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Piaoyun wiped away her tears and straightened her back She expressed her indignation and injustice in the most childish helpless humble and intense way The next morning she knelt at the gate of the procuratorate kneeling in the merciless snow holding a cardboard "protesting the abuse of violence by law enforcers" She did not believe that there was no justice no mercy no justice in the Polymer Materials world Even if they are prisoners they should be treated reasonably She wants everyone to know that those seemingly righteous law enforcers are a bunch of sanctimonious scum They are crazy they act recklessly and they defile the sacred rights granted to them by the sacred law with shameless violence This kneeling is a day but no one is interested in it After all she was young and she handed she had nothing she was poor she had nothing her only wealth was herself Everything is so logical Sui Yang's love is impulsive and sharp like fragments in a kaleidoscope some sharp some small some as crisp and melodious as Zhu Yu and some as tense and gorgeous as silk thread The floating clouds are like walking through a garden covered with thorns with great trepidation Sometimes they are blinded by the flowers sometimes they are hurt by the awn and sometimes they soak their ideals and hearts into bitter water Every time lying under Sui Yang bearing his impulsive or gentle passion gently touching his face Piaoyun always thinks lightly that this man loves her and love can explain everything Chemicals Suppliers So it's not a sellout it's not a deal No one is sorry for her and she doesn't have to feel wronged She did not regard herself as a woman of great sacrifice so naturally she did not have to pity herself It was mean to pity herself and she didn't want to be mean The moodiness of life is often so shameless that people can not escape since they can not escape it is only one by one on their shoulders Throwing knife-like changes and human nature the knife is precise and the throat is sealed with blood Piaoyun said to herself that even if there was hell in front of her she would blossom a beautiful lotus flower on the broken wound Only in this way can she convince herself not to be pessimistic not to despair life has not forgotten you the world has not abandoned you You it's still you Besides you have a cold city Cold city Long Tianyou Remembering the omnipotent and cruel man Piaoyun curled up in the corner of the bed like a wounded animal suffering from a dull pain in his body and mind She wrapped her thin arms around herself and saw a wounded soul hiding in the corner of the room weeping alone Cold city we are pitiful lips and teeth depend on each other to know and cherish each other is it so unforgivable heinous You know everything about me how much I'm broken how much I'm dead How much exhaustion how much lost how much feeling is not sincere how many bodies do not have their own how many can not say and outsiders sigh if not you who can I say to listen Paints and Coatings to Piaoyun holds the mobile phone and looks at it as if he saw the beautiful and melancholy eyes She has always believed that when they look at the golden sunshine the sadness of the world has already leaped thousands of miles Looking back suddenly he was still in the autumn afternoon filled with the fragrance of leaves waiting for the beautiful encounter that belonged to them Cold city we live through hardships because we expect to love and be loved We watch each other bear each other comfort each other and cherish each other This shocking love is not our shame but our fate Chapter 17 As long as you know how to cherish the present you are still beautiful The day finally dawned opened the water-blue curtain looked up and saw the fresh and lovely sunshine like a huge goose feather warm and hairy on the face It's another beautiful day Piaoyun opened the window and smelled the cool morning breeze and dew The weather-beaten old locust tree outside the window bent its old branches and its huge leaves had changed from green to turmeric There was a breeze blowing through the treetops and the fallen leaves were floating down and its posture toward the earth was so quiet and peaceful as if the warriors who had fought for many years had finally returned home and returned to silence The world is impermanent but there is love in the world of mortals and all living beings have feelings Looking up at the vast sky the sky is full of clouds the universe is clear and the time is just right This world is so great and magnificent compared with it life is only a few decades how small small dust However we can still be like a stubborn plant strong and rich living so that full of life in the dust to blossom globalchemmall.com