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I fell into a sea, but I could spin freely like Ariel. I didn't want to struggle, so I kept falling. Yes, a sea, is it blue? If so, I would like to huddle, curl up into a small group of dark green algae, and look at the blue sky and the solitude of the sea. But I was like an alarmed jellyfish, and I was pleasantly surprised to see the dark green of the silk spread to the whole ocean, and it was sprinkled with smashed colors, floating on the sea. I am very happy and smelled a large piece of flowers. Along the asphalt road, I don't seem to know the direction, nor wandering like a ghost, because I am sure that this road leads to me. I moved mechanically and irritatedly saw the background from the bustling city, and it turned into a quiet village. The large hydrangea flowers are gracefully squatting on the green brocade, and they are smashed in groups. I climbed up a hill and couldn't remember what a small flower, even the color didn't remember, just remember that the flower was in my heart, hula la. Aurora applied magic, and a large piece of aurora shattered into a glittering star powder, which fell to the hair in the hair, and floated on the side of the road. There is a small hostel in the fairy tale that appears in the fairy tale. I am waiting for me. The lovely little chandelier shook the dim light, the rose vines climbed onto the red roof, the kind mother-in-law was wearing a big wool scarf, holding a baby breath, smiling like a starry sky, I can only breathe softly. I might be sitting in a wooden chair, quietly admiring the ancient openwork pattern and holding a cup of strong coffee. My mother-in-law gave me a big bouquet, and suddenly there was an illusion. Is it Sophie? Really delusional! I don't know when, the starry sky in my hand has already slipped. I wandered in the flowers, unprepared, a pool of water, the big clouds were shattered into pieces by the wind, falling on the lake, and never returning to the sky. It��s really clear here, I think. Somehow, disappointed, I struggled to figure out that I forgot to bring the camera (later, I realized that when I was thinking about it, time passed quietly by me, I had no time to be overwhelmed). It��s a pity that it��s such a beautiful scenery. Who can guarantee that, after a few years, will it be so clear and beautiful? So, I immediately turned around and desperately ran back. After passing through the small hostel, the small chandelier swayed. Suddenly, the pain of the heart was pierced by the thorns? When I looked down, I discovered that the shoes had disappeared Marlboro Cigarettes. I feel a little distressed, I want to cry, but I can't cry. Perhaps, a long time ago, the tears had dried up, at this time Marlboro Gold, it made such a cry and tears. I ran back insanely, forgot what I wanted to do, and even forgot. I forgot that once I ran to the exit, the hourglass would be reversed, and all the good things would be swallowed up and turned into the past. I can't cry, I saw the hydrangea, withered, and looked at me with blame... Suddenly, a huge power dream woke up, and it was over, and all the beautiful melody that couldn't be reached to the finish line could not be continued. The heart was pulled away, it turned out to be the case. What am I missing on the road? I often think, try to miss, will you dream?