Chapter 8 The Rivers and Lakes Difficult to Read Sutra
The answer is naturally no, and it has nothing to do with right or wrong, because as long as Yue Izumo dares to agree with such a question, then he has already lost. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Naturally, Yuechumo can't lose, so he needs a melody to deal with such a confusing rivers and lakes.
The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, fate is always predestined in the dark, the pursuit of the perfect world seems to be only one step away, but the reality is unattainable.
In today's rivers and lakes, how many people have dreams to break into them, but in the end, how many people are buried in the rivers and lakes, and how many people return to their hometowns with a disgraced face. Born in such rivers and lakes, is there really any hope?
When you work hard for the so-called morality of the rivers and lakes, but behind you are villains with swords and swords. Is it really worth entrusting such pure feelings to such rivers and lakes?
"It's worth it, it's worth it!"
Yue Chuyun replied firmly in his heart, and at the same time, his thoughts flew in his head, if the rivers and lakes were like this, he would always be able to find a melody that was engraved in his heart, because in his heart, there are also such rivers and lakes, and there are legends in this kind of rivers and lakes.
is also a legend who appeared with a subwoofer on his shoulder, and what will never be forgotten is the gorgeous picture of him striding into the air and hitting more than a dozen dragons with one palm. Maybe it's fate, such a legend also has a melody that seems to be tailor-made for him.
Based on the principles of Buddhism, combined with the perspective of this hero's life experience and even the entire rivers and lakes.
Is it intrigue, chasing fame and fortune, or joys and sorrows, honor and disgrace, or the love of children?
Yuechuyun frowned, obviously immersed in such a question, if it was himself, how should he deal with himself?
Seeing this, Shuqi, who was not far away, was suddenly a little worried: "Senior sister, the first time Izumo senior nephew participated in the Qinxin Ceremony, I never thought that this group of uncles and uncles would be so hands-free, but now they are in trouble." ”
Allure chuckled and shook his head: "Don't worry, he will definitely be able to." ”
"Why?" Shuqi asked curiously.
"I don't know. The smile on the corner of Allure's mouth is still undiminished, "But I always believe that the apprentice will not be stumped so easily, with my understanding of him, he must be thinking about more than this one question, maybe he already understands how to answer it at this moment, but what he is thinking about now is what kind of problem he will encounter next, and then what kind of method he will use once and for all, which completely makes the senior sisters unable to argue!"
Shuqi was stunned, not because he could guess Yue Izumo's thoughts, but because he was shocked that his nephew had never been exposed too much in front of his junior sister before, but why could his junior sister guess his nephew's mind so surely?
Shuqi somewhat believed that sentence, in this world, I am afraid that only these two people can achieve the word bosom friend.
"Senior sister...... What kind of method do you think the master and nephew will use to make it impossible for everyone to argue?"
Allure still shook his head, but this time his head was not like the previous one, although he shook his head, he said with an inexplicable conceit: "I think it's another extremely desirable piano sound!"
The sound of the piano remembered, a series of seven tones, like a single existence scattered all over the place floating from the strings, the rare combination of piano and sword in the rivers and lakes listened to Zhu Weiyu, and finally showed his voice for the first time on this piano platform.
The timbre of the bamboo is extremely crisp compared to other pianos, and every time you pluck the strings, you can hear the slightest turn caused by the vibrating of the strings. Guangnan finally woke up, although his face was still a little pale, but in order to recover his internal strength, he couldn't hear the pianist at this moment, but it was not what she wanted.
A little loss flashed across his brows, Guangnan listened to it and listened to the seven vibratos on his face, and he couldn't help but say to himself at the moment: "It turns out that the little junior nephew has always been so powerful, and he can't beat me several times in any other way, with such strength, do I really have a chance to cultivate to the strength of the little junior nephew?"
Allure didn't speak, and Shuqi didn't answer gently, because after these seven separate bodies, the same seven notes were repeated. This should have been a little chaotic, but now some chaotic piano sounds came from the fingertips of Yueqiyun, but I couldn't hear any sense of chaos, but used such chaos to substitute the piano body into a bit of the breath of the rivers and lakes.
This river and lake is chaos.
Laugh at you and I spent all my money in vain
Love to compete for the beauty of the mirror flower
I'm afraid that luck will pass away in a blink of an eye
Fascinated by greed, hatred, joy and anger
Blame you and me for being too greedy for merit and power
Blame the earth beings for being too beautiful
Repent of the old days and keep the oath
Fascinated by joy, sorrow, grievance, and jealousy
The world is intrigued, chasing fame and fortune, but wealth is like a cloud. Joys, sorrows, honors and disgraces are just momentary feelings, and I always want to keep those beautiful moments, so I indulge in the world of joy and anger, thinking that I can keep the rotten and boring life.
The people of the rivers and lakes, the love of children is long, how can the young heart resist the temptation of glory, wisdom and redness, after the sinister rivers and lakes, I know that the previous struggle for power is just a flashy dream, I know today, why bother at the beginning, the remorse in my heart has been entangled in my body for a long time, is the earth too beautiful, or I am too impulsive?
The sky has abandoned me, where will I go alone, whether I regret my perseverance, or hate the betrayal everywhere in the rivers and lakes.
As the sound of the piano echoed, for a moment, everyone present was shocked at the same time. Who would have thought that such rivers and lakes could be heard in the sound of the piano in the moonrise clouds, and such rivers and lakes could be so affirmed, could it be difficult to admit defeat?
Naturally, it is impossible for Yuezumo to admit defeat, who stipulates that he can't go the other way? What's more, just like the person in this melody, he can write his own legend even though he is in such a river and lake, so why can't other people?
The sound of the piano slows down leisurely, as if telling endless bitterness and helplessness. But what about this, how can people be blessed by the rivers and lakes, since there is hope and perseverance, how can they care about these nothing.
If you want to respond, only how to say that, that's enough!
The sound of the piano suddenly became urgent, like a torrential rain and a gust of wind, and the tempo was much faster, and in the same way, the sound of such a storm and rain was like a disdain for all the previous ones, and no matter who it was, they could hear the most obvious four words from it.
So what?
Swallowing the wind and kissing the rain and burying the sunset, he never hesitated
It is not desperate to deceive the mountains and catch up with the sea and trample the snow trails
The flowers deflect the wine and make the world crazy
With these two eyes and a hundred arms or a thousand hands, you cannot defend against them
The sky is wide and the snow is long, who sails together
The sand was rolling, the water wrinkled, laughing and smiling
greedy for a while, he taught the daughter to bury her
Tsukizumo never thinks that this song is like an appreciation of a certain degree, and some people may think of the chorus as the hero's loneliness, but Tsukizumo has always regarded the chorus as a negation and disdain for the previous melody.
How can loneliness be? What can be denied? Life is in the world, life is oneself, how can it be because of the denial of others to become another person.
Even though this is not the most ideal in mind, who would say that it should be stagnant like this?
But with the sword in your hand, cut through all the difficulties, and in the end, you will be able to keep the clouds open and see the moon, so that you will not come here in vain!
In this way, it is a good time!