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Next generation

909866@newsletter.paragraph.com (AB) — Thu, 29 Sep 2022 03:55:34 GMT

Next generation Bai Rubai is destroyed inexplicably What I got is not that As white as sugar, it was thrown into the world by mistake Death in consumption But when love suddenly turns sour It's dirty Don't mention it Silent Smiling Rose The return gift with a stab only trusts defense How cold but still beautiful What you can't get is always precious How to avoid scheming at a disadvantage Reveal awe and test your laws Even if the nightmare is still beautiful Be reconciled to your nobility A suspicious funeral with a bunch of roses Past events are invalid when love has passed away Next generation How cold but still beautiful What you can't get is always precious How to avoid scheming at a disadvantage Reveal awe and test the laws of love Even if the nightmare is still beautiful

Matchless

909866@newsletter.paragraph.com (AB) — Thu, 22 Sep 2022 03:22:49 GMT

The moss has turned the wooden house green Meng Zongzhu in the Deep Road There is fog on the riprap This kind of seclusion is called Jianghu Arrows flying in the sky The sunrise was hidden on the city wall Who is crying Chong you understand you understand you hurry Draw as many bows as you can with brute force Listen to me. I can't surpass the temple clock in martial arts The calm wind of meditation is like a water pine My destiny is unique In the frenzy of victory, I spoke with sadness I camped all the way The bronze blade is not easy to attach importance to ordinary people My destiny is unique After the city was broken, I smiled and never wanted to fight I wait for the alien to look at the sky Sworn Blood as an Alliance, I Am Loyal to Fire as a Dragon Incomplete old teapot Dust on horses' hooves a few miles away The city with rising smoke This kind of world is called troubled times That history is blurred The rust on the knife is clearly unearthed I'm crying Fuck you! Fuck you You go on, I knock wooden fish Begin to meditate on this battle I want to fight cold-blooded You need the courage to leave with your sword I cut iron like mud You go, you go You continue to defy me The flute in the distance plays the news of your defeat Keep a murderous mood to win

I'm busy

909866@newsletter.paragraph.com (AB) — Thu, 08 Sep 2022 09:28:38 GMT

My little sister is playing harmonica. She looks beautiful in the sunset I wrote a diary with bullets and introduced the scenery Next, let me introduce myself

Although I am a cowboy, I only order milk in the bar Why not drink beer? Because beer hurts your body Many people don't have eyes and are arrogant. They rely on weapons You shrink into ants with your bare hands

Don't bother. Don't bother No trouble, no trouble, no trouble I'm in a hurry Every day, the audience is tired and the hero is tired Don't bother. Don't bother The chorus is not long. How many of you can join us Justice calls me, beauty needs me Cowboys are very busy

secret

909866@newsletter.paragraph.com (AB) — Fri, 02 Sep 2022 07:28:48 GMT

You use your fingertips to stop me from saying goodbye. Imagine you around me. Before you lose it completely, you say that you will go further if you gradually put down your love. Maybe the fate of fate only allows us to meet. Only after the autumn of this season of our love falls, can we find this happy fragment

secret