The golden baht fairy
it's very nice of you to see the gods in the sky, especially the fairies.
the fairies often take advantage of the opportunities, and then they come together, and you say your zhang zheng zheng zheng, and she says that her lilong has a bad conversation.
sometimes i go out for a walk, and i see the fairies laughing all the time, and itching all the time, and i want to go down and find someone i want.
i spoke to my master with euphemism, and he said with his beard, "no man in the world is like a fairy in heaven.
i think it's good that you look at him.
he was the second pupil of his master.
my name is kim baht.
he was supposed to be the silver baht.
na ho was the prince of the red dragon palace, and the master thought he already had a name, so he didn't ask.
i've been looking at the face for thousands of years.
the master is moaning with his beard: "let me think about it." i actually know his concerns, and i've been down a couple of times in the course of the 800 years, and i've stabbed his old man with his company.
because the master is the fair man in charge of the money in heaven, i can neither write nor fight, but the only skill is to throw money in the face of a man's eyes, and that skill is not limited, that is, i can throw money in the face of a man's eyes when he doesn't.
so you see how much money i've dumped, and i see how difficult this guy is, because if he doesn't, i'll just throw him down.
i wonder how many moustaches have been broken by my master, and he says to me, "as different from the sky, you're like, i'm throwing money in the sky, not picking it up, not even looking at people, but if you throw money in the sky, well, i can't think about the consequences." i said, "teacher, you didn't know what was going on at the time, and you stopped me, but the man was on his knees crying to me: "you must be happy and don't miss your little life." i believed it.
the master's bearded hands were shaking, and he was born to tear it apart.
it's been a long time.
when he came out from his master's house, the sun star had fallen down the sky, and he looked at me and lamented with the hair on his head: "when he first arrived, it was the second most powerful of the 28 stars, how could it make you feel any less angry?" saying, "what about your beast?" the tail flamingo said along the lines of "meow." i sat next to them, and i encouraged him to say, "oh, it's been a long time, and the big yellow bones are soaking, and you really can't stand to see it go on like this? why don't you cut me off? i said, "i've been out of line for centuries, and if you don't go, i'll do it myselfi don't know which fairy dropped the handkerchief or the scarf.
i'll ask master, he'll know everything.
"you've threatened me with this 13 times.
this is the fourteenth time." i'm taping into the head of the flamingo: "big yellow, are you now complicit, with us or with us?" nod for the big yellow.
my favorite man,
, would say that in the bottom line, it's a showdown with a tiger, and yung-hwa made big yellow a cat, and i put my foot on it in a liquor store, and xiaoji came up and said, "the two guests are also here for fun.
you picked the best view on the second floor." i looked at yeung-hwa, and there was a little flame in my eyes: i didn't know what was going on! she's got to be calm.
i looked at big yellow again, and he was staring straight at the chicken in front of a table, waiting for me to react.
"the prince married today and heard that the bride price alone had left dozens of boxes.
in this sentence, the chickens have made the yellows clean, and i'm talking to them, and i see a grumpy one on that table, and i'm going to chop it up, and the yellow one jumps and jumps on my shoulder, and he says to me, "your cat is too uninterested to disturb my master's mood.
i've never been one of those people who smiled and said, "how many chickens do you have?" "this table doesn't add up to 10 silver.
i told you, calm down in case." the man's sword was also stopped by a green man: "it's no harm to anyone else." that's a good thing to say.
i looked at him in my head, and he was just looking at me.
i just felt like i was in my head, and i felt like i was moving.
"who are you?" he seems to have gotten used to it, and he's like, "i'm not the person you know." i don't know what to say, but i'm here right now to play round: "the prince's team will be here soon, or it's important to watch.
i've been sitting next to her.
i'll be there for a moment, and i won't stop saying, "i'm kim baht.
that's a good name.
you'll remember me." the man bowed his head and poured a glass of wine: "the golden baht, the bracelet, the finger, i've seen so much, i can't remember." it's the first time in my life that i've been knocked down like this, biting my lips and trying to say somethingthe lovers have gone with him.
it's nice to see the second floor, the whole street across the street, the crowd cheering first, and then it gets hot, and i look at the green man at the table next door, who sits in the most open place, and doesn't want to see the glamour of the kisses, and i think he's a good one, and then i look at him with a glass of wine, and then he's full of wine.
