Dear Miss Sanshui, you asked me where my time has gone. I don’t know how to answer this question. Everyone has different understandings in space, please forgive me that I can only use rational physical phenomena to answer your questions. Just like you are always thinking about whether you are suitable for academic science or wasting your literary talent. Time passes through your brain, and it becomes the real marathon champion without any effort, no one can compare it, don’t even think about it. You don’t have to ask where the time has gone. You can roll your eyes and find out if there are some thin wrinkles on your forehead. There is no doubt that time has come, and I told you undisguisedly that his footprints were here, was it ridiculous? You asked the time every day, where did you go, why couldn’t I find you, therefore, you scornfully laugh at yourself that time is always there, but you are looking for it all over the world, but in this embarrassing ridicule, time will not let you go, it will still maliciously remind you of its existence and deeply hurt your emotional and self-owned heart, because you just need to smile at the corner of your eye, even if it is contemptuous, there will also be traces left by time. The beard begins to prick hands, and the chest has occupied a place in the Arabic numerals of weight formed by the combination of all parts of the whole body, which is no longer flat. Time passes by here, but you deceive yourself and others to ignore its existence. Just like what I am doing now, time passes through my fingertips, but I can’t see, touch, damn, even can’t smell, it is so terrible, it has been hiding in your body to peep at you, waiting for you to grow old, waiting for your search. As long as you are willing to calm down and count the traces of time with me, you will find that time is a fucking bastard, and he is not polite, I even didn’t even say hello, so I stroked our whole body like this, and left marks crazily. Then I hid in a corner of your body and said wildly that I had passed through your whole body, but you are still looking for me sadly. The most horrible thing was that he was neither a lesbian nor a gay. He never let go of any living object. Even if he was not alive, he also suffered from the peeping of time. Or, as long as you observe carefully, you will find that a boy is sitting behind a girl almost without exception, when it is surprisingly unexpected that the male and female owners are not in the low-key geographical position in the front and back rows, looking closely, you will find that the male master’s fingertips are moving flexibly on the mobile phone screen. At this time, you have to sigh that our great scientific and technical personnel have almost no time buffer at all, the hostess took out her mobile phone and walked flexibly, one round after another. Yes, seeing this, I can think of thinking with my toes. You must scold me for wasting time. Yes, you are right. I am indeed wasting time. Aren’t you wondering where the time has gone? It is here, in the boredom of my peeping at others’ secrets. Let’s Change the demonstration method, to be exact, to change the conditions of proof. On the street, I held my mother, while my mother mixed with her mother. Three women play one play, which is the truth derived from the long history of China. Let alone, it is absolutely perfect. But the next dialogue is only the debate between me and my mother, because there is another word called gap in China. I won’t get married in the future, can I? Why don’t you want to get married? This is a very profound question. I can’t figure out what is the meaning of marriage. It is a kind of responsibility. Marriage is a kind of responsibility. What responsibility does not need to be married for a long time, you will understand hehe, very good, this is a problem that needs time to solve. Time is really a bastard. I don’t have to do anything that I can’t figure out, it can help me solve it. How stupid and incompetent I am is, everything has to be solved by time. Dear Miss Sanshui, forgive me for my lack of talent. I can only use these superficial words to answer your profound question that cannot give a standard answer.

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On the night of the bright moon and the breeze, the boat flows in the middle, where the boat arrives, wine tasting and flute, this situation has never been romantic. Just like walking home last night, the stars were all over the sky at that time. In the distance of the field, the lights were connected into a line. The night was slightly cool and the wind was cold and silent, which made me feel particularly comfortable. The world becomes tired and fretful without knowing what to do. Such an environment can calm down and think about something.

Some people live a smooth life, their families show off, their individuals are outstanding, and the benefits of the world are gathered. Some people are gentle and have friends all over the world. Some people are steadfast and hard-working, and they can achieve something in middle age if they devote their whole life to pursuing the fame and honor of the world. These people were all integrated into the secular world and gained the recognition of the secular world. There is another kind of person who does not deal with things from the secular perspective. It is hard to be born, has a bad life, is wandering in the arena, and has no return to the place where the heart is in the world. The fame and fortune have never been paid attention to, and everyone likes it without demanding. Only this last kind of people can feel the breeze and the bright moon, and can sing the mountains and torture life. Such as Huang laoxie, Yang Guo’s eccentric, not bound by the world, prefer to sing in the arena. The peculiarity that the world thinks is just that they don’t want to be classified into a certain kind of people in their hearts. They even ruin their reputation and don’t care about it. I am a madman of Chu, and the song of Feng Song in nine days is like howling in the mountains, like the rolling of rivers and seas, and the strong wind drives trees. If you are crazy, you will be crazy. Of course, secular affairs will not be discussed from secular perspective. I will write my own perspective, whatever you say about secular affairs?

Thinking but not seeing, thinking but not reaching, Heart has nothing to return. Often I tremble, not deeply grieved? The desolation and loss of life is like being buried by ice and snow, cold and numb, and thorough heart. Husi Ruan Ji traveled by car, and went back with no road to cry. Life was alive. There was never a new road, but the road to return was paved under his feet. But he didn’t want to go back. What he wanted in his heart could not reach him, bleeding caused by injury.

All people are fascinated by the immortals in the picture. No one loves the best in the world. They don’t like others to care about themselves, but I care about myself.

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