The seventh day of July, the seventh day of the world.
All festivals related to love are also the peak period of suicide.
The moment she leaned over, I just got under the bridge.
She spread her arms softly and spread her wings. The long black hair was blown away by the wind, like a light and dark cloud. The pure white skirt shines brightly in the sun, spreads in the air, and supports the slim curves.
The body seems to be transparent and falls rapidly in the air. The whole of her, like a holy cross, draws an elegant arc in the air.
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I hid under the water. Looking up at her closer and closer.
This angle makes me feel that she is so strange. www.guidaye.com
But I can’t help but praise. She is different.
Unlike the painful suicidal posture of clenching fists, frowning, and tears in the past, it was a slack and elegant back leaning over the railing, and it fell smoothly, but it was determined.
The beautiful leaves and flowers are not as good as her-the beauty of falling souls.
Beautiful and delicious. Oh! Did I say that?
I am a crab stationed under the Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge.
Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge, the majestic structure, overwhelms the endless river. It is a famous cultural landscape in Nanjing and the surrounding cities, and a famous holy place for suicide. Every year a lot of people wander here and then leap forward. www.guidaye.com
For me, it is also the most romantic and rich dining place.