1. I'm afraid of light and evil, and the mirror will reflect light and be afraid of evil, so I dare not face the mirror. For specific precautions and methods, you can search for an article "Only honest people can be honest, and you will take care of me with your precious baby"
Don't point your head at the main entrance, because the main entrance is where the god of wealth or the door god is in charge, and you have no right to ask.
Be sure to put its mouth at the door when you put it. If there is no place to put it, you can put it outside the window, but only if the window can't face the toilet.
As the ninth son of the dragon, you can't live without water, so always offer a glass of water in front of you, but be careful that the cup can't be higher than your head.
5 if you are doing business, you can choose a big belly to make money; Specific precautions and methods can be seen.
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A player's dream, a drunken beauty
A touch of clear autumn locks a heavy mood, and the noise of the past is full of mottled and gorgeous dreams. This life, just a player, drunk, dancing youth, playing an ordinary life in the world of mortals.
Heavy makeup faded, clothes drifted away, elegant notes, enchanting posture, the little players at that moment, singing and whispering, coming and going just to decorate other people's feelings, just to smear the tears of spectators.
Players dream all their lives, who pity the beauty of the whole city?
We are always used to watching other people's stories and shedding our own tears. Perhaps, people who go to the theatre are the easiest to be moved and shed tears. What they see is no longer a dull performance, but a sudden awakening of the soul and a quiet encounter with time, because there is a sealed past where they once met.
What is a player? What do you mean, fearless? A blue lamp and a bronze mirror, accompanied by an elegant woman sketched by a thrush, are exquisitely dressed and delicate, and are interpreting other people's dreams in the story. Maybe they were just born for the play, only for the play, and everything was an empty monologue, but they just sang and danced for survival and shed that simple tear for survival. Therefore, Dai Yongyong's taboo is doomed from now on. Actors are just a language with vague rhymes and vague meanings, just a sweet and fragrant culture. They just kept dressing up other people's dreams in their lonely world, but finally lost their original self.
Life is like a play. The colors of youth are colorful and dazzling. There are blue dreams, red passion, and slightly mysterious purple. We are like a player, waving a different kind of youth, quietly blooming the most ordinary side on the road and on the stage, without gorgeous lights and beautiful decorations. This time, we only performed for ourselves, only for the most beautiful performance.
After years of romance, time has passed, and I just want to be my own player once in my life.