There is no fear of faith, too much faith is futile, right? . Don’t know if anyone listened to the ending song? The phrase "there is no church above the wilderness" is a terrible scene when you think about it. In order to divert domestic conflicts and satisfy his own desires, the king always has to fight; to fight a war, he has to prepare food and grass and tidy up his horses; the king of industries with high profit margins naturally has to control himself, and the king must choose to outsource small businesses such as horseshoes that are insignificant; Outsourcing is outsourcing, but the price must be reasonable, don't engage in apportionment... The blacksmith is upset, the nailed horseshoe is short, the horse falls, the king is thrown away, and the country is dead...
Does the king have faith? Yeah, but I’ve always been in trouble with the church. I am the world, and there’s only one person in the temple. Let him take care of the dam flood and let him be the godmother. Does the blacksmith have faith? Blacksmiths have always been there, and life must be lightened up in the dark. The king also hopes that he has them. If you have sustenance in your heart, you will be honest. The shadows of the beliefs of the two parties do not overlap.
Looking at the situation in this paragraph of Syria, it is estimated that there are too few intersections, and no one will take care of the demands of the folks. If life is going to go on, which blacksmith does not obediently order a horseshoe for the king.
The food at the village entrance shop is terrible. It is estimated that this shop is also franchised by the Village Standing Committee. There are green mountains and rivers next to the shop, but the air in the shop has a strange smell. This shop is the village chief’s aunt, or I don't know if my uncle opened it.
Just like the thing recorded by the chip in the movie, it doesn't make sense to say that he is true or false. There is no church above the wilderness, and when the sun sets, the heart will slack, cool and lose direction. That day, the small shop on the roadside was hung obliquely on the spire of the church at sunset, a sting of blood flowed out, the road stretched, and people had to move forward...
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