天鵞絨症綺譚的个人资料

小故事分享一个葱头从前有个非常非常凶恶的老太婆，她一生没有做过任何一件好事，死了以后魔鬼把她抓去扔进火湖。可是她的守护天使站在天国里心想：我得想出她的一件好事来告诉上帝。天使终于想起来了，便向上帝报告：她曾经从菜园子里拔一个葱头给了一个女乞丐。上帝对天使说：‘你就把这个葱头递进火湖让她抓住。要是你能把她拉出火湖，就让她进天堂；要是葱头断了，她只得留在目前所在的地方。’天使跑到老太婆那儿，把葱头向她递过去，说：‘老婆婆，你要抓牢，我来拉你。’天使小心地把她往上拉，差不多已经把她整个身体都拉上来了，不料湖中其他罪人看见她被往上拉，便纷纷抓住老太婆，希望和她一起给拉上去。可是那老太婆凶恶极了，她开始用脚把他们踹开，一边大叫：‘人家是来拉我的，不是拉你们的；葱头是我的，不是你们的。’她这话刚一出口，葱头就断了。老太婆又掉回到湖里去，直到今天还在那里燃烧。天使哭了，只得空手离开。

惩罚巢虫的不是我们，而是生活本身

蜘蛛丝已经垂下来了能不能抓住呢？

这首歌词有点东西听到这句的时候倒回去从头听

好像在暗流涌动的海面上洒了镇浪油她有带给人平静的力量

心平气和好好聊既不能阻止3炒作，也没有能力给给珈乐换个中之人。那就通过其他人魂号炒作，给3分流。这就是asoul运营的巧实力，跟730一样，每次都采用成本最低效果最好的方式解决问题。先看背景，第一，33的牌只有她本人，而运营的牌是4个人和皮套——我们不妨反过来思考，在这场游戏中重要的是中之人本人而不是“虚拟形象”。第二，关于信息不对称，在职的四人>离职的33>普通的V圈观众。在这3周以来，33一直处于主动的位置。一方面是她的账号个人控制，及其自由；另一方面是v圈主打一个“说什么都是典、做什么都是炒”会把个人行为无限放大——放大到足以影响到企划的程度。 asoul的运营无比被动，主要原因可能是大家认为的它中枢失能（如qa全是废话）；它没牌：默认剩下的魂号是动不了的“大坂之行还没结束”呢。但是它实际是可以做事的：首先就是扩大信息不对称的优势：让33接触不到关于企划的【任何】信息。然后在长久的忍耐后出其不意。这就是发生在“两个魂号动了”背后的故事。这样做有什么效果呢？首先是进一步压缩33在互联网上的行动空间。她既无法得到有关企划的任何信息，那她就不知道魂号动了的目的是什么（其实就是无意义的乱动），因此她这几个小时的短时间内是不敢有所行动的。为什么是进一步压缩呢，这在之前就有迹象，她在asoul直播当日、直播时间是几乎停止活动的——如果动了就要被冲。反正只是“乱动”，企划本身问心无愧，那就能起到极好的干扰效果，大大提高对方的决策成本。如此运营找回了主动，完成了将军。

上B站看衍远老师整活🤣 鹤川✖️衍远

在团的时候动态评论被举报，退团了还被举报你a粉丝就是一伙烂人跟🦐有什么区别

珈乐的表情管理再也回不来了看了几个韩团的表情管理三次元跟二次元差别还是很大的她在这上面了多少功夫啊用多少巧思和设计又有多少尝试才在二次元皮套上呈现这么勾人的表情一个皮套、一个机师，真的缺一不可再也回不来了

