When I saw the introduction for the first time, I thought that a previous film by Hugh was about a story between a man who relied on a nursery rhyme royalty and a little boy. Obviously, Hugh’s performance hardly changed the same story. The routine is just to turn a child into a woman and add a little love seasoning. It is like instant noodles, but it is divided into braised beef noodles and sea and land fresh fusion. It is only good because the instant noodles are indeed very fragrant, especially when you are hungry. The unpopular film has philosophical reason and depth than him. I watch it dozens of times, but I still can’t understand it. At least I am like this. Maybe I am destined to be a layman, but I want to watch such an instant noodle film when my mood is already gloomy and dripping. It's also very relaxed and comfortable, just like that waterbed throws myself up without having to find a posture by myself, letting that soft swing please you Please change a movie review. Most of this little thing is written in the author’s own mood. If you see this, please change the channel automatically. OK~ I decided to watch it? Then I started to talk and remember that this time last year might be later. The night before I went to Xiamen, he played the piano in the sheep's dormitory. I sang. The midnight wind passed through these scenes silently. At that moment, I was a little confused. The sheep leaned on the glass door and slapped a string of lazy notes on the keys. I asked him if I would always be your sister, okay, he didn’t turn back and said, okay. At that time, he was influenced by the novel. I thought he should rub my hair and say something stupid. Now I think it’s naive to hold the pillow of Superman. Sitting so dazedly while watching him playing the piano in the moonlight is like a large group of water plants on the dangling seabed passing through those passionate leaves, you can only see his vague back. This kid is a part of my life. Watching Music and Lyrics At that time, I was also holding a salted egg and nesting on the bed wearing my broken black-framed glasses. The sun came in from the window, and it was on the small petals of the daisy I bought yesterday. It also had the rain from last night standing quietly in the glass bottle. It just happened that they were discussing those words in the room and gradually lighted up outside the window. The foreign country was grey and blue with a little rosy sky. Sophie pressed her rhyme to eat bread. He laughed at me always writing bitter love songs. I laughed at him forever at the bottleneck and never wrote it completely. That feeling is really...It’s so happy and it’s a cool morning. The sheep and I were delirious and rode out of McDonald’s back to school. I staggered all the way. I was holding his waist in horror in the back seat and he was sleepy. At that time, there was a strange feeling that if you really died with him on this road, you should be very happy.. But after all, the one who went to school and waited for the sheep was a whole day of 3 subjects exams. Back to the dormitory to take a bath. I can still hear Yanzi faintly singing in white yarn as a bride... I don’t know what happened to the two of them afterwards. Maybe it will not be a story of the prince and princess for a lifetime. It’s a matter of ancient times, especially. In the West now, but according to the habits of my good old people, it’s still bless.
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