"what do you think?" and i said, "think about my sweetheart." i almost blew up the table and looked at the green man and said, "only him?" take a look and ask me, "do i have half?" i thought, "he's no match for you, but i think i like him." i'm telling you the truth.
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, the welcoming team has gone far from the window, the green man has come up to pay for the wine, and the emotional layers in front of him have become more obvious than before.
i said, "i want to follow up." "no, i'm only going down, i'm not going down." i said, "you won't let me go, it's the last time you hid that handkerchief in your sleeve or a scarf..." i had to help him
when i ran out with huang, the green man was gone and the man who drew the sword had taken a horse, and i followed him all the way to an's palace to find out that the king was the second son of the lion named dust.
i guess he's gone to the prince's wedding, and that waits until the middle of the night.
and i said to him, "do you want to be very nice to someone, and when i see him, i think i'm willing to spend all my money." after a moment of silence, lianghua came back with a loud noise in the lobby, and the dust was drunk, and i looked down from the roof, and the light came out of his face, and he said, "it's very quiet in the dark." and the man who was holding him said, "my lord, i know you're in pain..." and the part of the dust is a smile: "you're wrong, the prince is just a woman, and i'm gonna rob him, but he's not going down, and i hear him.
he's going to rob the throne.
i said to him, "i have to help him.
if i help him, i might be different from anyone else." i don't know if he heard that.
after that, i tried to find countless opportunities to pretend to be unwittingly closehe, however, was too alert, too defensive to everything and kept me from doing what i wanted.
he said, "the more careful he is against such a person, the more careful he is, the more he feels that you have no good intentions.
"i beg you, i beg you, i beg you." he was snorting, scratching the big yellow head, and he said, "you never asked me, it's true." i said, "i've been real." he asked me, "how are you going to help him?" i thought, "i have money." i've got a white eye on my ass.
i said to him, "he's gonna take his place, he doesn't need any money to recruit, i can give him a lot of money!" i think yung-hwa is a man who says he's my brother, who gave me a lot of money and said that he had something to do and that he had to entrust me to him, not to forget to take care of him.
and so i lived in the palace, and happiness came so suddenly, that on the first day of my stay, the little girl from the house came to convey the message that i was a guest of honor and that he was supposed to wash the dust for me.
i'm nervous and i'm like, "you hear me? he's going to dinner with me.
how do you make him feel better? "you're fine, you're dressed, you're mean, and you don't wear gel, you don't look, you think your face is swollen." i think he's right when he comes out with a pot of fresh water, cleans his face, and thinks i've seen some dust, he's got a green dress, and he wants to be with him.
in the evening, the young girl led me to the front room, and the cup bowls on the table were put to rest, and the dust was sitting at the table, all dressed up in green, unspoken.
he said, "doesn't my family have a better place than yours?" i nod my head, i'm so nervous i don't know what to say.
"sit down." i can't believe he followed me all the way.
i sat down, and i laughed, and i looked at him, and he said, "you look like a man." i said, "you look like a man.
i'm a man." when he's in his eyes, he's got the smile on him, he's got the tulip on him, and i don't know who he's remembering, and he's bored.
this meal tastes like a mountain, eats and chews wax.
i'm sorry.
i lied to myself to interrupt him: "a man's life is so long, three years or five years, one day he can forget that man and see me well."a few days, months, years, years, that's my first day in the house, and it's early.
i'd like to make it look like i'm a habit, there's no hostess in ang's house, he eats and wears, and i think the old housekeeper is old and can't do anything to make him feel good, so i'm planning to give him a small amount of care, and the first step is to cook for him, and when he can't leave my food, he can't leave me.
it was a cold reaction, and when i came to the kitchen to make a plate of food so that he could taste it, his face was half black.
well, i admit, i fired the fish, and the fish was a little broken, and most importantly, it was fried.
