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心境描写 A state of mind about It is like autumn hong to have faith, things like the spring dream without mark, a song and song rain to tears, not better where to meet again The end of the river is silent, and the sword of the broken arm is slow. The crown diverges the hero bone, the smile is proud of life and death. The sword of the earth, like a firm step, will never move again. 3. A clenched fist is not willing to let go, drop tears flying with the wind, swear they were filled with jealousy and unwilling, stepped over countless bones, of Kings, is a ruthless slippery slope, and finally end, is their sinking blood river 4. The last spare capacity, sent out finally able to save the people, the cross swords with hand, colours depending on the enemy, a suit haoqi, such as the light smoke, like Lin however macrobrachia giant alone, family tall figure, but how long, how sad Years of hard work, the interweaving of an enmity and a grudge, now draws the sword, less than the words of everything, under one sword, silent howling. No language, but a more chaotic mind. A man who is slow to cook is on a road called no. Every step of the step is pain. 7. Specific yesterday, life is over, return to the heavens and the earth body, only leave a difficult to solve the mystery of mind, save as left dust mask, falling in the minds of men always dont understand the words 8. I dont know how far away, I do not know repeated several times, to repay the last hope in this life, at the moment without any content, but the endless void, as will dawn wind lifted, feeling, and painless. BingXian 9. The wind speed in the wilderness, never tight cu brow, revealing for the first time in the heart of anxiously, feeling cold gradually, and in the sight of flying moth of ice, a death in the warning message! The vague sense of consciousness, the smell of weakness, the open eyes of the cold moon, the sight of the flying ice moths, she knew she was running out of time. The door of the dust and the dust of th