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 in the soul, the desire has hollowed out all the luck in fate, it will eventually walk on the same path as the nightmare, the loss seems to no longer find a gap to hide, it has already predicted a happy ending in the pessimistic consciousness.

General Bing Qianjian was extremely indignant when he learned that the monarch Jiang Xiyuan sentenced the woman to be beheaded, and he decided to call on the people of the country of water abyss and the son of the country of fire spirit to work together to subvert the rule of the dictatorship, some of the people were willing to join the ranks of the uprising, and some of the people continued to choose to remain silent.

After several 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, and 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 face the battle of life and death bravely......

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 measure their own value, bravely break the weak corner, in the rational will reveals a sweet taste, the coiled vines exude a sweet taste, in the psychedelic of Chunhui, extending the length of the soul。

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 big 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 had no choice but to pick up their weapons and plunge 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 opened bright petals, the general Bing Qianjian ordered all the people to retreat to the original position, and 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 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 and announced the end, wisdom chooses to give up the tragic contest in order to harvest the wisdom of the distance, when wisdom has set one difficult trap after another, the reckless stubbornness has actually handed over power to let justice rise, the comfort chooses to avoid the bloody killing 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 waited 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 Water Abyss and the Land of Fire Spirit threw away their weapons and fled back to their original positions, some of them sat on the ground gasping for breath, some checked their wounds, and General Bing Qianjian saw the soldiers rushing towards them with arrogance, he immediately asked the cavalry hiding in the ground to cut off the pillars supporting the plain, and one after another the plains shook and collapsed, and the soldiers fell into the deep ditch one by one 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 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 soldiers 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 forced away the rancid stench of the residual leaves......