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Love love love to go to the ancient novel this is now the reality of the network, to kill to kill the former immediate concern to the network after the novel is now often sets. And I just want to stay away from them, away from the hubbub of these tedious, we found hidden in the text behind the lonely. I am lonely, lonely all. Our most primitive heartbeat.
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(A) Stormwind on all four sides with a pier built on hard rock, the overall structure of semicircular sweep all the water come in, just like the west coast out of a huge arms. Ground support from the artillery on shore arranged in neat, black gold black barrel to create a strong reflection of light, straight toward the Gulf side, Wei Yan Xiongwei, they are human beings stationed silent this last bastion of the guardians. Although there has been a long time without war, these guns have also become a tour for visitors are painting the background. Wrynn family wall hanging printed with the flag badge, the sea breeze blowing, we sailed stretch to point to the distance that a mixed Gothic buildings standing. Sunset inclined, in the dim light exposure on top of the black steeple bell, a group of pigeons flying from the north-ming of the post and landed on the square in front of the church. The fountain statue that seems to have some little drunk the. Singing hymns of the church came the sound. Stormwind’s people who feel very proud. Have been out of the house, together singing together, singing filled the city sky, even the beasts of the forest Alvin Zhang Hao are also up. At this moment, it seems that the whole of Azeroth are the baptism of the Holy Light. Long white stone path leading to the depths of the city.
Standing on the west pier overlooking the endless sea of deep blue water, from the sight of the sea bottom. Fish leaping in the air trying to flap with the body, making farewell gesture, shocked disappeared in the water between, leaving only a circle of ripples caused by condensate. Exposed side of the island beach, like a spear piercing the blue sky above the turf have been hot it tilt, slightly tired. In the optimistic eyes of local people, the sea buried countless new stuff every day they were squeaky boat paddled out to sea, brought back the colorful shells, fish jump, and then a landing on an empty been looting. Some people put a refined black dress, buttons sewn with gold thread, and enjoying every meal time, rowing boat on the canal selling these sporadic small thing, attracting many young men and women crowd. To the hottest season, or a circus settled in the city, the city right again bustling. Section playing artist flame of fire, fell into the wine section of the river walk tippler dwarf, a fortune-teller Tarot games are so far from the war this city vibrant.
And I always panic, this downtown, this cozy and comfortable life. And this sight at the end of the endless sea.
(A) (A) That day I stood outside the tomb next to the storm, bending down two beams of calla lily, his father’s tombstone epitaph engraved: Deathisjustapartoflife, somethingwe’realldestinedtodo. I picked up from the gravestone of the familiar lily necklace, clutching at hands, said: The farthest distance in the world
I can not say that I think you
But love one another
But he can not with
… … … …
The farthest distance in the world
Is the distance between fish and birds
A day
But a deep sea
1
From the way I set foot on the road, but think of the forest cat Princess Lodge. Do not know no one to patronize it. Princess Dongni often said: Alternating seasons, smell the spring flowers too, the sun over the summer sun, cool drink of spring water over the fall, winter travels flying snow, quiet and natural. Cats always with her, even if alone, it is always busy.
The doors squeak open in the morning to see they are still asleep. Tired of the cat yawned, fired into the sunlight from the window, in the wood lattice pieces left on the floor spot. Do not have the heart to disturb this quiet, I quietly withdraw. Hear the noise of the waterfall, at this moment has become quiet and serene. Thick ivy behind the house, wanton climbing on the wall, like Anne of Green Gables backyard. She remembered that a few years ago took me to the valley, the mountain from out of a hidden Mirror Lake trail up, she called the little waterfall Thunder Falls, around a few bends, you can climb to the top. I can look at the top overlooking the west to the distant wilderness, see Courson old masters, as well as a bright beacon at night. Presumably one has yet been to it.
I suddenly felt sad. She said she always wanted to see the Wild West of the Moon, her grandfather told her that it is the world’s most beautiful scenery, but she could not bear to leave cats to leave. I understand that any beautiful language in front of her desire for travel, will be eclipsed. That the Western wilderness long-cherished wish of the moon … … be it, but maybe I can no longer satisfy her. Catherine had not completed the exhortations.
Turned to leave. Want to give a lift to Goldshire to see old friends, because heavy rain, I had to speed up the pace. Be careful not to slip several times. Under Irwin’s rain did not give up sensibilities. If Catherine, she pulled me excited to run. I feel very mortal, my body the most important part of the support is completely detached.
To Goldshire, Doohan just not, I heard the first years mined Fargo dog’s head and spread, and he went there two weeks ago, and it has not come back. Grocer who, long since left, and I do not know, gone. So I am proud lion of a glass of wine jungle, which I have often drink, taste or so fresh, as if her eyes.
(A) The rain stopped, I continued on our way, I think of my walked, cat princess will wake up sad. Rain in Elwynn Forest was very clean, under a tree, pick a flower rather God, caught in the book, I do not know the future but also can come back. Stormwind heard distant church bell, it is always able to spread throughout the forest. Where previously there is a bell ringer, 名叫加西莫 more, he fell in love with a traitor accused of Scourge woman - Ace Ventura U.S. Lada. Good to hear the name. Scourge invasion in the year, Duke’s guards hanged her in the church square, it died after Quasimodo has mysteriously disappeared. Years later, when people go to clean up the tomb, he saw the bones of a woman lying next to the remains of a man who had turned into bones, the man holding her hand tightly. He must go there and died there. People want to separate the two of them, he fell downwards and turned it into dust.
In short, it was all a long time ago friends. After that a long time, no one to go ring the bell, after the return of the king was known, was re-selected the bell ringer.
Spring, when the West went to the fortress, has been almost noon, and looked back, dense forests, and finally mixed and pure joy of my early memories become blurred. I will remember this smell, the smell of this past, until I finish my trip, until I die.
