Yesterday was the last day of September, and so much was going on in this world, and I knew very little, not even the storms of the rivers and mountains ten kilometers away from me.
It is said that the river and mountains were flooded, and the land where the subway entrance was to be built was flooded, and the subway entrance underwent a rain inspection in advance before the construction began.
It is estimated that the subway planning will have to start again, and the wait will be 30 years.
Further north is the Chaohe River, the ghost land that has been stirred up, also suffered from flooding, it is said that the egrets in the bay roared, and the Chaobai River also showed its hideousness.
And I was also in the dark.
It can be seen that I don't have to know everything, and grass people like me don't need to know everything.
At around nine o'clock last night, Douyin said that a woman in Xi'an posted false news about snow in Xi'an and was detained as soon as possible.
And the first snow under the ancient city last night when a woman with a pen shouted in the great beauty of Juguo, there was nothing wrong, and no one dared to hold him responsible.
It can be seen that this place in Juguo is full of indescribable magic.
I guess everyone either respects or fears Juguo, not only because of the profound cultural heritage, but also because of the pleasing cold weapons.
A piece of news that I don't know if it's true or false also happened yesterday, saying that a foreigner in Songjiang District, the magic capital, waved a butcher knife at innocent passers-by as soon as he got out of the car.
There are pictures and truths in the report, and the blood stains are unbearable, and what happened over there must be a follow-up.
If it's another rumor, then Matsue's hat uncles let it continue to confuse the public, which is either a routine or a dereliction of duty.
I would rather see the person who spread the news severely punished than believe that the country of Ju has regained the sight of the people of the whole country - a cold weapon, which has been stolen by those who deceive the world and steal its name.
Sister Yu, the second son of the Northeast who is neither male nor female, was slowly ripped off her bottoms, and a group of liars who fooled the audience with funny and fake took out a dagger and put it on the belly of the dummy who dared to touch the tiger's buttocks.
Those who have kung fu to pay attention to Sister Erjiazi Yu are not kind people, they eat dogs, and I don't even have the interest to watch them.
And then there's Netanyahu, the fact that the Houthis didn't hit the egg when they saw the missile at the airfield, which is a miracle and a mockery of sophisticated weapons.
Anecdotal rumors are divided as to whether Netanyahu is dead or dead has yet to be solved.
Whether it is dead or dead, it does not affect its glory as the number one fighter in the Middle East.
Peace has a medal, and the covenant is more beautiful.
For example, Brother Pingtou of the grassland, whoever sees it will give an affectionate kiss.
There is a man who is alive, and he is dead; Some people are dead, and he is still alive.
Some people ride on the heads of their subjects: "Oh, how great I am"; Some people bend down and serve their subjects as cattle and horses.
Some people carve their names into stone and want to be "immortal"; Some people are willing to be weeds, waiting for the fire to burn in the ground.
Some people, if they live, others cannot live; There are people who live for the better life of the majority.
He who rides on the head of his subjects, the subjects crush him; Whoever is a cow and a horse for his subjects, his subjects will always remember him!
He who carves his name into stone rots earlier than the corpse; As long as the spring breeze blows to the place, there are green weeds everywhere.
If he lives, others can't live, his fate can be seen; He lived for the better of the majority, and his subjects lifted him high, very high.
75 years ago, Lao Zang, a native of Zhucheng, commemorated Lao Lu's new poem, slightly changed a few words, which is a hymn to Netanyahu.
The Middle East fights all day long, and if you don't fight, it will itch.
They have their Principles, they have their Faith.
The Arabs laughed at the stinky and long footwraps of the Chinese women with small feet, and the Chinese women abandoned them, picked them up and wrapped them around their heads, twisted their necks and buttocks three times left and right, and exercised everywhere.
Outsiders are not qualified to evaluate who is right and who is wrong, and those who fall turn into ghosts, and they are kings when they are alive.
The Houthis Arafat and Netanyahu are real men, just beat you, no reason is needed, until you die in battle.
The most annoying thing for me to apologize and admit my mistakes is soft bones.
Wrong is wrong, wrong in the end, the prodigal son does not need to turn back, Nirvana is reborn as a man.
I am glad to see that since its founding 75 years ago, China has created two miracles of rapid economic development and long-term social stability, the great changes in the land of China have taken place, and the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation has entered an irreversible historical process.
I know this, and that's pride.