"Like me

Love is endless.

A thousand leaves.

Empty chant rhyme.

Xi Yao.

Don't know how far and near you are.

Spring and autumn.

I hope to break off the letter of the world.

The love of a lifetime.

Trapped through the ages.

Biluo Yellow Spring.

Gu Ying didn't ask.

The earth is desolate and hated.

Inch broken branches.

Turned into acacia embers.

The end of the world is close at hand, don't forget it.

She loves Fei Peng deeply, but Fei Peng is not willing to be lonely in the peace of the world. In the end, they couldn't stay together.

She is lonely and serene.

Completely different from Fei Peng's high-spiritedness, she admires his spirit, but also worries that his anger is too heavy and will hurt herself.

Now that you are in the dust, we are all alone.

Will you forget me Xi Yao? So she created Yukimi out of the holy fruit......

After a thousand years of waiting, she finally saw Fei Peng again

Unfortunately, he is no longer his ...... He will never come back

Xi Yao is infatuated and selfish, and she does not hesitate to violate the rules of heaven, just begging him to be accompanied by someone and not to forget her.

Xi Yao played by Yang Mi gave people a stunning feeling at the beginning.

Xi Yao's duty in the Divine Realm is to take care of the sacred tree that nourishes the Heavenly Realm.

Xi Yao spends all year round on the top of the Divine Tree, controlling the Holy Light needed for the growth of the Divine Tree according to the vitality of the Six Realms, so that it grows luxuriantly and does not wither all year round, while Xi Yao does not have a moment to rest and rarely has time to come out.

Fei Peng occasionally went to the Divine Tree to look for her, and after being injured in the battle with Chonglou, he also asked her to heal her injuries, so that she did not forget how to speak.

After getting along, Xi Yao fell in love with Fei Peng, but Fei Peng did not say whether he liked Xi Yao or not.

Xi Yao didn't have the courage to ask Fei Peng, because the two were gods, and Xi Yao felt that there would be countless days to stay together.

When Xi Yao learned that Fei Peng's private duel with Chonglou was known by the Divine Realm and that Fei Peng was relegated to the mortal world and entered reincarnation, she regretted that she didn't stop Fei Peng.

When Feipeng went to the lower realm, Xi Yao kept thinking about Feipeng.

Later, the sacred tree, which bears only one fruit in 10,000 years, actually bears two fruits.

The fruit of the sacred tree is the property of the Emperor of Heaven and should not be used for personal use. Xi Yao, who has always been obedient, secretly concealed the next one, took the fruit as her heart, the branches and leaves as her body, and took herself as a model, and created another woman (Tang Xuejian), and threw herself into the lower realm with the jade pendant that Yue Lao gave her. The last time Xi Yao stayed with Fei Peng again, it was Sedum wearing General Fei Peng's battle suit, which contained the memory of Fei Peng's four hours, and it was only four hours, and they sat silently under the sacred tree. It's quiet, but it's eternal.

It was the last moment of General Feipeng's existence, but it was all given to Xi Yao.

All in all, Xi Yao is tragic, in fact, she can wait slowly until Feipeng returns to the heavenly realm, and she doesn't have to take risks, but who would have thought that a woman in love!

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Therefore, Yang Mi just finished reading this part, and he was still a little unsatisfied, and said: "Eh, it's a bit anticlimactic, I feel that this story should be quite sad." ”

Although a lot has been written in this, there are still many questions that have not been explained, such as why you came to the God Realm, and the final ending, etc.

All of this fueled her curiosity.

"How is it?" Sister Mi ......," Xu Youmeng said at this time.

"Ah...... What?"

"Dizzy, of course I want to ask you if you agree?"

Yang Mi was a little surprised, "No, I thought you were playing?"

"Who said it was playing. Xu Youmeng's eyes were white.

Yang Mi didn't continue to answer, but thought for a moment and said, "So, Li Xusheng really said that?"

Xu Youmeng said without hesitation: "Of course!"

Yang Mi: "Uh→_→"

She was still a little difficult to digest, and she couldn't figure it out, and she was a little confused!

"But ......"

"Don't do it, since you want a question, it's better to ask Brother Li, don't you understand!" Before Yang Mi could continue, Xu Youmeng interrupted.

Hearing this, Yang Mi still thought for a moment, and then nodded and said, "Okay!"

Tian Cong Yun retro ashes uvu do not care

In this world, there are a few things that can be done if you have a will.

