A kind of wind only wanders in a deep valley; a dam only protects a starry river
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
It was when I loved fantasy and dreaming the most. At that time, I was still as young as a shy flower. The newborn little tiger was as ignorant, but I experienced a nightmare in the fire.
Then, those dreams were like colorful soap bubbles. Before I could understand them, they were all disillusioned and disappeared without any trace.
Qiao'er, your uncle is coming today. You go to the old Shandong Zhiweizhai to buy some braised eggs and noodles. Remember to take some spices and ham sausages and go to the Children's Palace to find your mother and ask her to go home to make noodles. My father sat on the old rattan chair in the yard, looking at the exquisite and weird beast head on the roof.
On the clothes rack behind him were mother's colorful underwear, exquisite lace petticoats, and clothes for us father and son.
There was half a cup of leftover tea on the round table in front of me, and my father was holding half a cigarette in his hand, and the green smoke was curling, as if it was interrupted and continued
Alas, I'll go now. I put down the textbook in my hand, put out the incense stick on the table, and closed the door.
My uncle and my father are classmates, but one has a specialty in academics, while the other embarks on the career path. Both of them have made great achievements in their respective fields.
I followed the bank of the stream and walked forward on the soft sand that was sinking.
A car carrying passengers passed by the road opposite at lightning speed, raising waves of dust
It seems that it is the direction to the Children's Palace
My mother held a pipa training class in the Youth Palace. Many children in the town signed up during the holidays, all for their mother's fame.
The Cultural Palace is located on Xiaoli East Road, Zhen, and is an old house rented by the government.
There is a large flower terrace full of weeds in the fence in front of the house, with only a cluster of cannas leaning lonely on the corner of the wall.
I pushed open the small fence and walked through the small corridor. My nostrils were filled with a faint fragrance. My mother had a bedroom at the end of the small corridor, which was where she slept at noon.
I stood outside her dark door and thought, it's time to finish class now, and my mother doesn't know if she is resting.
Just as I was about to knock on the door, I heard a slight voice
Why are you here? Where is my sister-in-law? My mother's voice was a little low, and it came out through the worn lattice window, faint and soft.
She didn't come to Maolin for a meeting, and came over to see you. The voice was strange. Although she deliberately lowered her voice, she could still hear its thickness.
Well, you've come here for a special trip. Maolin is still thirty kilometers away, and the road is not good. My mother's faint tone seems to contain a little warmth.
I was a little surprised, stood on tiptoe and looked into the window
The room was very dark, and the lights were turned on during the day. I saw a very delicate, green and nearly black wire above the table, hanging from the high ceiling, and a flower-shaped milky white lampshade. From a distance, it looked like a white lotus hanging in bloom. The soft light hit my mother's fair face.
A burly man sat opposite her. I couldn't see his face. His back was facing me.
I haven't seen each other for many years, girl, you haven't changed, you're as beautiful as before. The man slowly stretched out his hand and held his mother
My mother's body was shocked and her face turned red suddenly. Don't do this, brother...
I was stunned for a moment, not my uncle, why did you come here?
Dad thought he didn't know the way
I was about to scream when I suddenly saw my uncle grabbing my mother's hand and kissing her on his lips. I was stunned for a moment
What's going on?
Don't, don't do this, brother. My mother stood up and tried to retract her hand. Her head touched the lampshade. For a moment, the room was full of shaking figures.
It's been so long... You, you still... Mother left the table, walked to the edge of the bed, facing the wall, and I saw her shoulders shaking, obviously feeling excited
Only after love can you know the deepest feelings, only after drunk can you know the strong wine girl. Actually, I am very sad, do you know how difficult this day is... My uncle choked, and a strange smell floated in the air
Brother, don't do this... You know, I love Yunong, I love us all my life, we are all things that have passed, you forgot, my mother also cried, took out her hand towel to wipe her tears
Alas, if I hadn't taken him home back then, you wouldn't have met each other, nor would you... My uncle walked behind my mother, and his huge figure blocked my mother and blocked my vision.
No, brother, even if I don’t know him, it will be impossible for us to one day. I will get married, you will get married... My mother’s voice trembles like catkins in the wind, weak, no longer as leisurely as usual
Do you still remember Hongye Valley? My uncle took off the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Under the dim light, I vaguely saw an inexplicable depression and desolation floating in his eyes.
