Viva brings the rural customs from the quiet backcountry to the noisy city, and she uses her body to exchange for upwards again and again. The ladder. Slowly rotted in the world, sixteen years old, but no longer has her own flesh, it was in 1936, the world was still sleeping in the lies woven by Hitler, she was already in Buenos Aires. The street is coquettish to the passers-by, spitting out the fleeting smoke.
Her beauty is self-evident, she is also willing to show that innate temperament to anyone in power, she betrayed herself and won the sky She calls the men around her a tool, but she is also a person, a living woman. She stabilizes the relationship around her and becomes a tired young girl who thrives in the entertainment industry.
She is by her side Under the gaze of a man's ambiguous eyes, he gently walked towards Bellon. This was her last choice, and it also fulfilled her lifelong dream. She won people's false flattery and empty brand-name clothes; the bottom of the corridor also sounded. In order to slander, ridicule and cast aside her wantonly, they chose not to take her seriously. She smiled silently with tears in her eyes.
Mr. Zhuo has been in North America for many years, and the hardships of childhood made him a part of his performances. It often reveals the sorrow of wandering. Maybe he has been wandering from England to America, and then from America to Switzerland. Every place is just a stop for him, resting and walking again. Or, life has no end. Dictator It brought him too much pressure from the outside world. He didn't want him, but he had the crystal ball of the prophet. Not only did he see through the wolf's ambition, but he also knew the peace of tomorrow.
They are all entertainers, running for a living, under the same blue sky , looking at different scenery.
Life is like Chopin's impromptu music, sometimes high; sometimes low, fast like running water; slow like stars, rushing into the night.
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