"Everything is fate!" Zhao Fan's voice was unhurried, and he seemed calm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Li Mochou was stunned for a moment, and then corresponded to his own experience, everything was as Zhao Fan said.

"Everything is a cloud of smoke."

Li Mochou frowned.

"Everything is the beginning of no ending."

Li Mochou thought of his first encounter with Lu Zhanyuan.

"Everything is a fleeting pursuit."

Li Mochou's eyes were a little moist.

"There is no smile in all the joy."

Li Mochou smiled bitterly.

"There are no tears in all suffering."

Li Mochou remembered his stubborn struggle.

"All language is repetition."

Li Mochou nodded desperately.

"All interactions are reunions."

Li Mochou's eyes were deeply sunken.

"All love is in the heart."

Li Mo was stunned.

"Everything is in a dream."

Li Mochou remembered how he felt when he dreamed back at midnight.

"All hope comes with a note,

All faith carries a groan. ”

Li Mochou looked at Zhao Fan's face seriously.

"There is a moment of silence in all outbreaks,

All death has a long echo"

…

Quiet...

Li Mochou seemed to be holding his breath, and he couldn't bear to disturb the tranquility for a moment.

This poem was written by the poet Kitajima, who never stopped having a sore hand in his life, and who never believed in fate, his true feeling was deceived by fate.

That's why I wrote such a pessimistic modern poem.

I believe that when this poem is read out, it will resonate with many people, and there will always be that string plucked in my heart.

Li Mochou was stupid to listen to, although the format of this poem is a little strange, the language is a little plain, and it is popular, but the meaning contained in it can even be understood by the beggar disciples on the street.

"This poem is called 'Everything,'" Mr. Zhao said.

"Everything..."Li Mochou muttered, raised his smooth forehead, looked at Zhao Fan with Chu Chu's moving eyes and said, "Did you write this poem?" ”

"Of course!" Zhao Fan shamelessly admitted it.

This is probably the perfect consolation!

Write a poem for her! (Although I didn't do it myself)

And every sentence is so thought-provoking.

In short, now Zhao Fan and Li Mochou's positions must be standing together, and now I am afraid that Zhao Fan will believe everything no matter what Li Mochou says.

"You're right, everything is fate, everything is smoke, how can I, as a mortal, resist?" Li Mochou said lonely.

"But at least you're beautiful, you're strong in martial arts, you're much stronger than those mortals." Zhao Fan was suddenly a little worried, would it cause confusion in the world line because of the change of Li Mochou.

"Is that all the hope you said came with a note?" Li Mochou blinked at Zhao Fan and said.

Zhao Fan just wanted to say why the memory of beautiful women is so good?

Han Ying, who eats lobster in the 21st century, sneezed.

"Ahem... Actually, I still have a poem! Zhao Fan said.

"You say..."Li Mochou had eyes full of anticipation.

"Ahem..."Zhao Fan cleared his throat.

"Not all trees are broken by the storm!"

A trace of doubt flashed in Li Mochou's eyes.

"Not all seeds can't find the soil to take root."

Li Mochou was a little suspicious.

"Not all true feelings are lost in the desert of people's hearts."

Li Mochou was skeptical.

"Not all dreams are willing to have their wings broken!"

This sentence tugged at Li Mochou's heartstrings.

"No, not everything is what you say!"

Li Mochou was stunned for a moment, it was obviously you who said it just now!

"Not all flames only burn themselves and do not illuminate others!"

Li Mochou's heart trembled.

"Not all stars only indicate darkness and do not report the dawn!"

Li Mochou seemed to be wandering in his thoughts.

"Not all singing is passed by the ears and not left in the heart!"

Li Mochou's heart seemed to flow through a beautiful ballad.

"No, not everything is as you say!"

This time, Li Mochou felt that this same sentence was like a hammer hitting her heart.

"Not all appeals have gone unheard!"

"Not all losses cannot be compensated!"

"Not all abysses are perdition!"

"Not all perdition is overlaid on the heads of the weak!"

"Not all minds are trampled under their feet and rotten in the mud!"

"Not all the consequences are tears and blood, and not showing joy!"

Li Mochou was stunned by this long list of negations, and the sentences were like beautiful strong sounds, shaking his already disheartened soul!

"Everything in the present is pregnant with the future!"

"Everything in the future grows from yesterday!"

"Hope, and fight for it, please put it all on your shoulders!"

Bang!

Li Mochou only felt that there was a loud noise in the depths of her soul, which crushed her once disappointed heart.

Unlike everything before, this time it was different from her original position, but she tried to accept it, she was contemplating, everything she had thought was not everything!

"This poem is called "This is also everything"" Zhao Fan said lightly.

"This is Everything" is a hazy poem by Shu Ting, which is a response to Beidao's "Everything", and it is the most perfect response! He wanted to erect a peak of hope for the future on this wasteland, so that the surrounding fields and mountains would gather. Thus reinventing the hope of mankind.

"And that's everything, too?" Li Mochou repeated.

She was really stunned.

From her body, her flesh ran through her mind like a pool of stagnant water.

No, not everything is what you say!

It's like saying that not everything is what I thought it was!

She had thought that her heart was like ashes, and she never thought that it would come back to ashes.

But not all the singing is in the ears and not in the heart!

Zhao Fan's poems plunged Li Mochou's soul into a deep ocean, constantly wandering.

Not all appeals have gone unheard!

Not all losses cannot be compensated!

Is there a way to atone for all I do?

Li Mochou thought about the innocent people who had been killed by himself.

Not all abysses are perdition, not all perdition is overlaid over the heads of the weak!

Is he considered a strong person with strong martial arts?

In fact, my heart is fundamentally fragile.

Destruction is not targeted, the old man is actually very fair!

Not all minds can be trampled under their feet and rotten in the mud!

Everyone has their own stubbornness, not afraid of power, and refuses to give in.

Li Mochou's eyes couldn't help but be full of tears, and the last paragraph was deeply engraved in her heart.

All the present is pregnant with the future,

Everything in the future grows from yesterday.

hope, and fight for it,

Please put it all on your shoulders!

Suddenly, Li Mochou felt a rough hand on his shoulder. She wiped her tears, looked down, and saw Zhao Fan smiling, holding her shoulder, and he said lightly:

"Please put it all on your shoulders!"

Tears welled up in my eyes...