Chapter 547 (1/2)

In my world, I am the only one left.

So I'm sorry to the old abbot of Fuyun temple.

With me, without me. With him and without him, I think that if I am the only one, then I am not myself.

I want to forget. Never forget.

Yes, I was so busy that I forgot to think about it. I don't know what my world is like. It is estimated that there will be no more of them.

It seems that several Wutong trees planted in the yard are higher and thicker than the jujube trees that have been planted for four or five years.

When transplanting. When I saw it, I remembered that twelve brothers had mentioned it that day.

Yes, of course. Yin Yijie opened his mouth. How could uncle Tao not run so fast? But I'm too busy to care.

There seems to be a wisp of laurel behind the swing frame, and I finally remember this problem; But I soon forgot.

Today. I'm going to town. Look at a few hotels.

Today... Christmas Eve? I didn't forget the time. But forget the relationship between time and romance, or forget that I was thinking of going to school or seeing my mother.

Christmas Eve. It's a good day, I think; Because. It's snowing.

Thousands of birds are flying away, thousands of people are disappearing... The scenery of northern China is frozen for thousands of miles. Thousands of miles of snow.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can see nothing but the boundless and boundless river.

The mountain dances Silver Snake, originally gallops the wax elephant, wants to compare with the God to try high.

On a sunny day, it is particularly enchanting to see red and plain clothes.

It seems that what I wrote is not the scene here. It's impossible for the old town to be destroyed by thousands of people.

My orchard is really hot, for three months in a row, and every month is better than every month; Last month, including the sales of other foods, exceeded 100 million yuan, which everyone thought was a miracle! The situation is still going on, and the company is running at full capacity.

It is estimated that everyone is tired. I wish I could not sell it for a good rest.

But seeing the payment and bonus, I was very happy.

It's impossible for us to be frozen for thousands of miles. It's very clear that the boss doesn't say that it's ”the scenery of the north”. I'm not here.

The ordinary snow is a little lighter and melts when it falls; Occasionally, it snows a little bit and accumulates a layer, but it doesn't reach the freezing degree of thousands of miles.

Maybe there is something wrong with my artistic conception and I can't feel the vigorous atmosphere of others.