In the lonely years struggle, because we all understand that, once to let go, it is forever devour his dark, no end, without critical, it has no way home, because it is home.
All the dark moments, light and fuzzy line of sight, little by little, passing on lost time.
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Three,
Between imperial power lie, intrigue is most can hone man patience place.
Is also the most dampen the human nature of place.
I still pursue lonely freedom.
Buddha once said, the heart does not move, is all things still, heart constant, the more the things do not change.
Through all the blinding and loss busy dote on three thousand but a dream red candle of tears from all the everlasting king hope water high mountain fly ash in a swing between the QuLong dissipate in run out, only the lonely lonely passage of the world of mortals.
Able to live in such a time, is extremely fortunate, how sad.
A smile, chi chi people crazy, crazy madman who know who in the struggle, who's helpless.
Even if the world stood in the best position, still can't see the future of the fault, hazy cold now.
But life insipid peace conscience.
After the rain in nearby, long laugh.
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Four,
Candle into ruin. From the heart
The swaying is touching and shadow.
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