Flowers bloom, birth, old age, sickness and death, the laws of nature, Lu Dongxuan is a fairy-like character, so he can jump out of the five elements and break such rules, but we are not immortals, there are no immortals in this world.

When the elders were seriously ill, we stayed in front of the hospital bed, watching the elders pass away, unable to do anything.

When a friend had an accident, we held the receiver of the phone, listened to the bad news coming from the phone, and wept silently, unable to do anything.

When our parents were old, we looked at the gray hair between their sideburns and the wrinkles on their foreheads, and secretly clenched our fists, still unable to do anything.

Our whole lives are driven by time to miss, miss, and miss again, repeating the powerlessness of doing nothing over and over again.

How many times in the dead of night, I imagined that I was the god who ruled the universe, who could turn things around, turn life and death upside down, but every morning when I woke up, the sunlight that came in through the window would transform into a cold spear, piercing my dreams that I didn't know what to call them.

In the past, people have taken the yellow crane to go, and the yellow crane tower is vacant here.

I can't be Lu Dongxuan, I can only envy Lu Dongxuan.

And when I saw Xu Fengnian and the old sword god going all the way south, people blocking and killing, Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, completely ignoring the rules and morals of the world, completely reckless, and even killing 2,600 people under King Guangling by the Guangling River for a trivial matter in the end, I would feel ridiculous and even more angry.

No matter how big the rivers and lakes are, there must be a margin.

If there is a margin, there must be a square scale and moral rules, but Xu Fengnian went south, and the later he went, the more I couldn't see where the scale was and where the rules were.

The princess will rob when she says she will rob her; Longhu Mountain will make a grudge when she says she has a grudge; Guangling has 2,600 iron cavalry, and she will kill if she says she will kill it, regardless of the consequences.

I really can't think of why the author wants Xu Fengnian to make enemies on all sides so irrationally, after all, Fengnian is not a straw bag in the book, in the face of Cao Changqing, he can give up Jiang Ni, and in the face of Longhu Mountain and King Guangling, whose power is obviously above Cao Guanzi, he has to fight to the death?

I think it's ridiculous because it's a bit unreasonable, and it's a little bit disappointed in the book, so I'm angry.

But now that I think about it, it's not necessarily me who is ridiculous.

People who don't get out of the rules of the world will always be jealous of those who are not comfortable with these rules and can be mavericks.

I laughed at Feng Nian, who didn't know the rules and didn't know reason, maybe I was jealous.

When I am struggling to walk in the world, limited by a legal provision in the east and a moral code in the west, and the space for free movement is getting narrower and narrower, how can my dirty heart allow a guy like Xu Fengnian to act recklessly in this world without restrictions?

I was jealous, but I was even more angry, and what made me angry was that not only could I not be as unbridled as Feng Nian in reality, but even in my own dreams, I was often limited by all kinds of shackles I set for myself, when I was a child, I wanted to be able to fly freely in the sky like a bird, but when I grew up, I couldn't even imagine my high-flying posture in my dreams, just because the social framework, regulations, and morals had poisoned me too deeply, so that I couldn't extricate myself from such a predicament. How can I not be angry about it?

Read word by word, chapter by chapter.

Take a look at the stories in the book and think about your own upbringing in reality.

Compare things to things, and compare hearts to hearts.

A book of "Welding Knife in the Snow", two hundred chapters, turns out to be the interweaving of old dreams and reality, the rivers and lakes are wrapped in the fetal movement of society, and the old dreams are mottled with reality.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, in a dream, I don't know if he turned into a butterfly, or the butterfly changed into himself; I read the snow, people in the book, for a while I can't tell whether I have become a happy and vengeful knight, and can finally breathe the breath of freedom between heaven and earth, or the old knight through time and space to become me, in this real world everywhere is limited, but can only secretly recall the scenery of the original sword walking in a quiet place.

It turns out that I have always lived in my heart a chivalrous man.

There is a chivalrous man living in everyone's heart.

Why don't the men take Wu Hook and collect Guanshan Fifty Prefectures.

Please go to Lingyan Pavilion temporarily, if you are a scholar and a marquis?

The chivalrous man in Li He's heart is a general who hangs a horse on his waist, and the light horses under his command are lined up, and only a hundred people dare to beat the sharp edge of the 100,000 army.

But in reality, he is just a scholar, and he resigned due to illness not long after his career, and finally died of depression.

Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming back to blow the horn company camp.

Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound.

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt.

But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death.

Poor white happens!