"well, why don't you ask him if he wants to eat?" "ooh!" i'm happy to bring it to the ground with one of its paws and i feel deeply that i'm not the food.
he said, "you're not very good at it except to follow your master in heaven." and i said, "i can make clothes if i can't make them.
you see, after a meal, i can wear them for days, months, years." it's a dark face and it's green.
and i said, "you're just like him.
and then i picked up a couple of rags of silk from the street, and when i came back to the house, i said, "he looks good, he wears everything, and he should be able to wear it, as long as my clothes are not out of order." yung-hwa didn't talk to me, he just put the cloth on himself and asked me to cut it.
i took the scissors around him three times, and i cut them.
we looked at the cloth, and we smelled it.
this scene coincides with a piece of my memory when i was a fairy in the sky and saw other fairies when i was bored.
and when i got up and made myself look like this, i said, "what is this?" a big cake.
why is it missing in the middle?" i don't think he's got eyes for it: "it's a golden baht!" and he realized, "no one who embroidered money on a handkerchief, that's cheap." i haven't moved a needle since.
i haven't made any progress on the red girl, probably thanks to yen-hwa, and this time i threw scissors on the floor: "you can laugh if you want.
what's the big deal?" she didn't laugh at me.
she looked for a cloth and put it on and looked at me.
i'm having fun with him, i'm getting up and i'm going to cut it until midnight, and i'm not going to cut anything like that.
i said, "but it's white.
he should like it." when the long shirts were almost sewn up, he pulled me in the back garden and said, "these weeds have dewit's a platinum.
he knows only one.
i've been crammed in the grass for days to measure the time and water, so i can easily get some green.
and when he was standing on his feet, sitting with me in the grass, waiting for the sun to shine, and sometimes i fell asleep, and woke up to his comforting couch, he said, “the water of the sky is full of yin.” but then i got sad, and i had to find an excuse to give this long shirt to dust, even if i did.
i think i should have a little faith in myself, hold a long shirt and wait for the way he's coming down, and guess what he'll see later.
i know it's dust coming back, running out in my clothes and walking, and he didn't speak, he just put an umbrella on me.
and i looked up at the venom of the sun, and it was not clear to me that he was invisible, and there was a storm in the sky.
i'm holding up my umbrella, seeing yinghua standing not far, and he's the second prince of the dragon temple, and it's as easy to rain as to move a small finger, and i'm thinking, "what are you doing here?" i'll hand him the long shirt, "come and give you clothes." the rain stopped at this time.
he picked up the long shirt in my hand and said, "it's heavenly." i didn't know at the time that this thing could not be dyed for days and nights.
all i know is that the dust stains love this long shirt, and the next day he's still wearing it, and he's happy, and then he's going to look at it, and then he's going to find out that my needles and needles aren't working well, and then he's going to have someone to do it again, so let's get to the point that it's not the one i used to make for him.
i've never tried so hard to be nice to a man who doesn't want to take my love, and i don't know what to do.
"someone who doesn't appreciate it often does.
i shake my head, "you don't understand, i feel a bit bitter." he was groaning, sitting with me in the grass of the day, and he put my head on his shoulder, and he said, "sit down for a while.
i can't do this." i was about to groan with him, and suddenly the big yellow jumped out and howled at the moon.
i stood up and looked at the big yellow, "you're a tiger, you know, you're not a wolf." i said, "it's the guy who died." i've thought about it, but isn't it the biggest golden dragon in the 28th star? all the hairs are falling downupstretched, a small group of dragons flying around with their teeth and claws, that's why you said to me, "the true dragon's son is the prince, not the prince.
you have changed the number of two princes' lives, and you have broken the law if your master does not plead for you." he smiled, and said, "the prince is in heaven's hands, and the emperor sent me to protect him from the throne.
go back to heaven, or i won't be surprised." and when you're done talking, it's gone into a golden light.
he said, "look at the royal palace on the east side, it's really purple, and now there's a lot of dragons.
i said, "can you beat it?" big yellow danced half a day's claw at me and said, "meow." i'm going to save him and take him out of the dust, and it's not as good a day as it is.
the country's south-dry and dry particles have been lost this year, and his father's temper is all over him, but the prince, he knows how to make a deal and he's making a living.
i used to listen to him in the study trying to figure out how to take over the palace, and i was worried to ask him, "if he loses, he'll be killed at noon or cut off by five horses, and i'll just think about it." "go back to heaven with me, better than here." i looked down at my toes and said with a small voice, "i can't go.
