This is a wide river, where the water is turbulent, the waves are surging, all around is flat land, and there are a few rare small mounds, it is even more unique that he has a sense of uniqueness, this big river is in the moat of the imperial capital, he is the only way to enter the imperial capital, at that time the ancestors of the Qing Empire were interested in this river can resist the invasion of the enemy, so the capital of the empire was set here, he not only ran through the territory of the entire Qing Empire, but also protected the imperial capital, became the second line of defense of the empire, so the ancestors named it the mother canal。

Of course, the land is fertile, the water transportation is also quite good, not to mention that there is a famous attraction here.

At this time, the sky was snowing heavily, the earth was covered with a thick white veil by him, the wind on the ground was constantly roaring, and the river in the river was even more unwilling to fall, opening his wide mouth and roaring vigorously, and the flying snow in the sky seemed to be not far behind, quickly inciting his angelic wings, constantly spinning and flying in the air, and this place seemed to have become a paradise for the three of them.

A teenager suddenly broke their cheerfulness, and he ran so hard that he didn't want them to spend time in happiness, as if he wanted to break the cheerfulness of this place by all means, and then all three seemed to complain that the boy had broken their cheerfulness, and the wind opened his huge hands and fanned the boy's body, and the waves opened his wide mouth and cursed angrily, and the snowflake stretched out his giant-like fist and beat the boy, as if to vent all their grievances on the boy, and the boy finally couldn't stand their toss and was pressed to his knees, and his head was pressed into the snowdrift。

However, it seemed that the young man was not willing to be bullied by them like this, and he also used his remaining strength to raise his fists that were clenched as steel and pounded the snowflakes downward, and sure enough, his steely fists soon knocked the snowflakes in the ground into two big holes.

It may be that Lang Shui is not used to seeing him bullying Xuehua like this, and even opened his mouth a little more wide, and vented all his anger, as if it was because his throat was too small to make much noise, so that the young man did not hear it, he was angry, he tried his best, and used all his strength to roar and scold, the young man finally heard it, and he seemed to want to compete with him.

"Ahh Yes... Yes... Ah, I'm not reconciled, I'm not a waste, I'm not, no, I'm definitely not. The boy also used all his strength to roar against the waves.

At this time, the wind seemed to seize this opportunity, as if it would not let him go, and greeted the young man with all his might, as if he must be convinced this time, but no matter how hard he tried, he still did not put him down, but tired himself down, and the young man still roared vigorously, as if he wanted to compare with them whose grievances were greater, and who was more able to break through the sky with anger, and in the end it was the boy who won, and he defeated all his opponents with his anger and resentment.

"I, Li Aocheng, originally wanted to achieve a lifetime of fame, dominate one side, step on iron filings, and gallop on the battlefield, but I didn't expect that in the end, all this would become a rain and smoke, I am unwilling, unwilling. ”

"Heaven has created me, why do you torture me so much, am I so unbearable and so eye-catching in your eyes? You have created a successful me, why do you want to create a failed me, do you think that my young heart is so easy to be tossed? Why? Why? Do you really think you are the master of this world?" Li Aocheng kept pointing at the sky and roaring angrily.

It all came so suddenly, he didn't have any preparation at all, he couldn't bear the result at all, he was a flower growing in a greenhouse, he couldn't withstand the fear of a storm coming, and he couldn't withstand his blowing.

The cold wind, the snow, and the waves all seemed to have discovered the sorrow and injustice of the young man, and they all rose up to sympathize, and they all surrounded him one after another, constantly comforting him.

"Ah, is this the end of my dream of being a strong man? Is it that I am going to spend my life in the ordinary? Is it that I am destined to be mediocre all my life? Is it that everything I have pursued is just to be abandoned? Is it true that I have a genius-like talent? Is it all a dream? Is it all like a bubble? No, no, no, because I am Li Aocheng, I am Li Aocheng, I am Aocheng. ”

At this time, the sky gradually became darker, but everything here has not changed, the wind, snowflakes, and waves are still comforting him, constantly decomposing the trauma of his soul for him, the sky seems to see no one to share everything for him, and praises his old face, becoming so gloomy, so gloomy and terrible, God feels that all this is nothing remarkable, why does he still abuse himself.

But all this is a heavy blow to Li Aocheng, all this not only shattered his dreams, but also shattered his self-confidence, shattered his past vigor and his unique temperament, now he has no past light, lost the color of the past, he is now so vicissitudes, so haggard, as if he has suddenly become old, his face is pale, and his eyes are full of bloodshots.

He seemed to know that it was already dark, and he couldn't go if he didn't leave, and when he thought of going home, he thought of his mother's kind face, who was waiting for him home with an anxious face, and his father's serious and fatherly face, and then the smiling faces of his brothers.

When he thought of this, he really didn't know what to do, how to face their disappointed expressions, he didn't dare to think about all this, he didn't want to go home, he didn't want to face everything, he just wanted to escape, but he thought of his mother and father's expressions of waiting for him at home, he didn't want to escape, he didn't want his relatives to worry about him, he was very entangled now, what should he do, how to face it, where to go.

He slowly left the mother canal with his head down, his body seemed to fall apart, and he walked staggeringly, like a ten-year-old man. Looking at his vicissitudes of life and his scattered hair, it seems that the snowflakes, the waves and the wind are sighing for him.

With Li Aocheng's departure, the sky here quickly darkened, as if he was afraid that Li Aocheng would return again, although the night was shrouded here, but this place was still a lively paradise, but there was no previous cheerfulness, as if it had lost its vitality, just casual play, only with an incomparable coldness