The chivalrous man in Xin Qiji's heart must be the commander of an army who is thousands of miles away in the midst of strategizing, leading a strong army to pacify ** and lay a big foundation for the motherland.

In fact, he was once very close to such a dream, but he was constrained by the incompetence of those in power, and his great talent could not be displayed, so he could only get drunk and pick up the lamp and sigh "poor white happening".

Whoever forsakes me will not remain in the day of yesterday;

Those who disturb my heart will have many troubles today.

The long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles, and you can be a tall building for this.

Penglai's article is built on the bones, and Xiao Xie is clear in the middle.

All of them want to fly with great joy and want to go to the blue sky to see the bright moon.

Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful.

Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats.

Perhaps, the chivalrous man in Director Li's heart means more.

It turns out that in the end, the chivalrous man in everyone's heart is the person he can never become.

I can't get rid of the burden on my back, I can't wipe the burden in my chest, and I can't bear the fetters I suffer.

We are laymen, we are mediocre, we are struggling to survive in the world, we live the most ordinary life in the most ordinary way, hate, repent, anger, unwillingness, and then accept fate.

In fact, this is not shameful, this world is so realistic, if we want to live safely, healthily, we must learn to abide by the rules of the world, even if sometimes we have to do something against our will, even if sometimes we need to break our teeth and swallow blood, but we must move forward.

However, the laity and the mediocre can also have their own dreams.

Our dreams cannot be defeated by the bone-eroding demon of red dust, and cannot be polluted by the big dye vat of society.

Because in the dream, we must be invincible knights, we are the protagonists of the world, only the protagonist of cheating, how can we lose to the protagonist of the rules?

Just like Feng Nian, who is constantly stepping on the bones of his opponent and approaching the peak step by step, how can there be Xu Fengnian who was beaten to the bottom of the valley and survived like a dog.

"Welding Knife in the Snow" is a dream of a layman and a mediocre, even the author of the book cannot be transcendent, and we who read the book cannot get rid of the quagmire of reality, so this book is a vulgar mortal Jianghu.

And Xu Fengnian is the chivalrous man on the rivers and lakes of the snow welding knife shop.

He is destined not to repeat the mistakes of Li Chungang and Hong Xixiang in love, nor will he fall at the peak like Lao Huang, let alone Gu Jiantang and lose in three points of timidity, he can not be consumed by the trivial matters of survival, not for the love of the market, and not because he can't find the right opportunity to worry about not meeting the right person, his life only needs to move forward, forward, forward.

He is a sword, a simple knife that walks proudly in a raging snowstorm, his edge is invincible, and his sword is invincible, so he doesn't need a scabbard.

Our dreams don't need a scabbard. ”

"Good (e)"

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"This book can be described as brilliantly written, with the charm of ancient texts, such as poetry and painting, and very yellow and violent humor!

That's right, I'm here to compliment the author.

The most obvious words, the words and sentences in the snow have the ingredients of classical Chinese, or nutrients, bits and pieces of words and words embellish the whole text, a kind of "low-key gorgeous" jumps in front of you!

In Director Li's work, there is not only the protagonist in the sky, I believe other readers have also seen it, and sometimes the author will even spend a long time explaining the background of a small person, the past and present of a cultural region, and even dozens of ways to eat a snack......

The embodiment of literature is intuitively reflected in the writing scene, the author wrote about the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, wrote about the thousands of hills and ravines in the northwest, wrote about the lonely goose desert →_→ remembered to practice the knife in the Wudang Waterfall, pick up stones in the lake→ _→ shake Kunlun in the herd, and realize the sword → in the battlefield ruins of Deng Jianshen and Tuoba Bodhisattva_→ in the Rouran Mountains "six years for a knife"...... In the Iron Gate Pass, the spring and autumn are cut in the spring and autumn, and the dead knot is solved by the death→_→ our readers remember more about the wonderful and energetic fighting pictures, and don't forget the small scenery descriptions above, the author writes the scene lyrically, and it is also the mood of the protagonist, understand the scenery, and better understand the hearts of the characters!

Director Li's snow made me seriously aware of the artistry of paving love with scenery!

The humor in the text, the witty humor of the voice, naturally there are many highlights!

Speaking of being very yellow and violent, the first thing that comes to mind is Wen Hua, whose mouth is full of our silk men's inner words!

Pinching the white-faced steamed buns, he asked Xu Fengnian if he didn't look like a big **→_→ like a little lady in the Red Mansion

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