Chapter 155: The Secret of Dawn (4)
The station of love has witnessed the birth of happiness and the death of happiness, when the long journey has washed away all the lead, the warmth has become more and more indifferent, the pendulum of time may have obtained a kind of reincarnation in the gap of love, the light and shadow of the dream illuminate the integrity of the body and the fragmentation of the soul, when the colorful color rushes into the eyes and makes the dream sink layer after layer, the sad twilight may have replaced the beauty of the morning light and spread out to the unknown distance.
Love doesn't get the happiness and sweet dreams it wants, nor does it find the distance it wants to go, everything is like a lie made up by itself to show itself, wanting to be simple but forever indulging in the abyss of pain, unable to see other people's faces and unable to see their own faces.
The roses in the dream are soaked in pearl tears, in the cracks of reality, they are distorted by desire, the appearance of the disappearing posture fades, the charm of the eyes buries the glory of the past into the vicissitudes of the future, simple happiness wants to gather all the happiness but finds that the happiness no longer exists, the drenched sky accumulates the darkness before the dawn, and the heavy undercurrent swallows every inch of land. Everything seems to be running but the result is zero, obviously touching the corners of love but things are wrong, it turns out that nothing is eternal, time has always been so ruthless, I don't feel deep love, I only feel forgetful.
Jin Jianmo, the prince of the Land of Moon Springs, led his servants and ministers to the Land of Flowers to marry the princess, and their guard of honor crossed the low horizon from the moonlit spring to the flowery grass, and the Land of Moon Springs disappeared in the change of light and shadow as the figure elongated, and the country of flowers shone in the alternation of goodness and beauty through the fragrance of the stamens.
The prince of the country of moon springs has not yet arrived in the land of brocade has heard the call of the bird, he feels that he has released the bird in the depths of his heart and entangled with it, the taste of happiness is filled with strange and familiar faces, can not see the joy and sorrow can not see the joy and sorrow, the princess of the country of the brocade is still staying in the castle of the country of brocade waiting for the disillusionment of the dream, the gentle tears wet the gorgeous wedding dress so that the torn love can not find a shoulder to rely on, maybe life is destined from the beginning can only win joy in pain, but this joy can only stop in the distant sky and look up quietly and can not touch......
The golden waves of wheat are piled up layer by layer, looking forward to the sweet taste in the harvest season, the sharp sickle wanders between the grinding stones, turning the sharp wheat mangs into plump particles, the crystal snowflakes solidify into an iceberg, looking down on the transparent mist in the vast ocean, and the blood-red flame smears every snowflake, so that the emotional temperature is prolonged.
Empty love is full of the other side of life, and it is impossible to distinguish what is true and what is false, the game of thrones plays with weak wills so that the eyes cannot see what is right and what is wrong, the arrival of happiness may be to correct the impulsiveness and loss of the past, and a secret that is unwilling to be revealed corrodes the back in the twilight so that the true love can be found without a trace.
Jin Jianmo, the prince of the country of moon springs, gave the gold and silver jewelry he carried with him to the monarch of the country of flowers as a bride price, the king of the country of flowers and brocades, Lan Zixin, looked at the treasures in front of him but frowned slightly, he knew that his daughter's happiness was not worth mentioning compared to these treasures, trembling tears flickered in his eyes, so that the voice of love could not be moved, the prince of the country of moon springs vaguely felt the thoughts of the king of the country of flowers, he instructed his servants and ministers to decorate the inside and outside of the castle into the appearance of a temple, although the king of the country of flowers was still full of sorrow, but he could only show joy on his face, a humble promise dragged happiness into the abyss of emotion little by little。
The prince of the country of moon springs said goodbye to the king of the country of flowers and brocade and walked slowly to the princess's bedroom, he saw the fiery red lanterns reflecting the warm sun in the distance and illuminating the dark place, the princess blue diamond tears sat on the bed and wore a gorgeous wedding dress, her teeth clenched her lips on the edge of the cliff of true love to pin the last bit of hope to dawn, the prince of the country of moon springs pushed open the door and bowed deeply, he put the rose wreath in his hand on the princess's head, the princess looked at the prince indifferently and did not know whether to feel happy or unhappy, she just sat quietly in place and let the petals of the rose bloom and wither......
The icy blue sky soaked into the sea water and baked a few beautiful petals, when the dawn quietly woke up, whether the scars of the heart had been smoothed by the fragrance of flowers, the fiery red flames repelled the heavy haze, let the purple bells hear the distant voice, and when the dream was clothed in the silver gray of the stars, whether the power of love was fragile and vulnerable.
Everyone wants to fantasize about another love when they get one love, and when the love in front of them is broken, they will not fall into the bottom of the pain, but time will tell him that the love he plays with is destined not to last long, and a small loophole will make the injured person suddenly wake up, and he is not sad because the person who plays with others may be being played with by another person.
Princess Blue Diamond Tears sat in the carriage under the protection of Lan Zixin, the monarch of the country of flowers, and several maids followed the princess to the country of Moon Springs slowly, and the prince of the country of Moon Springs, Jin Jianmo, ordered a part of the servants to accompany the carriage, and ordered the minister to walk in front of the congested crowd to make way for a road, the grand guard of honor twisted into one circle after another in the afterimage of the rose, and the bright flame of light slipped into the dark stream and dyed the broken moon half-bend, and the steps of happiness did not follow because of the condensation of love, it hid in the gloom of dusk to find the will that had long been lost。
The prince of the country of moon springs rode a black horse at the back of the guard of honor, he saw the fragrance of roses wafting into his nostrils to warm his heart, but when the fragrance of flowers turned into the rancid stench of smoke and dust little by little, he seemed to perceive the mist that can never be thought out of love, the king of the country of flowers brocade still stood outside the city and looked at the guard of honor far away, he understood that his decision might ruin the happiness of his daughter's life, but the pointer of fate has already walked in the time and space tunnel between the past and the future, and he can't change himself and can't change the burden imposed on him by the nightmare......