About happy ending

Han's personal signature says: from now on, the prince and the princess live happily together ......

Since we were young, we have been living in this happy world since then. Believe in beauty and put an end to darkness. There are a lot of graffiti on my albums and storybooks that make the original clean pictures unremarkable. I don't believe in eternal beauty. Since the prince and the princess have lived a happy life, why will the Queen die and let a vicious woman become the stepmother of the princess when she grows up?

I remember that the students reported that three versions of fairy tales were continued. Using the thinking logic of a half-adult to continue writing classic fairy tales that are already old and very popular, it is more like a fairy tale, will you use your own handkerchief to drag your nose? The reason why fairy tales are fairy tales is that for children, it is the truth of time, and time gives the truth of the logic of the world. We will not simply think about how we can understand, how can we use our mind to speculate on the fresh happiness like Matcha. Maybe, we can express the pure beauty in our hearts. Unfortunately, the beauty has long been branded with adult vanity and scruples.

Azon sat by the sea and waited for azang. she expected to return one day. He got drunk and went diving in the dark. When he reaches shore exhausted, he finds that he still cannot tell the sea water and tears on his face. Do you really think of him as an irresponsible man? The most terrible thing is that, standing in front of you, you do not know that he loves you, and you hurt him like this. Open his arms and you will find your own happiness. However, you are still back. One summer afternoon, he stood alone on the beach, and you ran in desperate ways, like holding your own happiness, and never let go again.

One person's signature said: I really want to be knocked down by something called happiness. But what should I do if there is no emergency?

When a person is at home, he eats instant noodles and opens his parents' mail. He reads the mail silently and repeats it carefully. So every day, one day I finally couldn't help it. In the morning, my tears fell as if I couldn't close my head. On the table, there were half a piece of bread from last night. Clean your face and live calmly.

I am sitting here, and the sea breeze is huge. It seems like a forgotten period and a forgotten corner. Everything is quiet, so I thought it was a warm nest of happy ending. Where can I find my place to settle and write this ending beautifully and satisfied?

Face to the sea, spring flowers bloom.