"Because there is an elder who likes to ride a horse. He taught me how to ride a horse. He once said to me that when people live in the world, there are all kinds of dogmatic frameworks bound to them. Both their mind and body have been imprisoned for a lifetime. People struggle to find a life for profit. They can only ask for freedom, but on the horse, you can easily understand that the wind is passing by their ears Your voice. "

Only when you gallop, you can only have that moment of freedom.

The voice and expression of the girl's speech were particularly gentle. Everyone was immersed in her voice, and many people didn't listen to her carefully.

It doesn't matter what you say when you grow up like this.

Beauty is justice and three outlooks.

Someone noticed the elders in her words, and everyone subconsciously looked at Shen Zhou.

Shen Zhou neither denied nor admitted. He sat upright and looked at the mirror on the stage with a dignified look.

Ran Tengxiao's hand holding the cup suddenly paused. The cup fell heavily, and water droplets splashed out.

He stared at the gentle and beautiful face of the girl on the computer screen, and the vortex in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Standing not far away, Ye Jian trembled subconsciously and couldn't help rubbing his arm.

The host quickly responded, "this elder must be very important to you, but your riding skills are so good that you must be inseparable from your talent, and everyone can only envy."

In the headset, the editor in chief reminded her to continue digging. Who is this elder, but the host didn't dare to be presumptuous. Is it KPI or death? Didn't you see how ugly president Shen's face is?

The host followed up with the next step, "the wish Charity Foundation founded by Miss Mingjing has saved countless cancer patients and disabled children in just three months since its establishment, and has enjoyed a good reputation among the people. Now the foundation has made great moves again. Let sister Mingjing personally tell you the good news."

The mirror holds the microphone, Light opening: "After discussion and decision by the board of directors of the Jockey Club, from today on, we will jointly establish the dyeing heart project with the wish charity foundation, and use 50% of the income of the Jockey Club for the development of the project. The project focuses on medical research - support the national medical research team and clinical trials, and cooperate with medical colleges at all levels to establish dyeing heart medicine awards and scholarships, in order to promote the development of national medical construction and clinical trials Development, I won't talk about those broad and general academic words. The only original intention of establishing this project is to enable every patient to spend the least money and cure the most difficult diseases. "

Why is it that a disease in life now is a ruin of one's family and property? Hospitals are not charity. Every medical equipment is imported from abroad, and the price is too high. How much energy and money it takes to train an excellent medical student are calculated in the cost of illness, not to mention those imported special drugs. If the medical conditions are backward, they will be beaten passively, It is the people who suffer in the end.

Only by vigorously developing scientific research projects and having a voice in the international medical community can we fundamentally promote medical reform and let people enjoy real benefits.

After the mirror's words fell, the audience stood still for a moment, and even the tens of thousands of viewers watching the live broadcast were shocked.

This is not just charity, it is a measure to benefit the country and the people.

Mingjing said shocking words in the most bland tone. She was so indifferent from beginning to end. It seemed that it was not worth praising and spreading by the world, but what she should do.

People understand that some people do charity, either for fame and wealth, or to cover up, or for peace of mind. In short, they must have all kinds of unknown purposes.

But Mingjing's charity is just charity, asking for no return, such as her white dress, spotless.

Her heart is as pure as glass.

High mountains and beautiful scenery.

In this materialistic and deceitful world, everyone is forced to get involved. One lives in a painful struggle, asking but not. Some people say that living itself is a kind of pain, but do you have a way? No, no matter how painful it is, we should bite our teeth and stick to it. If we walk like this, we will come to an end one day.

People walk numbly on this road, surrounded by numb people, so they won't feel anything wrong. Even if they do, they will soon be hypnotized by self deception until they come to the end of their life. Looking back on this short and long life, there is nothing left except fatigue and illness. You are lucky and relieved. Anyway, this life will be disappointed after all.

If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife

Everyone should pray like this at the moment of dying, but if there is an afterlife, it will still come. Fate is a circulation and will not be different.

Just like three lives and one reincarnation, good ascends bliss and evil goes to hell. Everyone's road is doomed from the time when the soul is chaotic.

The road of life is short, frightening and long, desperate.

The interweaving of white and night, the struggle between good and evil, and the mutual generation and restriction of yin and Yang have woven together into this macro and huge world.

Therefore, there is despair, there is hope.

The dark sky is heavy on the head. People walk alone on this road with heavy footsteps. There are spring wind, summer sun, autumn and winter snow. The four seasons alternate, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, embellish life and increase pain.

One day, a white light split the dark sky, and a line of sky light tilted from the top of the head to illuminate the road under the feet.

——

The number of people in the live studio has reached 15 million and has surged at a terrible rate.

Zhu Jia, Zhu grandma and Lin Qing are sitting on the sofa. The live broadcast is being broadcast on TV.

The old man's eyes were crimson and he sighed repeatedly: "bright mirror, she is really the best gift from God to our family. We always wish our family what virtue and ability..."

Lin Qing was wearing a blanket and his face was still a little pale after his illness, but after looking through the mirror, I don't know whether the medicine worked or what. In the past week, he has recovered most of his illness and people have a lot of spirit.

Zhu Xiangxiang poured tea for the two, sipped his lips and sat quietly aside.

At this time, it is wise to reduce the sense of existence.

The mirror is now a nuclear bomb. Whoever touches it will die.

Death without a burial place.

Lin Qing wiped her tears. "She is my daughter."

I'm absolutely sure, with pride and pride in my eyes.

Li Juan hid in the corner and stared at the people on TV with dark eyes.

Zhou Ma looked at her rare and serious appearance. She was not used to it. She was a little nervous subconsciously. She thought it was funny.

——

Ye Zhen knocked at the door: "brother Qing, are you there?"

"The door is unlocked. Come in."

Ye Zhen pushed the door and went in.

The man leaned on the sofa, his feet pedaled on the tea table, didn't wear socks, his feet were white and delicate, small and exquisite, his nails were trimmed roundly, showing healthy pink and tender, and even bright oil

Ye Zhen was stunned.

Brother Qing, is a big man still wearing armor oil? It's too... G in G.

And those feet, more women than women.

The ankle is too thin. The trouser leg is lifted up a little, but there is no hair

Zheng Qing was watching the live broadcast. When he noticed that Ye Zhen was staring at her feet, he quickly rolled up and coughed: "what are you looking for me?"

Ye Zhen hasn't recovered from the shock of her beautiful feet. She always feels strange about the ordinary face in front of her.

"Well, I went to Yulong Snow Mountain with the crew this afternoon. If it's fast, I've come to say goodbye to you for more than a month. Thank you for taking care of me these days."

As a newcomer, she is bound to suffer some hardships in the crew. These are inevitable. She has already made psychological preparations, but brother Qing has helped her block a lot of trouble these days and bought people's hearts for her, making her live a lot better.

"Thank you for being the elder martial sister of Mingjing." Zheng Qing said mercilessly.

Ye Zhen pursed her lips: "by the way, brother Qing, I heard from the mirror that you are going to get the upper hand in the cloud?"

"Well, what, are you interested?"

Ye Zhen said with a confident smile: "it doesn't matter, fair competition, don't save face for me."

Zheng Qing smiled and nodded: "have backbone, I didn't read you wrong."

At this time, the host in the live broadcast asked, "what's the point about the name of ranxin?"

The girl's gentle and indifferent voice came through the microphone - "from the singing guide by Xiao Gang, a talented scholar of the southern Liang Dynasty, one is good at dyeing the heart, immortality, a hundred lights, a thousand miles of light."