Interstellar KingdomMy snowflakes are white flames and death is a singing of golden car from the kingdom of heaven. I walked through the black forests for many years and slept soundly on the rocks forgot images of the world, until the wings of gold were like clouds when I heard a call from the outer world, which was as sweet as the sun rays I opened the doors of the ninety-ninth floor of heaven the interstellar kingdom, with fragrant words of honey. Gods’s Solemn Kingdom of HeavenI dreamed that the giant ships of the earth were flying in space into the center of the Milky Way. The vast kingdom of stars were suddenly like the great never-withering flowers of the universe and their flames were fragrant and burning. I heard the nameless fairy music, which revived my prehistoric memory ten thousand volumes of gold books, layer upon layer huge wings like the rocs in the clouds, piggybacked a city of giants from outer word that gods‘ solemn Kingdom of Heaven. Wine of SoulI picked a bunch of fairy flowers from the garden outside, to make you instantly recall the prehistoric days of immortals that travel leisurely by the light. The golden car of the Dragon and Phoenix stayed on the island of fairyland, and the layering of mountains of towers soared straight up into the purple sky; a chant of a jade flute attracted the angels, as if a bevy of birds hovered in succession which made time sweet, like top-quality wine of soul. Angel’s Beautiful Image of White FeathersThe birds in my head sang the music of the Kingdom of Heaven,
sprinkled the rain of sweet dew and honeyed the dusty world made the bones like jade and the king of soul to smile. A golden axe cut off the body of a black python for thousands of years, and the light of dawn bloomed in the giant’s prehistoric garden, made the angel’s beautiful image of white feathers intoxicate a giant city beyond the sky.
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