Today, I feel that I lost slag. . . .
It's a few laps around the earth, I found it back to the starting point! I am like a bird, but I flew to the sky but I don't know where to fall. . . .
Is it facing the reality or looking back? Four years ago, I live in a city in a city, I have lived in this city after four years. I don't know if God wants to hone me, let me rotate again. .
Suddenly remembered the "Bi Jade Sword": "What is the big husband so sad, the big husband is so bleak." Why?
