The most dazzling leap, the city full of sunflowers, for your memorial! But there was no one to hold the sword, and the king brother never returned it.

The most is the scene of death, the world is silent, and you are miserable! But he has been looking for his brother for a thousand years, and his dream is fulfilled before he dies.

I like to be in front of the palace, the wooden cart that goes down the stairs, others are worried in the back, and I am at ease when I snuggle in the arms of the royal brother, and all the fears are in the back of my mind; The most tired of being in front of the battlefield, the tragic war song, Jin Ge Iron Horse took away Brother Wang, and he was worried, looking forward to the return of Jun; The saddest thing is in front of the magic sword, Brother Wang, who loves Jiangshan and loves his sister more, would rather die than let you sacrifice the sword...... The laughter with my brother in the past is all in front of you, he ruthlessly discounted your legs and didn't let you go on the expedition, you don't have hatred, more worry. When he returned from the war, he didn't have time to tell his brother and sister love, so he hurriedly parted. Hate, hate, you're not a seven-foot man. If it is a man, fighting on the battlefield with his brother, life and death together, wouldn't it be happy! The war is fierce, he can't burn his unwillingness, the country is broken, the family is ruined, he is alone with the invincible magic sword, he uses blood to witness the injustice of heaven and earth, and let tears pour his thoughts.

In the lock demon tower, next to the magic sword, holding the sunflower seed that has been around for a thousand years, the unwillingness in my heart has transformed into another cold but affectionate you. When you came out of the tower, when you met him again, I choked and burst into tears. A thousand years later, he had already drunk that bowl of Meng Po soup. You don't care, in your eyes, he is your eternal brother, in your eyes, so whoever hurts him is your enemy. With him, expose the frost and dew, cut the thorns, kill the dryad, break the fire ghost, take the thunder bead, and live and die together. It's a pity that he is not Longyang, he is Sedum, he still has Xuejian, and the world...... And you have done it!

It seems to be the same as thousands of years ago, life and death parted, but the unwillingness last time has turned into a dream come true this time. The heart incense is burning, and the red dust is misty and smoky. Who sacrifices the sword of love? Stab the Evil Sword Immortal obliquely! Cold as the moon, thin as a string, the wind is leisurely, and the kiss is soft, but it's a pity that it's too late. Like a father praising the day, like a moth to a fire, facing the sword of gods and demons, he resolutely left the red dust. Everything seems to you to be just a mirror, just a kind of bleak beauty. Thousands of years of experience, but the heart is a teenage girl. It's stupidity, it's chastity, everything turns to ashes. However, your long-cherished wish is fulfilled, and he can swing your sacrificial sword, slay demons, and still be with him.

Thousands of years of thoughts were weathered, buried thousands of years ago. The city is full of sunflowers, blooming thousands of years ago and continuing thousands of years later. The 10,000 sunflowers, dyed into the golden yellow of the heavens and the earth, are just like your smile, blooming and laughing. Heaven and earth are moved by your persistence and true feelings, and all fate, all waiting, have come to an end.

Time turns, what year is it today? Prosperous like yesterday, I can't hold who can see through it. Who made my heartstrings ring between your fingers, waking up from which time and space to tell this love. Only by being willing to forget the past can we keep time, and only by passing through the pain can we get close to eternity. Who is shouting in the red dust, and who is sighing for whom? The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but I am standing in front of you, and you don't know that I love you. The farthest distance in the world is not that I am standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you, but that you know that you love each other, but you can't be together. The farthest distance in the world is not that they know that they love each other, but they can't be together, but they can't resist this longing, but they have to deliberately pretend that they don't put you in their hearts at all.