Quiet

The peaceful kingdom was broken because of abundant people, abundant materials and greed. The scale of exploitation began from Nuwa to supplement the heaven for the people, Shennong to plant grains for the people, to Adam, the ancestor, to touch the ring and reproduce, noah’s Ark saved the people. The whole kingdom was quiet inside, fighting against natural disasters. And this kind of tranquility would soon be broken. At that time, the sky was open, the sacred glory is projected, and people are happy. Quiet Kingdom, who else will come? It’s him, it’s the devil, the devil comes, the Devil points to all the kingdoms and says to the Holy, follow me, all the creatures will rule for you, and the ministers will be destroyed; Xia Jie comes, take people as riding, shoot people for fun, pour wine to the forest, and abuse loyalty and goodness; Dirty blood spills all the way, and Bi Gan’s heart falls on the ground. Who else’s flesh and blood turns into black smoke, twisted and rising, overwhelming, people are not happy. The tranquil kingdom just woke up in the refreshing morning, and heard the crisp birdsong from the green shade outside. But by accident, the old ashes on the table had been washed by clean water, surrounded by green shade, the blue mist was filled, and the Earth was quiet. No matter how rivers and blood flow, they were all slow and silent. Peace was broken in this way, burnt by the fire of monsters, demons, demons, demons, monsters, monsters, ghosts, snakes and gods. The temperature of degree was also the temperature of Tudu. The silk was burning with gradually warm breath and quiet blood, the tranquil water is going to boil. What is burning is not firewood, but my blood and youth, the flesh, bones and the life of prime age. The cannon of King Zhou of Shang, the stink and smoke of human flesh; Joan of Arc kidnapped on the long ladder, the dripping oil and smoke of God’s flesh; The Tigris River in the Euphrates River only remembered cheese and sesame oil, now there are thick smoke columns everywhere, no, no, not imitating someone’s light columns; Oh my God, a magical light column appears in dreams, in dizziness, and not far away; hell and Heaven. I know this, and I write this, so peace comes back gradually. Satan is like the hot air in the water, drifting away sadly; The speed of my blood slows down; The false fire gradually goes out, yi Tai came back, Shennong came back, Jesus came back. The Earth is quiet and the sky is boundless and clear. Peaceful kingdom, I am here. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…