When we have no experience, we have been reincarnated in "Journey to the West" for five hundred years. The happiness at that time now seems to be a luxury. I don't know if you have married yourself on the seven-colored clouds twenty years later. The ideal person, or the cultivation of the right fruit, benefit all sentient beings. Still turned into a dog and started laughing to himself. It's hard to recall, maybe this is a tragedy, how many people and things have been crushed by life so irrefutably, maybe you become self-critical or sophisticated in the process, but there are times when you find that life is like The second master is also riddled with holes, and he exists and moves forward as a matter of course. Some dreams, regardless of motive and outcome, are too dream-like. When I found out that I was in a dream, I was too presumptuous, laughing, like scratching an itch, but I couldn't catch the point. I want to be an unparalleled hero and eat up a large piece of the sky, but I am limited in the golden hoop by the simplest word game. Confused about love, accepting fate's arrangement and ridicule, confused and beautiful, and beautiful out of control. The splendid and ethereal but sharp reality between the smoke and the aurora should be faced with a slightly arrogant self-mockery and a slightly impatient pessimism. Maybe this subtle moment is in line with some people who are reluctant to mention it. The ultimate proposition. "Journey to the West" has given our generation a way to deal with some memories that cannot be explained and faced. It can be a wry smile or self-deprecating, but in the end, no explanation is needed. Avoiding the shackles of morality and ethics from beginning to end seems to be the best confession for these. A thorough emotion has finally become the ending of a dog. The starting point of selfishness and the inevitable fate are undoubtedly the best interpretation of nonsensical life. We would like to thank Dahua Westward Journey, a heroic dream intertwined with the thrill of self-imposed exile, the cruel nature of life is revealed in a low-key manner, let you laugh and scold, he is there quietly, becoming a strange footnote in the sunset . Zhou Xingchi's handling of each point is just right, but there is no trace of explanation or justification. After accepting it dignifiedly and calmly, the deep understanding makes the creator feel ashamed. The back of the city embracing at the end of the chapter seems to be in the end times Seeking eternity in an instant, neither Buddha nor God can give an answer. Why do you need nonsense? I think it is probably because of fate, the reality of fate is anti-poetic, and people need a placebo, even if it is a confession or death, what kind of undercurrent is surging under great wisdom, and whether it is a nonsense in itself. The most touching thing is that like "The King of Comedy", Zhou Xingchi gave everyone a good ending at the end. Everyone's explanation, Zixia and Bai Jingjing's different destinations seem to imply something, we gradually realized that those hilarious The thing is so reasonable, the nonsensical final anti-customer-oriented, began to make us ponder. Maybe you should keep your mouth shut like Monk Tang and go all the way west. 784 times, I must owe you a lot of money.
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