My mother was speechless, she slowly turned around and stared at him, don't say anything more, Hongyegu had long been forgotten by me, her eyes were blurred and dazed, as if a layer of blue gauze was shrouded in the light of green gauze
You will never forget, I believe my uncle holds my mother's chin, I like your eyes, like a pair of black butterflies that keep flapping their wings.
My mother cried, and two lines of clear tears burst out from her eyes and dripped down her cheeks onto her uncle's hand. What are you talking about so much? Brother, we can't make mistakes again and again. At first, we just choked up, but then we couldn't stop.
She bent forward and burst into tears. The first time I saw my mother crying so violently
My uncle gently stretched out his hand, stroked her thin shoulders, and then hugged her body
My mother fell softly into my uncle's arms, trembling all over, and sobbing silently. Her tears and the heat wet my uncle's shirt
I saw my uncle's hand constantly touching my mother's body, as if searching for something.
Good sister, don’t you love me anymore? I saw my uncle take out a black bra from my mother’s arms and put it on his nose and sniff it hard. Don’t you love me very much?
Ah, brother... At that time, I was young, I just admired you. You can do everything. I was bullied at school. It was you who beat those bad students so hard that they dared not come again... But, but later... my mother fell on the bed with tears in her eyes.
That year in Hongye Valley, we went to pick wax vegetables. You squatted under the tree, bent and stick your little butt up. My brother saw your bulging butt, and couldn't stand the stimulation, so... My uncle looked tall and had a bright voice, not like my father's appearance. In comparison, my uncle was more masculine and more masculine.
No...Brother, stop talking. My mother's skirt was lifted to her waist by her uncle, revealing her red lace underwear
Later, we often do it in the pile of platycodon behind the house. Girl, your little pussy was so tight at that time, and it hurts so much that my brother... My uncle also pulled my mother's underwear to his heels, and my mother's pubic hair was suddenly naked under the light, soft and ironing, and neatly spread on the mons pubic pubic
Mom later found out and beat me up. Do you still remember? Mom's eyes were as silk as silk, and her red face was filled with confusion. It can be seen that her thoughts had flown into the smoke-like past.
How could I forget
At that time, we were so scared that we knelt in front of our mother and begged her not to tell her about this, otherwise he would beat us to death.
Yes, my mother didn't say that, just asked us not to continue, but... But then, we were so good... Girl, I climbed onto your bed one night, maybe it was too loud. Dad finally found out that he was furious, broke my legs and let me lie on the bed for three months. Girl, I still remember, you secretly came to see me every night... My uncle's eyes were red, tears flashed, and obviously immersed in memories.
My mother was trembling all over. She was clamping one of my uncle's hand between her two legs. The hand kept fiddling with her mother's labia and clitoris, so that her body was undulating, and there were blurred words floating between her lips: Yes, I was so afraid that you would be disabled like this at that time, and later, you, you don't know... Later, my dad forced you to send you outside to study, and I got to know Yunong...
There was a strange commotion in my body, and the red blood flowed happily in my blood vessels, impulsive and restless.
This excitement ran through my body, and I wanted to shout loudly, but it was a vague and meaningless tone, and it was just venting in my throat
This is the second time I have seen my mother's body naked in the air. It must be a piece of pearly gray in the morning, goose yellow in late spring, or a cherry-like crimson. These scenes have been deeply rooted in my memory since then
Her white and pure face shines with a kind of quiet beauty. Her two black eyes walk proudly in the smoke and earth with the calmness of a young woman.
My uncle was erecting his waist freely, and his penis was unscrupulously walking through his mother's deep valley. The simple wooden bed made a pitiful cry.
My mother raised her hand and placed it casually on his neck, like a water grass dancing, passionately interpreting its dance in the wind
We will go to hell, brother... Her confession-like moans are like notes floating on the fountain, and the whispers of autumn insects, and the sound of oars in the water towns in Jiangnan, bit by bit, shuttled through the sidewalks of time and space
Oh... no, I can't do this... My mother's two fair legs swayed on my uncle's shoulders, and her toenails were painted with purple-red elixirs. In the clearly extinct light, it was filled with sinful colors
I closed my eyes sadly, unable to believe that my eyes were the tunnel that my father was traveling through was actually driving a train that shouldn't have appeared...