2
West side of the guard spring Manson sent me over the river, people come and go here often wolves, seven have been sent to wipe out, I have helped busy. The guard saw his children, he called Jason, very nice little boy. I said.
Do not the guards, I move along the path, he insisted I should leave some dry food, even though Germany may not need. Filling the bags in the river cool spring, I went to the west.
Soon, it felt several times Wen Qiang Bi Aier the sun, which is the western wilderness of the sun, people being stabbed. Fields of wheat has been harvested to the time, at first glance, a golden, each one is so full. Defias gang robbery of the original four, but also constitute a threat several times. This is a Gurian wrote to tell me. She and his People’s Army were transferred to Northrend, where the restoration of the former calm. Visit the farm to an old friend of Jason, in honor of her chickens, and leave me overnight, I put off that there are other things in a hurry to leave.
I understand that my purpose is simply to travel, my life, my past, all washed clean. That’s all.
In the wheat fields to see a large group of children, they ran like crazy, shouting, is so comfortable. This is the time the children to school, I whisper. I saw a man, a handsome man, the hunter with a red cap. He also ran four, the children ran towards the cliff side to catch back. He ran this way, maybe he loves the job. There is no perfect world, the original work or a career, but only what you need, like, so.
He said: He swore loudly. I think not. I had know a friend, he, like me, eager to isolated life, his home built high walls around the house, hid herself inside. No one knew he was doing, people thought he was crazy. I can understand what he may think of it. He later died, I finally no chance to talk with him. Looked at the man they run farther before I leave.
Gurian is not, so I did not go to Sentinel Hill, wandering aimlessly with. Evening when the sun light and the yellow land melt together here, let me know what to do. Sitting on a hill, the breeze blowing from the bones have to make people feel a relaxed and joy. This is from the heart. People are returning to rural farmhouse. I suddenly remembered a few years ago Gurian sent the bottle of malt liquor, just tastes great, with the wheat harvest just lead. I think I made no life tasted such delicious wine … … … … or those days actually delicious, so the wine will be delicious, I know. Had intended to buy a bottle of drink, and eventually give way. I fear no taste then, it will extremely disappointed.
I take a nap on the hill for a while got up, bent a bunch of Magic King Grass. Distant smoke rising, and I take out the dry food Manson to me, to eat some. Before leaving, I saw a lot in that direction on Town mottled shadow, Yingyingchuochuo. I would like to have a look, after all this has changed so much, and I really tired. Years of leg, they are not accustomed to life immediately, not only by the double Shangqie crippled feet, to complete my trip.
That summer evening long period of time, but that is not seen the sun goes down, as lazy and undisciplined only rely on the horizon. To be honest, that way, and when I touched earlier drunk, I can not help but laugh.
(A) See in front of a pond, Gordon was originally a farmer, a few years ago it was still Defias site, he intends to dig ponds here, eliminating the need for the force to the beach. People will ridicule him, People’s Army, reminded him that this was very dangerous, he not agree. However, in a pond dug the first night he disappeared. Some people say that by the Defias threat, it was also said to be the People’s Army, pretending to scare him, in short, no one saw him. Later, this matter will become a joke, where people often hereditary, said: Went to the pond, that water has become less clear, surrounded by muddy. I found in the soil of many animal manure, it seems the animals are here to drink. I struggled to come out from the mud, squatting on the side gasping for breath.
I turned around and saw a thin man, not like the people here, already tall and dwarf almost the same. Only less bushy beard. He was joking at me, eyes looked puzzled. For me, these superficial ear, then the wind like this, like, do not blow into my heart.
I was silent.
I followed behind, rotting black mud eroding my feet, bursts of odor. It reminds me of the early days at the front. Scourge of the rancid odor that time filled the whole sky, many soldiers have had the plague, long time no appetite, become emaciated, and finally even the weapons are Nabuqilai. So many soldiers are dead. Dead, had become a puppet of natural disasters, there is no soul to wander, not fate, people hate. The soldiers are not afraid of them, the physical pain they had been indifferent, despite the ravages of nature and the enemy. … … That night, I heard some strange sounds, and when I dragged his exhausted body out of the off-balance, I …
3
I recovered and saw on the town, also has shrunk.
All become thriving, before those in the mountains to see the shadow of the original repair people in the house, these people seem very strange, mottled brick and shipped from Stranglethorn Vale brown oak rafters, the dim reflection of the sunset In my eyes, cast dark shadows, behind the long care, in this wilderness above, it is cramped. I really became a stranger. In these increasingly prosperous and beautiful into the sky, we have become a stranger.
Not a man, I walk alone into the town, tired of my body can no longer move a few steps, Find a place to rest. The villagers all looked at me with strange eyes, and some stared at me. Then rushing a long vicious man, I shouted: Went into, I saw being cooked with rice on the stove, fireplace, very busy in the fire, the wall hung a picture, the picture is Stranglethorn Vale rainforest, interior items placed my familiar. Small space, there are so few tall shadow, blocking the light, I turned to looked.
I am pleasantly surprised and tried to hug them, their body seems dirty. I am pleasant forget everything, to be honest, I feel like I have not seen them for a long time, and I have never been so happy. Let go when the front filled with vertigo.
I do not know what happened, recovered, I have sat at the table, I see I see some shadows, vague, so familiar, but can not remember, they will disappear the.
Some weakness in his eyes.
He sat down, I saw his sword, the above two capital letters I subconsciously touched his waist, to see a similar sword, there are two eye-catching That moment, I seem to understand what, suddenly stood up look.
Then I felt like I fell to the ground heavy, dark eyes, just smell the aroma of rice … … do not play loose.
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