Half the city is full of smoke and sand, and a cup of green tea is Sang Ma.

Half of the city is covered with smoke and sand, and a cup of green tea will make Sang Ma

If the taste of life is reversed, it will be a little tired. However, throughout our life, we are just looking for the one you can meet unexpectedly in the smoke and sand of half a city, and quietly embracing it. The world of mortals is empty like a dream, and the prosperity is gone, you know.

I'm willing to fight for you, if you also shed tears for me. Men are full of ambition and sorrow, and they are brave enough to go to their hearts and smoke in the wind, just for your gentleness. In the clear autumn of my life, love and hate are long, and the spring breeze helps the willows and covers a curtain of dreams. When I miss you, I am also beautiful without words.

The tears of a hero are tender and tender, and a dream comes back to Ma Pingchuan. The company of the world of mortals, born ordinary, charming, talking and laughing without wind, does not ask whether something is true. If there is reincarnation in heaven, how many times will this world be? Why not leave regrets to break the dream?

up and down for five thousand years, water flowed eastward; The sun, the moon and the stars, the Beidou Gankun, the needle on the seabed is hard to level, and the earth is full of all creatures. People were born, lonely for a hundred years, and they were young for several years. They died outside the city, either lighter than a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai. If you are still here, please hide in my deep love!

In the earthly world, if you bury a secret passion, you will always be paranoid and wild under the agility of a moment, and you will be puzzled. A cup of green tea will talk to Sang Ma, and the heartbeat will never move, and half the city will be full of unavoidable destruction ...

No one knows that the world is ruthless and must be happy. There are several lives in an empty valley, and there are countless tears.

bodhi is everywhere.