But, but... I cannot help but admit that this sinful color is so gorgeous, like a brilliant firework, blooming in my young sky, and overwhelming for a long time
The two people immersed in the incest world did not hear my heavy breathing and turbid breathing. My hands were masturbating, and my hot penis was so thick that it was difficult to reach. This stimulated my fragile but lewd nerves more than I peeked at my mother and father for having sex.
The poisonous snake lying deep in my heart slowly woke up from hibernation. It first peeked into this strange world, and then, winding snakes, spitting out its tongue, and bit me suddenly, because at this time I was the most vulnerable and helpless
When the air breaks the tranquility, it is much thinner than before. The Cultural Palace with many green quilts is a kind of damp green covered with light fog.
As the air flow moves, the aromas of various flowers and plants floating outdoors, such as Shan Suying, Osmanthus, Qilixiang or mixed grass smells from somewhere, mixed with the smell of sweat and semen flowing out of the room, accumulated in my throat and unable to escape.
My heart lingers in this sad scene, and I only feel that something important has been lost will never be found.
My uncle kept changing his posture, and his frivolity could not be found in my father's place.
My father has always been normal for sex, and occasionally changes his position and seeks some stimulation, but after all, it is only occasionally
Watching my uncle hold his hands under my mother's buttocks, and his mother's hands are wrapped around his neck, and his body is pounding heavily on my chest again and again
My mother's pubic hair is as messy as grass, and the vaginal fluid raged on her lower body. The place where I was born was so ugly, with decadence and vulgarity, disillusionment and bewitching, inciting a young soul that was about to move towards the palace of light
Maybe I don't know that this kind of disillusionment is a kind of happy self-abuse. From then on, I will disdain the old rules of this secular system to be too brain-struggled. I just walk my own way, drink my own soup, and make this glass of wine in life, and make life into a dessert wine-flavored death that only I can drink.
Soon, my uncle increased the strength of his buttocks and stabbed his black strand into the deep corner of his mother, and remained motionless for a long time.
I heard my mother's sorrowful sigh, and the white and pure face was shining with brilliance. My elegant and leisurely beautiful mother, with her limbs and big hands and feet, revealing her lust and decay. The gurgling semen and water oozing with a cold breath
Yu Nong is OK? My uncle sat on the bed, breathing heavily. He smoked with an ink pipe. Is Qiao'er okay?
He is still in poor health, and I kept taking medicine for him according to my father's prescription, but it was just a control. My mother was looking for clothes that were discarded on the ground. Qiaoer Shu was studying well, so I was not worried.
My uncle helped her to button her bra. He was in poor health. Could Qiao'er be my son? I remember that we did it the day before you got married. I closed my eyes and heard the rustling sound of my mother when she was dressing. I felt that the world was about to be destroyed, as if the world was about to burn.
Shit, Qiaoer belongs to Yunong, yes, I only got it after marrying him half a year, don't be thinking about it all. Mother's slender fingers push away the hand that my uncle attacked
It's too late, let's go back soon
You go back first, I'll go later, I have some things to deal with here. My uncle's hand rubbed his mother's breasts, showing a reluctant expression. I don't know when I can love you like this again, sister...
We can't come again, don't you have a sister-in-law? Why don't you have children yet?
Alas, girl, you don’t know, your sister-in-law is sexually cold. Every time I have sex with her, it’s like a zombie, but it’s like you, like a furnace... As my uncle talked, he put his hand into the shorts that my mother had just put on.
Hehe, this is also a retribution. Brother, no wonder people say that my sister-in-law is a cold beauty. When I saw my mother enjoying so much in his arms, I felt a violent force in my body that would ravage my soul, bite youth, dreams, love, and smash all kinds of expensive things into pieces.
I really want to rush in and kill them completely, but I know I can't!
Soon, we will sink into the cold darkness, farewell, our summer is too short! I have heard the sound of sad collisions falling to the ground, and the loud wood fell on the stone slab of the courtyard. I remembered the first paragraph of Baudelaire's poem "Autumn Song"
Confusion and anger are like boiling mud, and my helpless eyes are about to close my throat. I explore the sky like helpless eyes. This kind of miserable green years, I don’t know where I want to go, every step is at a loss, I want to open the exit
Because God has given me a gift of spell, asking me to use myself as a furnace to temper my sharpness in the blazing flames
However, after forging, my world has become a ruined world, and my soul and thoughts are heavily shackled and handcuffed. Even if it is full of gold, it will be a lifetime of drift.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
It was when I loved fantasy and dreaming the most. At that time, I was still as young as a shy flower. The newborn little tiger was as ignorant, but I experienced a nightmare in the fire.
