The sorrow of dawn will not forever stop in the place where the sunset sinks and lose its strength, just as a turbulent ship will not forever drift in the middle of the sea and cannot return, just as the broken memory will not forever stir the fragments of failure and collapse faith, just as the wandering thoughts will never be able to open the chaotic complex and let reason fall, the painful scar will not be dripping with blood forever and will not see the day of healing, just as the abundance of material things will not forever forget the spiritual void and dig a dark grave. The happiness of the flesh is always short-lived, it is far less lasting than the happiness of the soul, the desire has emptied all the luck in fate, it will eventually go on the same path as the nightmare, the loss seems to no longer find a gap to hide, it has already predicted a happy end in the pessimistic consciousness. General Bing Qianjian was extremely indignant after learning that the monarch Jiang Xiyuan had sentenced the chivalrous woman to be beheaded, and he decided to call on the people of the Land of Water Abyss and the sons of the Fire Spirit Country to join forces to subvert the dictatorship.

After several major battles, the monarch Jiang Xiyuan suffered very heavy casualties, some soldiers still want to continue fighting, and some soldiers already have a war-weary mood, they discussed whether to fight with real guns or pretend to fight, and finally the soldiers chose to fight passively under the premise of ensuring that their lives were not harmed, the general Bing Qianjian knew the intentions of the soldiers, and his heart was full of gratitude, he wanted to use the weapons in his hands and the voice of the people to completely overthrow the rule of the monarch Jiang Xiyuan, there was no room for retreat, only to move forward bravely to face the battle of life and death... ...

The light disguises the sad side, under the joyful sky, reveals a fragrant taste, the blooming stamens exude a fragrant taste, admires themselves alone in the cold wind, friendliness soothes the corner of hatred, in the abyss of ignorance, reveals a bitter taste, the new green leaves exude a bitter taste, in the brilliant fireworks, the value of life is measured, the brave breaks the weak corner, reveals a sweet taste in the rational will, the coiled vines exude a sweet taste, and extends the length of the soul in the psychedelic of Chunhui。 Whether sorrow is true or false is always disturbed by appearances and loses its direction, hatred is always manipulated by feelings, there is no pain, weakness is good or bad, always pampered by pity and loses self-esteem, all good things are not necessarily worthy of soul reflection again and again, ugliness may have appeared in its original form where time is stagnant. General Bing Qianjian led the people of the country of water abyss and the country of fire spirit to fight a decisive battle with the soldiers of the monarch Jiang Xiyuan on the plain, they stood on the vast land, no one refused to act rashly, the monarch Jiang Xiyuan walked to the high platform and began to command the slaughter of the battle, his arm fell and ordered the soldiers to raise their swords to slaughter the cowardly people, the soldiers poured into the ranks of the people like a torrent, disrupting the peaceful situation, but some soldiers danced their swords and did not want to fight, and some soldiers simply threw away their weapons and began hand-to-hand combat.

The monarch Jiang Xiyuan quietly observed the battle situation and saw the clues, he angrily reprimanded that if the soldiers did not face the enemy head-on, then the military salary would be reduced by half, the soldiers reluctantly picked up their weapons and threw themselves into the real duel, only to hear the screams of pain cut through the golden clouds and slowly fall in the dream, the bleeding stumps connected to the hard armor in the rancid ditch bloomed bright petals, the general Bing Qianjian ordered all the people to retreat to the original position, the crazy soldiers followed closely behind as if to turn the blood-red dawn into a source of darkness......

When the light flame chooses to retreat to the back of the twilight in order to provoke a greater light flame, when the light flame burns into a warm tide again and again, the cold of the night has actually stopped at the front end of the dawn to announce the end, wisdom chooses to give up the tragic contest in order to harvest the wisdom of the distance, when wisdom has set up one difficult curtain after another, the reckless stubbornness has actually handed over power to let justice rise, and the comfort chooses to avoid bloody killings in order to pursue permanent peace, when peace disrupts the superficial strife and awakens the conscience over and over again, the bitter sea of desire has actually released itself and is waiting for redemption。 Happiness is either happiness without pain, just as pain is not without pleasure or pain, there is always a state of calm between them to restrain each other, so that happiness does not get the greatest pleasure and pain does not get the greatest pain. The people of the Land of the Abyss and the Land of Fire Spirits threw away their weapons and fled back to their original positions, some of them fell to the ground gasping for breath, some checked their wounds, and the general Bing Qianjian saw the soldiers rushing towards them with an arrogant attitude, he immediately asked the cavalry hiding in the ground to cut off the pillars supporting the plain, and one after another the plains collapsed like shaking mountains, and the soldiers fell into the dark deep ditch one after another and could not move.

Monarch Jiang Xiyuan didn't expect that his thousands of troops and horses would all fall into the trap, he hurriedly walked down from the high platform and fled back to his castle, the general Bing Qianjian knew that the blood-red sun had shown them the way in the sky, he led all the people and cavalry to chase after the remnants of the monarch Jiang Xiyuan's remnants of the army little by little to regain confidence, at this time, the flying remnants of snow did not bring any surprises to the defeated country, and the beautiful roses swayed with a heartfelt fragrance to force away the rancid stench of the residual leaves......

The darkness is caught in a desperate situation between two sides, whether it will transform into a world of light, whether the light overflows the whole pupil of the eyes, whether the soul is as warm as the outside world, gloom covers the tomb of death, whether new life has come, life resists the evil of the flesh, whether the soul has a better home, indifference tears the bond between time and space, whether to find the goodness of the original heart, whether the original heart holds up the wings of dreams, whether to choose to be strong again and again on the bumpy road. Sin is easier to win the favor of victory than justice, but it is also faster to decay, sweet dreams are easier to grasp material wealth than reality, but it is also fast to be poor, tyranny is easier to grasp the handle of power than freedom, but it is also quick to fall, God is always fair, the more you want to have, if you pull it tighter, it will lose quickly. General Bing Qianjian led all the people and cavalry to attack the castle of the country of water abyss, the ministers and servants in the castle took advantage of the chaos to steal a large number of gold coins and famous paintings, the monarch Jiang Xiyuan knew that he could no longer lead the soldiers to make a comeback, he was disheartened and threw away the sword in his hand and chose to commit suicide by throwing himself into the lake, the general Bing Qianjian drove away the defeated enemy soldiers and finally sat on the throne, he looked at the people and cavalry standing in the main hall after all, and the body of the monarch Jiang Xiyuan soaked in the water and could not stir up a ripple, only to see the snow-white foam clustered on the shore and could not find the path to rise to mid-air......