高考题难跑评论区振是怎么个说法现在孩子真没出息我当年高考数学后两道大题都不会做心态依旧稳的一批

梦想这个东西吧 http://tieba.baidu.com/p/7737065387?&share=9105&fr=sharewise&is_video=false&unique=027372C010EBD1EF40B9994F0E4CE394&st=1654566000&client_type=1&client_version=12.25.1.0&sfc=copy&share_from=post&source=12_16_sharecard_a 只有做出来的、握在手里的和印在脑子里的才有真正的意义至于说出来的，那真的只是激起些声浪，没人在乎现在我终于明白了为什么台上那么光鲜靓丽的珈乐，说出来的仅仅是这样一个朴素得甚至不起眼的梦想。你们说这个小小的梦想会妨碍到任何人吗？这个梦想就真的会被容不下吗？为什么实现这样小小的梦想的路上也要遇到这种事情呢？这就是生活。

是八月之光，不是幽暗之宅她追求的是正大光明的生活

扮演练习生和扮演丽娜格罗夫哪个更难

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真是烂透了现在上演的是粉丝之间的故事，而不是她的故事烂透了这伙人加一块也比不上她找存在感我真是呵呵了我的八月之光呢

现在还有事业民吗？现在提这个可能有点不政却我挺想看到她继续进步、取得新的成就，让长久以来的不公得到偿还。她走的路有没有其他人能参考一下啊？现在她粉丝也还跟旧的是同一批人，可能有副好心肠但确实帮不上忙吧。好在时间站在她这一边。

向楠姐纳投投名状，大淏老师这手搞的不丑带着星龟给淋病舔鞋，证明自己不只能当盾有乃贝吃的就会分你一份的

Light in August 1 The sister-in-law told the brother. Then he remarked her changing shape, which he should have noticed some time before. He was a hard man. Softness and gentleness and youth (he was just forty) and almost everything else except a kind of stubborn and despairing fortitude and the bleak heritage of his bloodpride had been sweated out of him. He called her whore. He accused the right man (young bachelors, or sawdust Casanovas anyway, were even fewer in number than families) but she would not admit it, though the man had departed six months ago. She just repeated stubbornly, “He’s going to send for me. He said he would send for me”; unshakable, sheeplike, having drawn upon that reserve of patient and steadfast fidelity upon which the Lucas Burches depend and trust, even though they do not intend to be present when the need for it arises. Two weeks later she climbed again through the window. It was a little difficult, this time. ‘If it had been this hard to do before, I reckon I would not be doing it now,’ she thought. She could have departed by the door, by daylight. Nobody would have stopped her. Perhaps she knew that. But she chose to go by night, and through the window. She carried a palm leaf fan and a small bundle tied neatly in a bandanna handkerchief. It contained among other things thirtyfive cents in nickels and dimes. Her shoes were a pair of his own which her brother had given to her. They were but slightly worn, since in the summer neither of them wore shoes at all. When she felt the dust of the road beneath her feet she removed the shoes and carried them in her hand.

Light in August 1 She slept in a leanto room at the back of the house. It had a window which she learned to open and close again in the dark without making a sound, even though there also slept in the leanto room at first her oldest nephew and then the two oldest and then the three. She had lived there eight years before she opened the window for the first time. She had not opened it a dozen times hardly before she discovered that she should not have opened it at all. She said to herself, ‘That’s just my luck.’

Light in August 1 There were perhaps five families there when Lena arrived. There was a track and a station, and once a day a mixed train fled shrieking through it. The train could be stopped with a red flag, but by ordinary it appeared out of the devastated hills with apparitionlike suddenness and wailing like a banshee, athwart and past that little less-than-village like a forgotten bead from a broken string. The brother was twenty years her senior. She hardly remembered him at all when she came to live with him. He lived in a four room and unpainted house with his labor-and child-ridden wife. For almost half of every year the sister-in-law was either lying in or recovering. During this time Lena did all the housework and took care of the other children. Later she told herself, ‘I reckon that’s why I got one so quick myself.’

