"The clear light of Wei Xue and the brilliance of the shadow knife at dusk are intertwined. At the moment when the swords met, the light released from each other dazzled everyone in the world. " That peerless amorous feelings can't be described by other words except this one. I realized for the first time that absolute strength is so charming. My heart fell completely in an instant.
Two people who have also experienced too many vicissitudes meet at the intersection of latitude and longitude of fate (fate is fate). Together, it is the pride of Jin Ge's iron horse and the slaughter of blood and rain all over the sky; The pride of having the right to climb to the top of the world is supported by the current difficulties. But they are clearly back-to-back combat partners, but they lack basic trust. Just, obviously care about each other, but always alert. Just, obviously in love, but more afraid of being hurt. Behind indifference and dignity are sensitivity, fragility and loneliness. As a result, two hearts passed by again and again, and estrangement and shadow grew in the invisible corner.
Alas, there are dragons and phoenixes among people. In the end, there was only a magic pavilion, leaving only a short and eternal legend like a meteor. This ending is different from the accusation of JJ.
Cruelty is even more inevitable. Xue Wei and Britain are indeed entitled to laugh at human stupidity.
Fortunately, Yan Ming looked at the full moon at the end of the article and gently called out, "Sister Jing". Happiness was within reach.
Ps: It's not that listening to other parts of Xuelou is not good. It's just that I knew the ending from the beginning, and legend is legend, so I can't continue. Occasionally, seeing the shadow of Ah Jing and the landlord in the field, even a little bit, is enough to make me happy for a long time. What I miss most is the original memory after all.
Ps Ps: "Blood Guard" has been bought, so kiss your family. Because there is no "snow in the wilderness", I was bitten by my angry kiss all over. As for "Flower Bell", it is silent. If the serious BS changes its name privately, it will think of a better compilation ~ ~
Blue city of the soul
When I first met Bi Cheng, it was not the first time I saw Cang Yue. Perhaps the brilliance of time and brightness is too dazzling, perhaps the ending of the young princess and prince is too happy, and Bi Cheng has never left any special impression on me who prefers the shock of tragedy (just say you can't hide the feelings of others). However, I fell in love with Li Shangyin's poems, and fell in love with the peace that seemed to be there.
Look again, it was caused by Sun's book review in the early morning. "It's terrible. Looking back, it was added from now on. What a new trouble!" Something important seems to be missing. So the green lantern turned yellow and had a cup of faint fragrant tea to relive.
Jingming, no, the moment when Lin Zhi held his head high and drank dust was thrilling. I have to admire JJ. He really works hard. "I just looked at you and forgot you." This sentence is very classic. Lin Zhi and Feng stared at each other as if they were separated from each other. What I can't forget is the physical injury, the heartache and the fetters that I can't get rid of. Love to the thick, it is such a taste.
When you swim in the water, you can't remember each other.
What's the difference between forgetting and not forgetting? After all, the existence of this feeling is real, and whether it is repeated or not, it cannot be changed.
But the impression of green is always a little bitter and disappointed, like the rain in the early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, which gently sings the sentences of a mountain, which is a taste that can only be carefully collected in my heart. ...
The fantasy world of Wu's soul
Somehow, I always feel that there are some shadows, intrigues and betrayals in this book, and the ugly side of human nature is completely exposed. Ni Kuang put it well, "Not in the end, from the beginning, they were already crazy".
Demonbane's son is a brilliant figure, with wide sleeves, blue sky and green grass, and singing in white in ice and snow. How lonely and lofty he is when he sings and walks! The white robe covers the ugly scar and hides the uglier truth in the invisible place. On a full moon night, killing is the only relief. Everyone says that he is superb in martial arts, he is bloodthirsty and crazy, and he is a madman with superb martial arts. There are so many awe-inspiring eyes behind me, but I don't know who I can tell full of grief and indignation.
Fortunately, there is a secluded meadow. The long silence in the dark is the only waiting when lighting the fire. The light of fireworks doesn't need to be too bright, just a little tenderness and a little trust is enough to warm each other.
