Bob Dylan ducked his voice and was hard to hear occasionally playing. I have a orchard of stars, the Beatles, Suxie and the Banshees, Nirvana, Goatskin, Queen, Rolling Stones, Green Sun, Radio, Petty

Bob Dylan ducked his voice and was hard to hear occasionally playing. I have an orchard of stars, the Beatles, Suxie and the Banshee, Nirvana, Goatskin, Queen, Rolling Stones, Green Sun, Radio, Petty Smith, Keyin, Chuck Berry, Marlene Famo and other shining spirits, intermittently appeared, followed by upright, short rest, correct attitude, Chen Yinke, Ji Xianlin, Liang Shuming, Fu Lei, Lao She, Zhu Shenghao, Zhu Guangqian, Qian Zhongshu and other black and white photos, most of them did not smile, and Shock Hong had dropped bombs.

Recently I picked up a map of the stars and opened it to listen to it, a man who made music, called Paury Molière. Recently, when I opened it, Gabrielle Vincent, who drew a picture book, her cartoon characters do not do peripherals, so that mothers have to line up to spend money again. Time flies, and I will soon forget Gabrielle Vincent's name. Just as intimate as she is a dark, slightly fat, sweets-loving woman, Agatha Christie, fearing that she may die in World War II, locks the ending of the detective novel in the safe in advance.

The consequence of them for me is that it is wrong to give understanding before right and wrong. The two carriages of morality and conscience, whipping choices and actions, tell the truth about the end. The frog that fell in the jar of honey was too sweet to be unwanted, and Winnie the Pooh smiled innocently and reached out to eat the frog. Playing the piano to the cow, the cow shed tears, the frog did not. People would rather eat chocolate that lies more than.