Then, those dreams were like colorful soap bubbles. Before I could understand them, they were all disillusioned and disappeared without any trace.
Qiao'er, your uncle is coming today. You go to the old Shandong Zhiweizhai to buy some braised eggs and noodles. Remember to take some spices and ham sausages and go to the Children's Palace to find your mother and ask her to go home to make noodles. My father sat on the old rattan chair in the yard, looking at the exquisite and weird beast head on the roof.
On the clothes rack behind him were mother's colorful underwear, exquisite lace petticoats, and clothes for us father and son.
There was half a cup of leftover tea on the round table in front of me, and my father was holding half a cigarette in his hand, and the green smoke was curling, as if it was interrupted and continued
Alas, I'll go now. I put down the textbook in my hand, put out the incense stick on the table, and closed the door.
My uncle and my father are classmates, but one has a specialty in academics, while the other embarks on the career path. Both of them have made great achievements in their respective fields.
I followed the bank of the stream and walked forward on the soft sand that was sinking.
A car carrying passengers passed by the road opposite at lightning speed, raising waves of dust
It seems that it is the direction to the Children's Palace
My mother held a pipa training class in the Youth Palace. Many children in the town signed up during the holidays, all for their mother's fame.
The Cultural Palace is located on Xiaoli East Road, Zhen, and is an old house rented by the government.
There is a large flower terrace full of weeds in the fence in front of the house, with only a cluster of cannas leaning lonely on the corner of the wall.
I pushed open the small fence and walked through the small corridor. My nostrils were filled with a faint fragrance. My mother had a bedroom at the end of the small corridor, which was where she slept at noon.
I stood outside her dark door and thought, it's time to finish class now, and my mother doesn't know if she is resting.
Just as I was about to knock on the door, I heard a slight voice
Why are you here? Where is my sister-in-law? My mother's voice was a little low, and it came out through the worn lattice window, faint and soft.
She didn't come to Maolin for a meeting, and came over to see you. The voice was strange. Although she deliberately lowered her voice, she could still hear its thickness.
Well, you've come here for a special trip. Maolin is still thirty kilometers away, and the road is not good. My mother's faint tone seems to contain a little warmth.
I was a little surprised, stood on tiptoe and looked into the window
The room was very dark, and the lights were turned on during the day. I saw a very delicate, green and nearly black wire above the table, hanging from the high ceiling, and a flower-shaped milky white lampshade. From a distance, it looked like a white lotus hanging in bloom. The soft light hit my mother's fair face.
A burly man sat opposite her. I couldn't see his face. His back was facing me.
I haven't seen each other for many years, girl, you haven't changed, you're as beautiful as before. The man slowly stretched out his hand and held his mother
My mother's body was shocked and her face turned red suddenly. Don't do this, brother...
I was stunned for a moment, not my uncle, why did you come here?
Dad thought he didn't know the way
I was about to scream when I suddenly saw my uncle grabbing my mother's hand and kissing her on his lips. I was stunned for a moment
What's going on?
Don't, don't do this, brother. My mother stood up and tried to retract her hand. Her head touched the lampshade. For a moment, the room was full of shaking figures.
It's been so long... You, you still... Mother left the table, walked to the edge of the bed, facing the wall, and I saw her shoulders shaking, obviously feeling excited
Only after love can you know the deepest feelings, only after drunk can you know the strong wine girl. Actually, I am very sad, do you know how difficult this day is... My uncle choked, and a strange smell floated in the air
Brother, don't do this... You know, I love Yunong, I love us all my life, we are all things that have passed, you forgot, my mother also cried, took out her hand towel to wipe her tears
Alas, if I hadn't taken him home back then, you wouldn't have met each other, nor would you... My uncle walked behind my mother, and his huge figure blocked my mother and blocked my vision.
No, brother, even if I don’t know him, it will be impossible for us to one day. I will get married, you will get married... My mother’s voice trembles like catkins in the wind, weak, no longer as leisurely as usual
Do you still remember Hongye Valley? My uncle took off the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Under the dim light, I vaguely saw an inexplicable depression and desolation floating in his eyes.