But in such a big world, only this one is real, but there is no place to live. Light should not exist in darkness.
At the ancient pagoda in Leng Yue, the cold hand of the Tsing Yi woman brushed his forehead. "Come on, Yuan Shao, let's go out and watch the fireworks!" A falling white shadow in the gorgeous sky, can you catch their happiness? Perhaps, only in that fantasy country that only belongs to them can there be such a beautiful story.
On the other side of Wu's soul, Manzhu Shahua.
I'm afraid this can't be called an instant. To be exact, I cried from beginning to end, and I cried after watching it again. It's hopeless.
I can't help falling in love with the girl in red with big eyes when she smiles. At that time, BS proudly
Nangong is stupid. Where is it? It's obviously a small leaf in front of you.
The plot has been ups and downs all the way, and after several twists and turns, the deflection is reasonable. My heart is always firmly hung on the small leaves. My brother doesn't want me. Nobody wants me. Xiao Ye is an unwelcome child. In the dark moon palace, the small body is devastated, but there is a kind of strength to support it. Live and go home to see my brother. Finally, the coffin was sealed at the bottom of the holy lake, and my body stayed forever at the moment when the canopy fell in my heart.
When I returned to my hometown, things had changed. When Xiao Yu told the truth of that day in despair, she was confused for a moment. However, with the past confided coldly from the girl's mouth, no matter life or death, waiting for ten years only asks for one result.
The hesitation to destroy the soul, the determination to transform the spirit, and the magic held in the bare hands, are you really desperate?
Yue is kind after all.
Finally, Tian Zheng dropped his sword, and Scorpio saved the brother and sister because of the word "brother". Manzhu Shahua's blood spilled everywhere. Xiao Ye snuggled up in Tianzheng's arms like a child and smiled happily: "Actually, I came back ... just to ask you this sentence ..." (At that time, I did a shameful thing, got up and jumped into my mother's arms and cried, which almost scared my mother.
Feet).
Actually, I don't want much, that's enough. Even in the face of the fire of hell, I am fearless, because I have a brother who loves me and loves me.
Reading glasses in the snow Chapter VI
I voted for reading glasses without hesitation in the selection of "Top 10", but now I can't help but reiterate that "reading glasses" is indeed the most disgusting man in the world, Yu Dacheng. The most time was six times in the snow.
From Li Bihua's "Green Snake", I saw many rotten people along the way. Perhaps women writers are more accustomed to seeing the world with their own eyes. Hundreds of disarmed men, romantic and heartless lovers, and even infatuated women with broken hearts were all scribbled, but it happened that they were interpreted by a vegetation woman whose talent and appearance were not lost to Count D, but it seemed that all kinds of human beings were embraced in that small bronze mirror, and the silence on the sidelines clearly showed helplessness.
I still remember when I was young, so I fell in love with someone without hesitation, and I couldn't tolerate others to speak ill of me; Even times have changed, as long as you give a little care, you will be satisfied. Aunt Xi Juan was right. Girls are so easy to coax.
Song Lang? Song Lang! At the edge of Baisha Spring, Su Ying smiled sadly. What a white girl! What a wonderful sentence! What about telling the truth and seeing through the world? You don't have to wait until the end to understand. The authorities were fascinated. The same story, different protagonists, repeated in this world of mortals. Therefore, those exquisite hands that are no longer exquisite resolutely picked up the weapon of killing, in order to save themselves and to seek justice for the struggling daughter's family in this world.
In the end, Bai Luo still failed to save her, and he could only show the man's innocence in his own way. The snow in June, drifting through the eyes of passers-by, also falls into your heart and mine. I don't know what God thinks of me, but I believe she is innocent.
For the blood and tears of the whole world, when it comes to light.
Ps: Moon JJ is really eight ordinary cruel pinches. I just heard that "Flower Mirror" was going to be published, and I thought it was very promising to fill the hole, but I was rescued from my thoughts immediately, leaving eight fantasy spaces. 5555 ~ ~ is worse than Yingying. Take a broken blx and squat in the corner and draw a circle ~ ~ ~
Pojun, the Book of Liuhe Mirror (this is a long book, I really have the potential to be a bitch).
