All the emotions and efforts over the past 20 years and the ups and downs of hard work that have worked together have come to death in this bloody battle
Looking back suddenly, the beauty is no longer in the dim lights, and under the cold street lights, she is only crying back
Life is sometimes as fragile as the wind, sometimes as strong as the rock
Everything is in that thought. The pursuit of the true meaning of life is the enlightenment and imagination of philosophers and masters of spiritual chicken soup in the room. However, in the cruel reality, it is so far away. When thousands of ordinary people encounter insurmountable dirts and obstacles, they can only choose to move forward or retreat. Those philosophy and spiritual classics that have touched, moved, and excited have lost their radiant dizziness at this moment.
No matter which choice, the only way out is to face it
The original function of the sharp fruit knife is to peel off the skin of the fruit and make the juicy fruit sweeter, but the seemingly beautiful tool also has the ugliness on the other side, because it can also easily make a life disappear. Therefore, anything in this world is a double-edged sword, which is what our ancestors call Yin and Yang.
Suicide requires courage. The knife stops on the wrist. Aunt Jiang’s forehead is sweating, and her face is not as firm as death. Her curved willow eyebrows are frowning. She is not as relaxed as the book says when facing death. No one is not nostalgic for this colorful world, even if this world often brings you endless pain.
When a drop of blood dripped on the floor, Aunt Jiang let out a strange cry and threw away the knife in her hand. She ran to the bedroom quickly, opened the cabinet and took out a towel to cover the shallow wound. The wound was not deep, but it only cut a little skin.
Why do I die? I can't die. I can't be cheap. I want to get my things back. Aunt Jiang, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, said gritting her teeth.
Hatred makes people know how to cherish their lives. This is also a kind of salvation, so hatred is not necessarily a bad thing, it can make people excited, struggle, and be shameless before they can be brave.
Lu Feng, slut, wait, I will never let you go. In the luxurious living room, Aunt Jiang shouted hysterically at the window.
Looking back suddenly, the beauty is no longer in the dim lights, and under the cold street lights, she is only crying back
Life is sometimes as fragile as the wind, sometimes as strong as the rock
Everything is in that thought. The pursuit of the true meaning of life is the enlightenment and imagination of philosophers and masters of spiritual chicken soup in the room. However, in the cruel reality, it is so far away. When thousands of ordinary people encounter insurmountable dirts and obstacles, they can only choose to move forward or retreat. Those philosophy and spiritual classics that have touched, moved, and excited have lost their radiant dizziness at this moment.
No matter which choice, the only way out is to face it
The original function of the sharp fruit knife is to peel off the skin of the fruit and make the juicy fruit sweeter, but the seemingly beautiful tool also has the ugliness on the other side, because it can also easily make a life disappear. Therefore, anything in this world is a double-edged sword, which is what our ancestors call Yin and Yang.
Suicide requires courage. The knife stops on the wrist. Aunt Jiang’s forehead is sweating, and her face is not as firm as death. Her curved willow eyebrows are frowning. She is not as relaxed as the book says when facing death. No one is not nostalgic for this colorful world, even if this world often brings you endless pain.
When a drop of blood dripped on the floor, Aunt Jiang let out a strange cry and threw away the knife in her hand. She ran to the bedroom quickly, opened the cabinet and took out a towel to cover the shallow wound. The wound was not deep, but it only cut a little skin.
Why do I die? I can't die. I can't be cheap. I want to get my things back. Aunt Jiang, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, said gritting her teeth.
Hatred makes people know how to cherish their lives. This is also a kind of salvation, so hatred is not necessarily a bad thing, it can make people excited, struggle, and be shameless before they can be brave.
Lu Feng, slut, wait, I will never let you go. In the luxurious living room, Aunt Jiang shouted hysterically at the window.
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