"I don’t know. His mind can’t guess."
"Why don’t we have a word to ask?"
"Don’t want to fight"
"guess"
"Don’t guess"
"Aren’t you afraid that he will disappear as soon as you turn around?"
"Not afraid, it’s in my heart."
"Hey"
"Hey, hey."
"Ha ha, don’t itch."
The big devil and the little angel are fighting together again.
Chapter two hundred and seventy go to dali
Where are you going?
Go to dali, of course.
You can’t keep your hands on the years, and your feet can’t walk all over the world. There is always a place that will make you suffocate and make you stop for a few more days.
At night, the open-air observation deck of Erhai Lake Inn suluo blew a breeze and the night view of Erhai Lake was picturesque. He smiled and put down his mobile phone.
I have become the most beautiful lover in the world. Aha!
Of course, the network is not only applauded, but also applauded, and it is natural that there is black.
The biggest noise is the sentence "I am the king in the snowy area when I live in Potala Palace"
You can talk nonsense when you write a poem when you jump out of the Buddhist Council and accuse suluo of disrespecting the holy land Lhasa.
Then I was spat at by suluo fans and played literary inquisition. There is a bottom line if I want to rub the heat.
Besides, go to your uncle Wang Xueyu, who wants my sister to be my most beautiful lover quietly? That’s enough.
With all the noise, the internet will not be peaceful for a moment.
It’s a smile. Actually, it’s quite right to scold the heat. It’s impossible for a real Taoist monk to care about these things
At the end of the Diamond Sutra, it has long been said that all dharma is like a dream, bubble is like dew, and so it should be viewed. This is simply the highest theorem in the Buddhist world.
what’s the meaning
Simply put, all dharma is a dream bubble for Buddha, which is equivalent to not being there, and all phases are illusory.
Don’t say that suluo is the king of the snowy area. A bubble of urine doused the sun and blew up the whole galaxy. That can’t lift a ripple in the Buddha’s heart. In this case, what can you say except to prove that you haven’t repaired enough?
However, it will affect the pleasant mood not to have sex with these pseudo-monks.
How nice it feels to sit in a rattan chair and watch Erhai Lake Moon come back to the mouth with its unique "romantic" brand beer.
Dali has four beautiful scenery: wind, flowers, Cangshan snow and Erhai moon.
Suluo likes the wind and Erhai Moon best.
Walking in the street, the wind tore at the skirt and blew away the fatigue and scattered dust, which made people feel relaxed and relaxed.
At this time, there will be an extraordinary feeling of returning to nature and returning to nature, which will be felt at the moment when the breeze stands.
The moon in Erhai Lake is said to be a princess in the Heavenly Palace, so as to bless the fishermen in Erhai Lake to sink their precious mirrors into the bottom of the sea and bless the generations here.
From then on, the mirror turned into a golden moon shining on the bottom of the sea. One moon was white in the sky and the other was golden in the water. This is the wonder of Erhai Moon.
The innkeeper said that if you were late, the residents here would float in Erhai Lake by boat and watch the moon at that time, and that would be the most beautiful scene.
Su Luo smiled. It’s late, too. It’s off-season, or I’m afraid I can’t live in such a good sea view room.
The innkeeper is an intellectual and mature woman who is elegant and pleasing to the eye at first sight.
Self-mockery is a young literary woman who is too old to marry. You must not see that she is actually a postdoctoral fellow. suluo is very kind to call her Dr. Sister.
Dr. Sister is also curious about suluo, but she is not as excited as others when she sees suluo. She is as elegant as an autumn chrysanthemum.
In this way, suluo may have cleverly hidden it
"Why don’t you go to the bar? There are many folk singers singing there."
The doctor’s sister is here again. It’s already a fixed process in these days. suluo will cycle around Erhai Lake early and stay quietly on the open platform at night to see the sea view and the moon. Other lively places are not interested.
And the doctor’s sister will come and talk to him about life. It’s always interesting, but no matter what you talk to suluo, it seems that he has the wind in the end, which makes the doctor’s sister want to pull back a city.
"Hey, Dr. Sister, good evening. The inn is not busy." suluo greeted with a smile.
"In the off-season, besides, Dali has always been a place where tourists pass by. Most of them stay for a day and a half and go to Lijiang to find an affair. Now the peach business has gone to Lijiang. Maybe you are the one I have lived here for the longest time this year."
"It’s not so serious, isn’t it? The folk singer who comes to see you every day, I guess, has lived here for half a year. Gee, it’s said that sincerity is the stone. When did you feel like a stone, my brother? I was anxious to see it."
"Smelly poor have cigarettes? Are you black Lanzhou?" Dr. Sister decided not to take this crop.
The doctor’s sister is the doctor’s sister’s smoking style, elegant and beautiful. At first glance, she will think of Maggie Cheung’s smoking posture, and she will think of the old sea woman’s smoking style. Red lips and cigarettes are very tempting.
"I really like folk songs, which are whispered, confused and magnetically sung, telling stories, lingering, telling good and evil, and telling the desire for freedom.
Those stories are far and near, unfamiliar and familiar, and the notes jump like color changes, sometimes joyful, sometimes sad, sometimes sunny, sometimes lonely, sometimes vicissitudes, sometimes resistant, sometimes quiet and addictive, "said Dr. Sister, spitting a cigarette.
"I don’t like it now"
"It’s not that I talked to a good sister about folk songs before. She said she didn’t like folk songs because they sounded poor. Singing love in folk songs made people feel that they couldn’t even afford to have sex, and there wouldn’t be a tone that was too poor."
Dr Sister vomitted an one mouthful smoke again and then said
"I satirize that her wandering worries sound poor to you; It sounds poor to you because you feel that your youth has passed away; It’s hard to be depressed because it sounds poor to you; Because loved one turned out to be poor to you.
In addition to hearing poverty, you heard a few minutes of yearning and reluctance, not folk songs, but you heard poverty. "
"Well, the doctor’s sister is the doctor’s sister. It’s wonderful." suluo clapped his hands.
Dr Sister played a cigarette and took a white look at suluo.
"In fact, she is right that there are too many pseudo-folk singers now. These people are all literary and artistic, and literature and art have experienced vicissitudes.
Carrying a guitar, deliberately wearing ripped jeans and long hair, singing that dreams can’t be realized. Girls who sleep and want to sleep feel like folk singers.