Book1:TeDream-Maker
书迷正在阅读：花儿和他的哥哥 , 步步成瘾 , 撒娇陷阱（兄妹骨科，出轨H） , 丢失凭据（1v1h） , 被迫成亲后，真香了 , 邪恶美人鱼的猎精场 , 义兄 , 血之沙漏 卷一 仍是孤独 , 弟弟是童养夫 , 弄青梅【1V1 校园H】 , 糙汉共妻：将漂亮知青cao哭了（年代） , 傅先生天天追妻火葬场
hattheyremainforeverinthereader’smind．Thatisthecharismaofliterature．DimitrisuggestedthatAngelicashouldlookarouhrenewedperceptionandlearnfromtheheavens，theskies，themountainsandtheseas．Thensheshouldtakeadventureinwarddeepinsidehermind，becauseonlythosewithih，intuitivearatingintelligenakeuseofthesematerialstanithesis． Theyranon，steadilyrotatingonthecircurtrack,herheartbeatandherbreathingwereperfectlycoordinatedaasenseofpurepleasurefromherfleshbodyduetoexercise．Shethought，"HowfortunateIamnottobemadeintoamarblestatue，butamfleshandblood-theofanimals．HowgdIamthatIdidn’tthrowmylifeawayheedlessly.”Herbraitudetowardslifeaffeotonlyherpersonallifebuthercreativepowersaswell．ItwaslikebeingbaihingintheKingdombecamematerialforherwriting：Thestrarastsofantiquityandmodernizationandthebeautifulsery，theinhabitantswhocamefromallersoftheworld．Herdescriptionofthetwenty-fourbeautieswereespeciallysuperb．Theirverygnces，smilesauresseemedtodepicttheirdifferentpersonalities，temperamentsandbackgroundsandcamealiveunderherpen．ShemadethesesketchesintoacolleofprosearyaoshowthemtoKingDimitriwhenhecamebackbeforefinalizingthemanuscript．Turningaroundtofacethesettingsun，sheranbackwardsandmadeaVsigntowardsitaurnedbacktoruntothefinish．Iance，shesawthesmilingfacesofAishaandStephaniewelingher． Lotus: Ieeroftherealworld，thesettingsunhadnotquitedisappearedfromthewest;thecrestmoonwasalreadyhasteningtomakeherentraheeasternsky．Onthebraheoldelmtreeinfrontofthesolitaryinnbytheroadsidehungabrightrednternwithadleinsideflickeringintheslightbreeze-awelesigravelers，signifyingfood,drinkawinklingstarscouldbeseenfromamidthebrahetreelikenaturalors．Thiswasnotathhfareleadingtomajorcitiesandtheneighbvilgeswerequiteprosperouswithshopsandsmallbusiragmerts，peddlersandfarmerssellingtheirproduce．Thethatchedroofoftheinnpromisedshelter．Severaldwarf-sizedtablesandstoolsintheopencourtyardwereclearlyvisible，aswasthebeautifulyounggirlsittingbythestove，tendingthefireinaneasymannershowingherdispositioleasthemoonlight．Itwasnotthetimeforafair，sotherewerefewpassersbyandbusinesswassck． ThewanderingDimitrisatalohedwarfedstool,phiswarmedwinefromasmalltinjar,enjoyingtheprovincialdishesofferedbytheinn，amidthewildseryofthestraid．Justthen，aleanyellow-haireddogapproachedhistable,tailwaggingbeggingforfood．Dimitrilookedatitandthoughtthatitwasoddlyfamiliar,buthebrushedawaytheideaasabsurd，forhowcouldhehaveseenthedogbeforeifthiswashisfirstvisittothispartoftheglobe?However,hetosseditabigkofmeat．Thedoggobbleditupandthenlookedlonginglyatthetinjarwithgreedyeyesanditsmouthwatered．Dimitriwasamusedandgood-naturedlypouredoutabowlofwinefulltothebrim,setitdownonthegroundandwatchedthedogpitupgreedily．Drunkandreeling,thedogturogoanddisappearedintothedarkeningtwilight． Dimitriwatcheduntilthestrangedogdisappearedfromsight,thentakingupacuphepouredhimselfanothercupofwarmwihewinebroughtafortable，warmsensationtohisstomach．Hewassoengrossedinwatgthedogthathedidnotnoticethefigureofanoldwood-cutterappearuheredntern．Itwasonlywhenth