Finally, I wrote my giant porridge, Huan Yun Sama. Strange to say, I chased Pojun intermittently at that time, stopping two or three times. But when I started writing, those scenes flowed in my mind like silent movies, and I saw them clearly only yesterday. This seems to be the first article of my chasing the moon JJ, and I really miss it ~ ~
There are nine questions in Leng Yue. This stubborn boy leaps and flies in the vast desert, and the best major general of the empire is in a repressed silence, as if he were reborn.
Then I have to mention the song "Tago".
"Just a person's dance. However, gradually, in the darkness, there seems to be a strong and cool horse stepping on the clear autumn. Dancers in white are full of heroic spirit when they raise their hands and feet, and their eyes are staggered, which makes people afraid to stare. Combined with the posture of nine questions, Huan Yun only felt that a bowl of liquor in his chest was lit, which would burn out for a long time. The trampling of palms and feet and deep drinking are all carried out in the wilderness where the sand wind dances wildly. Like a rainy night of lightning and thunder, the iron horse galloped in Yuan Ye. "
Find out the long-forgotten "river" immediately after reading it.
Dance, relive the feeling of being alone in the middle of the night. Language, words, images, sounds, all elements converge at this moment, instantly sublimate into the warmest passion, and collide with the blood in the chest with a strong * * * sound, which is deafening (dizzy? )。 This is a pure shock that has nothing to do with gender (who dares to say that girls can't write imposing manner), transcending time and space and connecting reality and illusion. At this point, no more words. The extreme artistic conception of words is probably like this. (Khan ~ I seem so excited. However, at that time, I was dancing in front of the screen at 2: 00 in the morning, and my poor wooden floor was playing drums, like a carnivorous gorilla in heat, so I spit on myself and cried to death @※ $% @%! Dollars & # #? * & amp^$)
The harsh voice of Jiao Ren's puppet is disturbing. Major General did not hesitate to choose "only to keep the only light and heat in his heart." How can such a child who refuses to give up in order to survive, such a child who is persistent and firm in order to master, make people feel distressed?
A Yan's dead moon JJ
It's more sensational, but it seems that rice is sensational and busy. At that time, it was something that killed people in the jar. The public is angry and wants to break the suspect Hunan University into eight pieces. The eyes of slaughter are red, and I think of the moon JJ.
I started writing about God's right in the middle, which was really depressing for a long time. Fortunately, it didn't turn into a pit, which is a lifetime benefit. Later, the massacre was also yellow, and the profile description was not very enjoyable. I declare that I have absolutely no intention of provoking an argument about Hunan and the value of all beings on paper. This is purely self-venting, and I want to quarrel. )
In the empty tomb, facing the cross-examination of Princess Kongsang, I made a request in such a focused and dreamy tone. The words I used for the first time touched a soft place in my heart, and the long-suppressed tears burst their banks and poured out instantly.
In the distant time and space, in the face of the turbulent mainland and the iron age, everyone's strength is small, even with his bare hands, he can crack the seahawk. But when you have faith, or use a classic word, you have "what you want to wait for", even if it is only an ethereal possibility, it will become stronger (only mentally, the gap in strength is objective). So, here, there is no right or wrong. It can only be said that everyone is sticking to their beliefs and exists between heavy reality and true feelings. Rain or shine, every one of them deserves respect. Watching them grow up, we also smiled and blessed them. Our own, isn't that it? The reason why JJ's words attract many eyeballs lies in its charm.
Later, I heard from my mother that I was actually laughing all that night.
Hehe, silly boy, what a silly boy.
I have always liked that kind of painful happiness (or gloating), but this time, I really hope he can have a happy ending. Huan-erh stood side by side with Master on the top of Mustag Mountain, looking up at the rising sun in Ran Ran. I'm sure it will.