Light in August 1 When she was twelve years old her father and mother died in the same summer, in a log house of three rooms and a hall, without screens, in a room lighted by a bug-swirled kerosene lamp, the naked floor worn smooth as old silver by naked feet. She was the youngest living child. Her mother died first. She said, “Take care of paw.” Lena did so. Then one day her father said, “You go to Doane’s Mill with McKinley. You get ready to go, be ready when he comes.” Then he died. McKinley, the brother, arrived in a wagon. They buried the father in a grove behind a country church one afternoon, with a pine headstone. The next morning she departed forever, though it is possible that she did not know this at the time, in the wagon with McKinley, for Doane’s Mill. The wagon was borrowed and the brother had promised to return it by nightfall.

Light in August 1 SITTING beside the road, watching the wagon mount the hill toward her, Lena thinks, ‘I have come from Alabama: a fur piece. All the way from Alabama a-walking. A fur piece.’ Thinkingalthough I have not been quite a month on the road I am already in Mississippi, further from home than I have ever been before. I am now further from Doane’s Mill than I have been since I was twelve years old She had never even been to Doane’s Mill until after her father and mother died, though six or eight times a year she went to town on Saturday, in the wagon, in a mailorder dress and her bare feet flat in the wagon bed and her shoes wrapped in a piece of paper beside her on the seat. She would put on the shoes just before the wagon reached town. After she got to be a big girl she would ask her father to stop the wagon at the edge of town and she would get down and walk. She would not tell her father why she wanted to walk in instead of riding. He thought that it was because of the smooth streets, the sidewalks. But it was because she believed that the people who saw her and whom she passed on foot would believe that she lived in the town too.

九月大篇啊嗯阴谋论应有宏大的背景、广阔的视角。好的阴谋论力求做到大开大合的气魄与酣畅淋漓的论证，能够让读者受到共鸣“大脑升级”。这对作者的信息捕捉、知识储备和谋篇布局的能力都有要求。如果搞阴谋论只是想使用自己临时拼凑的道德标准得出一个人是“绿茶”“有心机”的平庸结论，这样的论证过程应该在20分钟内完成。我来整个活，写个互联网颜\革大篇算了。

是结晶版本吗？那就来点漂亮的晶体吧宝石骑士镇楼发点jackstorms，产自加州的玻璃工艺品，很漂亮

多么强大的她啊正如花山薰一样她也是天生的强者吃下所有的伤害是属于强者的余裕侠客行依旧坚挺！

巢u害怕见到一个完美受害者他们庸俗的犬儒的世界观就无法理解事情正常的发展趋势

侠客行依然坚挺！大哥你原来是花山薰啊我这辈子没服过谁直到遇到了大哥

乃贝就是asoul的擎天白玉柱，架海紫金梁

润的最早合同肯定是最苛刻的吧后面再润的合同肯定还要宽松不少唉她一直是受伤最多的那个

淋病和乃贝畜哪个战斗力更强？他们是一伙人的不同形态吗？

黄嘉琪都是好人啊这时候还帮着李姐陈姐训粉

分享《无礼的掌礼官上野介》博尔赫斯《恶棍列传》中的一篇，原形是四十七浪人的故事。恶棍列传相比于他其他作品不那么玄，不靠繁杂的意象，单用平实的叙述也能给人震撼的体验。之前一直觉得黄嘉琪比起欧洲的骑士老爷更像是日本的武士，如果珈乐毕业了就成浪人了。这让我在过去很不喜欢这个粉丝群体，现在心情很复杂。。。

如果双尾彗星套皮vtb能达到什么样的高度？男皮和女皮分别讨论

兰音好强啊

去年11.2之前，乐系论坛也面临着低气压我不是不能理解现在晚系论坛的低气压但是现在你a手又跟我有什么关系呢

话说你们吃粽子蘸啥糖？蜂蜜？果酱？蘸白糖还是红糖

我有一妙计皇珈骑士没少辜负珈乐，不论是团推偏乐/乐唯/毒唯都没有让她在asoul过上好日子。具体到乐吧，干啥啥不行，冲乐第一名，她没有在乐吧留下活动的痕迹就毫不奇怪。绝对米线由素质决定，相对米线由立场决定。印象里你吧就是相当长时间里对于其他四个米线高于珈乐，紫色底边紫色肥狼随便喊，名曰“允许臊皮”；对其他四个铁腕高压，稍稍触摸就删。比起她本人更在乎自己这个“温暖大家庭”。要真想报复，就去当其他四家的粉丝吧！发挥自己低气压、pua主播的功夫吧，其他粉丝大过来先替主播反思。背刺她、辜负她让粉丝和主播都活的不痛快！

