"Listening to the sound of this rain, it is like a sad song, pouring rain, when it lands in the world, will you ever think that it is so lonely!"

Walking in the dark time, loneliness is too long, when you think that some people or the world have changed, in fact, it is not that people or the world have changed, but that the scene in front of you is different or just the mask of nature has fallen off.

The turbulent years, the sad and sad world, the phoenix eyes and red lips, the rouge and tears, in the troubled times, the heart and heart of the people were sophisticated, and they were taken away when she died.

The blood-red tears melted her miserable eyes, the only remaining makeup was also mixed at that moment, the warmth and pain of memories were intertwined in the second layer, she looked at the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, and regretted the words and jokes of people.

There are dreams in the distance, but there is nothing but oneself in the distance, and the farther the place, the more lonely it is! The farther the world, the colder the heart.

A little memory of the past, I still hate and hurt in my heart.

Raise your hand, if you want to grasp the heaven and the earth, you have to rotate the sun, moon and stars.

I once wanted to break the past in my heart, no longer mention the old dream story, there is no medicine in life, the great wilderness has been stormy, and the troubled times are no longer ruthless.

At that time, the mountains and rivers were thousands of miles away, the fate was shattered, and the wind was dancing and floating.

The Li people, the chaos of the hundred wildernesses, the order of the warriors are like chess pieces, falling in thousands of miles of foreign lands, the great wilderness is chaotic, the world suffers, and struggles to endure the ruthless play of the "gods".

That year, the years went as usual, and the dreams were the same. After a few years old Li Wei was abandoned by his biological mother, he entered the stage of the Great Wilderness World alone.

It was also at that time that there was no longer any worry about the Li people in the world, and there was one more worry in the great wilderness of the human world.

At that time, fate was like a cloud, fate, but the day was precarious, and it was already content to eat some food in the stomach. That's so much hope now.

The life of exile, the lonely and helpless, often bullied, even people of the same age laughed at her, and one day she became angry and stood under the scorching sun, and let the flames burn, and she swore that one day she would shine like the sun in the heavens.

Although Emperor Yan is a woman, his bloodiness and iron bones are not inferior to any wild man.

That's when she met the most important person in her life, and her fate changed.

At that time, the priest walked up to him, and when he looked up and saw the scene, he understood in his heart what was happening. There was a little pity in his eyes, and a few sighs in his heart.

He scolded his followers, and invited Emperor Yan to dine with him, delicious food, long-lost happiness, and finally fell asleep peacefully in his arms.

In my dream, I saw my mother, and the warmth that I had forgotten flowed in my heart again, and I was attached to this feeling. Warm, fragrant.

The innocence of childhood makes the affection also deeply planted at this moment, which is accompanied by the memories of myself to the present, and may eventually run through the life of "people".

He knew that Emperor Yan didn't want to cultivate, and he never tried to change, nor did he ever blame himself.

With him is Liyue, by coincidence, this is his sister, and the name was also given by himself at his behest, and that time was really happy.

Looking at the two children in the wilderness, he smiled carefree, shedding inexplicable tears, he once stretched out his hands and wanted to wipe the two lines of coldness, but he refused.

In his story, for the first time, he longed for heroes and strong people.

Since then, he has held the belief of "I want to be a hero" day and night, and I asked him for advice on the method of cultivation, but he was ruthlessly rejected before entering the door.

In the end, I still lie on the wall and see him teaching others. Xiao Yue'er was willing to come forward and begged for herself for a long time, but later she was unsuccessful.

......

It's really fickle, like a feather, fluttering and drifting and not knowing where to fall. It is also the fate of the great wilderness.

Early rising, late at night, voyeurism...... The years go as usual, the days pass day by day, the obsessive dream is deepened day by day, and even if it is powerless, it refuses to give up. Even if he is long gone.

"I was originally a dream flower, not snow in the world. ”

Is it really because he wants to be a hero? Yes or no, maybe subconsciously, I want to be a hero!

I hope to be a man with dignity. It seems that tears are only possessed by women, and the protection obtained in that way is too fragile.

On the path of silent cultivation, only then can one vent one's helplessness and incompetence, and oneself can forget one's own gender and one's own weakness.

Once, she watched the tribe she helped her fall apart, the fire burned everything she had again, and everything returned to darkness, and she still couldn't get out of her own memories. ”

She turned and fled, avoiding everything she saw in front of her, and seeing the fire burning through the sky, and the lives were gone in an instant, she picked up her spear in her anger, and rushed into the boundless forest with her head buried in it.

Step by step, away from the struggle in his ears, until blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the blade pierced into his body again and again.

Suddenly, I was scared and realized. "Where is Yue'er," she shouted, word for word, as she reflexively rushed into the flames, looking for the most important person, albeit terrified.

"I'm going to be a hero, I'm going to be strong. ”

Since then, after this incident, Emperor Yan's psychological cognition and eyes have a preliminary world view.

If growth comes at a price, then the price of losing one's life, the hell of blood and tears is too miserable.

The fate of the world is like this, and you can't write and act by yourself. The road that I am desperately running forward on is not all good, and there is a lot to lose.

Fate is impermanent, what role should it play in the great wilderness world. For a while, I can't distinguish between male and female, and sometimes I can't even tell whether the world in my eyes is true or false.

She longed for another reunion, to return to that warm embrace again, and shouted like madness: "I want to see him, I want to see the world as he sees it." ”

After Yue'er heard this, she smiled angrily, thinking that she was: "Crazy." ”

Seeing that Yue'er was very angry, after she apologized, she still went to sleep with her unattainable dream.

But for Liyue, he is just a dispensable person, whether he is there or he is not there, has never been important to him.

And he is out of his mouth, no matter how much he is false to himself.

Emperor Yan's stupidity for that affection, she will not understand it no matter what, and she will never understand it.

And this is destined to be like a dream, yes, the past is like a dream, and when there is no reunion, it is destined that this deep affection will be hidden from the past and the future.

"This dream. "The dreams are not clear, and the cycle is constant.

People's hearts are fickle, and only memories remain. The hand that raised just like that wanted to hold something. What kind of path do you want to blaze a trail?