in my heart.

Whenever I heard the bird's tweet, I can't help but look up. However, the birds who fly higher will not have the old bird, and the sound of the sound is not enough. The tweet.

It is far from the lake's sea, too many famous mansters show the sword law, but in my heart, the glare sword is better than the mysterious iron sword, and then a delicate move, but it is a flower shelf. .

When I arrived very old, I would think about it. At that time, I didn't know if I didn't know, but he didn't understand it?

Nachey, no evil girl, such trust and love? - He is actually all known, but since there is no way to respond, then, you will not say it. Don't see it, you are from worry. Children, can have any feelings, 上, give some lively things, children's feelings, throw it on the side.

It's just that he didn't think of it, it can be very short, youth is in love, it has passed.

No one knows, my youth, I have ended that I have been ending at the age of 16 - buried in Huashan, the breeze blowing leaves.

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