i'm gone, and he's out of the game." i said, "he, ow, he..." i said, "don't worry, i'll save him, i'll take him away, i'll take him away, i'll take him to a place where no one can find him, and his life would be better off without the throne." "but he didn't think so." i'm not happy to say, "you can't keep me up and let me lie to myself for a while!" he put his hand on my head, "okay, you stay, you stay." on the day the dust seized the palace, the whole sky was dark.
i stood up at the top of the city and looked at him in a silver armor, more like he was long in shape.
according to "p": "can i take you with me?" "what are you doing here?" i think i'm a very committed man, and the more he calls me, the more i want to take him with me, the less i want him to be the king of the world, the more i want him to live. maybe it's hard to get a hand out of the dust to pull me on his horse's backgo to the palace." he had already killed the red eye at the time, and i was covered in his arms, and my face was wet by the rain of blood, and the palace, guarded by a golden dragon, was getting closer, and suddenly a small group of dragons was full of gold, and i closed my eyes and suddenly felt that it would be a great place to return. but no. i opened my eyes to a big silver dragon, crying in front of my eyes, blinking in the eyes of a bright and bright eye, passing over me and flying towards the golden dragon. it's yunghua! i'm crying out. he didn't turn back, there was a sudden storm in the sky, and there was more gold in the sky, and the clouds were blurring my eyes, and the dust was strangling my horse, and he looked up at the radiant light of the day, and the sound of killing in the sky made me shudder, as if the heavens and the earth were still together. i struggled to get off my horse, to catch yung-hwa's fall, to close his eyes and to spill blood on his lips. don't die. don't die. the wind is coming down, the rain is resting, and the people who killed came back, somehow. i shivered in the face of moriya, and his beautiful eyebrow was covered in deep and shallow blood, and i gathered in his ear and said, "yanhua, wake up, i'll come with you, and the master is waiting for us in the sky." he didn't talk to me, he didn't talk to me for the first time. i can't help but cry, "yanhua, don't die, i won't let you die, you won't die..." i'm sorry. his finger moved slightly, opened his eyes slowly, and a bright eye was covered with dust at the moment, and he raised his hand to my face and said, "don't curse me and die." and i laughed at that, and he said, "the dragon is gone and the throne is his." when he said that, i shuddered my hand out of his sight, and he didn't see it, he laughed: "you go with him, i'll find my master, who can talk to the emperor for me, but i'll be fine for a hundred or 200 more years. i bit my lips and tried not to cry, and he couldn't see it, and he couldn't see it... and he touched my face with his hand: "why are you crying, your face is dirty, he doesn't like it." and i said, "jan-hwa"... and he said, "i also brought big yellow, and you'll take it with you, and i'll feel better." having said that, his body faded, and in one blink a white light disappeared. "the sky will help me, so what? kill!" the sound of the ears is cloudy, and the blood of the air sweeps the heavens and the earth. i followed him all the way down and down, and there was nothing left of himlifefalls, which are always acceptable and uncompromising, are now a part of the dust that has become the crown, what will happen to the earth, the world's peace, or the soul, i don't know. it's only been one day. on the next day i stood at the top of the palace, and the sky was clear, and the dust was in a yellow kowloon dress standing before me, and the palace man in the back was knitted. i held hands and touched the yellow dress of the palace in the hands of one of the former palaces, and it was rare to see that it was the queen's. "i shall take the throne, and your brother shall be the best, and i shall not be unjust to you." i look down, i laugh, and i bend my lips. he said, "i'm going to sacrifice the sky. you can change your clothes and wait for me to come back." i didn't say anything. he spins away. i picked up that phoenix dress, and i remembered a white dress that didn't look so good, and i almost pierced ten fingers for sewn it, but i didn't want yinghua to laugh at me and keep it hidden from him. then, somehow, on the table, a box of healing ointments was added to the table, and it was cold and cold on the hand, and it didn't hurt at all. i remember the fragrance of the box, which was used for yen. the courtman said, "your highness, your servant, please change." i shook my head and said, "no, you tell your emperor i'm not going to be his queen, let him find the man in his heart." i'm never the man in his heart, i know。