My mother was speechless, she slowly turned around and stared at him, don't say anything more, Hongyegu had long been forgotten by me, her eyes were blurred and dazed, as if a layer of blue gauze was shrouded in the light of green gauze
You will never forget, I believe my uncle holds my mother's chin, I like your eyes, like a pair of black butterflies that keep flapping their wings.
My mother cried, and two lines of clear tears burst out from her eyes and dripped down her cheeks onto her uncle's hand. What are you talking about so much? Brother, we can't make mistakes again and again. At first, we just choked up, but then we couldn't stop.
She bent forward and burst into tears. The first time I saw my mother crying so violently
My uncle gently stretched out his hand, stroked her thin shoulders, and then hugged her body
My mother fell softly into my uncle's arms, trembling all over, and sobbing silently. Her tears and the heat wet my uncle's shirt
I saw my uncle's hand constantly touching my mother's body, as if searching for something.
Good sister, don’t you love me anymore? I saw my uncle take out a black bra from my mother’s arms and put it on his nose and sniff it hard. Don’t you love me very much?
Ah, brother... At that time, I was young, I just admired you. You can do everything. I was bullied at school. It was you who beat those bad students so hard that they dared not come again... But, but later... my mother fell on the bed with tears in her eyes.
That year in Hongye Valley, we went to pick wax vegetables. You squatted under the tree, bent and stick your little butt up. My brother saw your bulging butt, and couldn't stand the stimulation, so... My uncle looked tall and had a bright voice, not like my father's appearance. In comparison, my uncle was more masculine and more masculine.
No...Brother, stop talking. My mother's skirt was lifted to her waist by her uncle, revealing her red lace underwear
Later, we often do it in the pile of platycodon behind the house. Girl, your little pussy was so tight at that time, and it hurts so much that my brother... My uncle also pulled my mother's underwear to his heels, and my mother's pubic hair was suddenly naked under the light, soft and ironing, and neatly spread on the mons pubic pubic
Mom later found out and beat me up. Do you still remember? Mom's eyes were as silk as silk, and her red face was filled with confusion. It can be seen that her thoughts had flown into the smoke-like past.
How could I forget
At that time, we were so scared that we knelt in front of our mother and begged her not to tell her about this, otherwise he would beat us to death.
Yes, my mother didn't say that, just asked us not to continue, but... But then, we were so good... Girl, I climbed onto your bed one night, maybe it was too loud. Dad finally found out that he was furious, broke my legs and let me lie on the bed for three months. Girl, I still remember, you secretly came to see me every night... My uncle's eyes were red, tears flashed, and obviously immersed in memories.
My mother was trembling all over. She was clamping one of my uncle's hand between her two legs. The hand kept fiddling with her mother's labia and clitoris, so that her body was undulating, and there were blurred words floating between her lips: Yes, I was so afraid that you would be disabled like this at that time, and later, you, you don't know... Later, my dad forced you to send you outside to study, and I got to know Yunong...
There was a strange commotion in my body, and the red blood flowed happily in my blood vessels, impulsive and restless.
This excitement ran through my body, and I wanted to shout loudly, but it was a vague and meaningless tone, and it was just venting in my throat
This is the second time I have seen my mother's body naked in the air. It must be a piece of pearly gray in the morning, goose yellow in late spring, or a cherry-like crimson. These scenes have been deeply rooted in my memory since then
Her white and pure face shines with a kind of quiet beauty. Her two black eyes walk proudly in the smoke and earth with the calmness of a young woman.
My uncle was erecting his waist freely, and his penis was unscrupulously walking through his mother's deep valley. The simple wooden bed made a pitiful cry.
My mother raised her hand and placed it casually on his neck, like a water grass dancing, passionately interpreting its dance in the wind
We will go to hell, brother... Her confession-like moans are like notes floating on the fountain, and the whispers of autumn insects, and the sound of oars in the water towns in Jiangnan, bit by bit, shuttled through the sidewalks of time and space
Oh... no, I can't do this... My mother's two fair legs swayed on my uncle's shoulders, and her toenails were painted with purple-red elixirs. In the clearly extinct light, it was filled with sinful colors
I closed my eyes sadly, unable to believe that my eyes were the tunnel that my father was traveling through was actually driving a train that shouldn't have appeared...
