Joy of Life

When I left the young master to leave Kyoto, I knew that I would still be back, just like the evening of many years ago, I accompanied the lady into the gates of Kyoto.

My name is Wuzhu and it is a blind man!

There are many things in life that can't be done, such as memory.

I am not sure what I have forgotten or remembered. In short, there is a gray presence in my mind.

Zhangzhou is a strange place because the people there are very strange.

They always like to bother others and like to chat with others.

There is nothing wrong with it, but there are always people who talk to me because I don't like to talk.

They chatted at the door of the grocery store I opened, not understanding why they were so keen on the conversation that did not respond.

The young master is very beautiful, you ask me how I know, the seventh feeling.

Little young master is very smart, you ask me how to know, the seventh feeling.

On a certain night, the young master has seen my identity, which is enough to prove that my seventh feeling is working normally.

In the days that followed, I was responsible for training the young master, because I knew that danger would always come.

In the backyard of the grocery store, there are many radishes, and the radish is very nutritious.

As long as you go to Baidu, you will know.

Radish is rich in nutrients, can be eaten raw, fried, pickled, dried.

Radish due to amylase, raw food can help digestion, because it contains mustard oil, has spicy oil, has a spicy taste.

The roots and seeds contain lycopene, which has a bactericidal effect.

Radish has phlegm, diarrhea, diuretic and other effects.

Alas! What is Baidu? Have I said that?

There are always some inexplicable words in my mind.

Young Master is very interesting, often doing some puzzling things, such as writing a book.

Miss always said: Swords are always more powerful than words.

People in this world would rather speak slyly than to practice their swords faster. I really can't understand.

I just protect the young master. It is not my concern to care about their faces when they are often asleep.

Time is always short, and for the passers-by, thousands of years are in a blink of an eye.

Crossing?

Another word that I can't understand.

Maybe I really lost my memory and maybe!

There are many things in life that can't be done, such as memory.

I am not sure what I have forgotten or remembered. In short, there is a gray presence in my mind.

My name is Wuzhu and it is a blind man!

Sixteen years later, in the evening of a certain sunset, I "see" the young master's carriage into the gates of Kyoto! 2k novel reading network