一它就是冒顿单于这qa这样子多长时间了，扇阴风点鬼火跟鸣镝似的先射死它的马，再射死它的爹

物哀丰饶之海珈乐死在了20岁松枝清显饭沼勋月光公主也都死在了20岁

深间不能窥智者不能谋

要是没有谜语人盒中盒该多好啊有些话你要说时想着大家都懂，憋回去时又看着大伙好像装不懂。说完结果却是有人叫好，有人缄口，有人说你多嘴，有人骂你放屁。你也不知道自己到底懂多少，也没法烧张符请个仙人给你站台。你找比你更懂的懂哥去问，第一个发不出来，第二个不告诉你。

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious 我感觉3姐比珈乐健康阳光的多她实在是为这个皮套付出的太多了，把自己的灵魂和生命力注入其中这下我跟三姐结婚也不会短命了，太好了

不知道为啥珈乐毕业给我一种曹丰泽去非洲的感觉

来说一说珈乐让你意难平的事吧可以是受到的不公平对待也可以无法弥补的遗憾对我来说是生日会后口水娃、读小作文、草莓与狼的节奏，虽然都是“小节奏”。这几个小节奏让我对贴吧的梁木至今无法消除

ZZZZZZZZ 我是个脑弹儿獭麻的昨天想跟其他四家粉丝签停战协定能好一些现在我必跟反踩珈乐的其他粉丝斗到底以妥协求团结则团结亡战斗到底路过的真正喜欢33的朋友敲个Z吧

我的一点私心是把虹之间冲上去 “倾斜的某种清净的结晶的断面，玲珑剔透，又像刹那间一闪即逝的彩虹。” 珈乐给我的印象一直是燃烧宝石一样的虹色闪光。求求各位再看一看这个被B站严重限流的视频吧，为了她也为了我们自己，这是我们与珈乐的最后的美好回忆。

请告诉我该怎么面对这周接下来的三场直播？我们在明处，运营在暗处，它还有牌呢。连架三场演者盾？我想都不敢想

回旋和冲都不对，赶紧润赶紧把热度降下来吧摆烂躺平润就是最好的选择了我太害怕反过来波及到33了，可能造成33与其他四人对立。骑士赶紧跟其他四家粉丝签停战协议，只要以后不被其他粉丝骂就行了呗。相信冲锋能让剩下4个人待遇提高就是相信鸡把太阳叫出来了企划迅速暴死对剩下4个可能不如让企划自然死亡

一点悲观情绪，我很担心皇珈骑士周报最开始叫珈乐周报，完全是尸体，整了个烂活霸屏快递柜现在又要冲企划希望周报不会以烂活开始又以烂活结束吧

问一下乃贝粉都是什么成分到底是独立的人还是拿钱的粉头水军摩托和四部首到底是什么？

不要斗争了，快润，快润！不要把自己变成冲蝗那样的闹剧

我不知道为什么有人觉得她们的生活还不错我不跟别人比，就跟我自己比，她们实在是太惨了。我爸送我进厂拧过一周螺丝，虽然受人照顾多一些，但是我觉得我过的比她们强。现在读个破研究生，上学期三周汇报两次，还是单独汇报，我都撑不住的。从她们的直播安排看，压力只会是我的十倍还多。

我剩下的只有害怕 asoul就是百鬼夜行街真獭嫲的白日见鬼了

我是失败主义，不是投降主义先不谈企划本事，单说我们自己，会不会变成冲蝗那样的闹剧？求求带哥萌告诉我吧。