But, but... I cannot help but admit that this sinful color is so gorgeous, like a brilliant firework, blooming in my young sky, and overwhelming for a long time
The two people immersed in the incest world did not hear my heavy breathing and turbid breathing. My hands were masturbating, and my hot penis was so thick that it was difficult to reach. This stimulated my fragile but lewd nerves more than I peeked at my mother and father for having sex.
The poisonous snake lying deep in my heart slowly woke up from hibernation. It first peeked into this strange world, and then, winding snakes, spitting out its tongue, and bit me suddenly, because at this time I was the most vulnerable and helpless
When the air breaks the tranquility, it is much thinner than before. The Cultural Palace with many green quilts is a kind of damp green covered with light fog.
As the air flow moves, the aromas of various flowers and plants floating outdoors, such as Shan Suying, Osmanthus, Qilixiang or mixed grass smells from somewhere, mixed with the smell of sweat and semen flowing out of the room, accumulated in my throat and unable to escape.
My heart lingers in this sad scene, and I only feel that something important has been lost will never be found.
My uncle kept changing his posture, and his frivolity could not be found in my father's place.
My father has always been normal for sex, and occasionally changes his position and seeks some stimulation, but after all, it is only occasionally
Watching my uncle hold his hands under my mother's buttocks, and his mother's hands are wrapped around his neck, and his body is pounding heavily on my chest again and again
My mother's pubic hair is as messy as grass, and the vaginal fluid raged on her lower body. The place where I was born was so ugly, with decadence and vulgarity, disillusionment and bewitching, inciting a young soul that was about to move towards the palace of light
Maybe I don't know that this kind of disillusionment is a kind of happy self-abuse. From then on, I will disdain the old rules of this secular system to be too brain-struggled. I just walk my own way, drink my own soup, and make this glass of wine in life, and make life into a dessert wine-flavored death that only I can drink.
Soon, my uncle increased the strength of his buttocks and stabbed his black strand into the deep corner of his mother, and remained motionless for a long time.
I heard my mother's sorrowful sigh, and the white and pure face was shining with brilliance. My elegant and leisurely beautiful mother, with her limbs and big hands and feet, revealing her lust and decay. The gurgling semen and water oozing with a cold breath
Yu Nong is OK? My uncle sat on the bed, breathing heavily. He smoked with an ink pipe. Is Qiao'er okay?
He is still in poor health, and I kept taking medicine for him according to my father's prescription, but it was just a control. My mother was looking for clothes that were discarded on the ground. Qiaoer Shu was studying well, so I was not worried.
My uncle helped her to button her bra. He was in poor health. Could Qiao'er be my son? I remember that we did it the day before you got married. I closed my eyes and heard the rustling sound of my mother when she was dressing. I felt that the world was about to be destroyed, as if the world was about to burn.
Shit, Qiaoer belongs to Yunong, yes, I only got it after marrying him half a year, don't be thinking about it all. Mother's slender fingers push away the hand that my uncle attacked
It's too late, let's go back soon
You go back first, I'll go later, I have some things to deal with here. My uncle's hand rubbed his mother's breasts, showing a reluctant expression. I don't know when I can love you like this again, sister...
We can't come again, don't you have a sister-in-law? Why don't you have children yet?
Alas, girl, you don’t know, your sister-in-law is sexually cold. Every time I have sex with her, it’s like a zombie, but it’s like you, like a furnace... As my uncle talked, he put his hand into the shorts that my mother had just put on.
Hehe, this is also a retribution. Brother, no wonder people say that my sister-in-law is a cold beauty. When I saw my mother enjoying so much in his arms, I felt a violent force in my body that would ravage my soul, bite youth, dreams, love, and smash all kinds of expensive things into pieces.
I really want to rush in and kill them completely, but I know I can't!
Soon, we will sink into the cold darkness, farewell, our summer is too short! I have heard the sound of sad collisions falling to the ground, and the loud wood fell on the stone slab of the courtyard. I remembered the first paragraph of Baudelaire's poem "Autumn Song"
Confusion and anger are like boiling mud, and my helpless eyes are about to close my throat. I explore the sky like helpless eyes. This kind of miserable green years, I don’t know where I want to go, every step is at a loss, I want to open the exit
Because God has given me a gift of spell, asking me to use myself as a furnace to temper my sharpness in the blazing flames
However, after forging, my world has become a ruined world, and my soul and thoughts are heavily shackled and handcuffed. Even if it is full of gold, it will be a lifetime of drift.
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