Chapter 20(11)
Li Yijie's upright face appeared in his mind, and he whispered: "Brother Li, there are times in life that you must have, and there is no time in life when you don't force it, you should know how to cherish blessings, then Shen Shiyun really has no relationship with you, why are you only obsessed with illusory bubbles, but ignore the happiness that is within reach around you? Hey, it's no wonder you, this is a common disease in the world." The sound is confusing, and it is tempting. But sometimes you're too brainy, so don't be too good at doing things. β
Thinking of Nangong Xue's pretending to be strong, she sighed: "Sister Xue'er, I have always felt that you and Brother Li are a couple, men love to be strong, we girls should also behave softly and give them the opportunity to be heroes...... If you think about everything first, people won't know how to cherish you...... I don't know if Master Meng will be able to show kindness and forgive your 'blameless sin'. It is really cruel to let a young woman stay on the top of the cliff and face the wall for the rest of her life. The most precious thing in life is freedom, and power and fame are all flashy things that are not brought by life and not brought by death. It's a pity that when you are in troubled times, you are often not at your disposal...... If I were you, I would probably rather die. In such a comparison, it seems that he has become a blessed person, desolate and bitter.
Then I thought of Lu Qian, playing and scolding and frolicking with him all the way, riding on his neck, waving rattan, and letting him ride as a horse for himself, these good memories have been far away, far away, and it is really like a world away.
Although he was deceived and calculated, but when I think about it again, it seems that I have never really hated him. Knowing that he is cowardly and timid by nature, although his heart is not right, he is not a great traitor, and I heard that he fell into the deep valley, and I was really sad.
Further, when he coerced himself to go along, he didn't do anything bad to her, and after becoming the owner of Dazhai, he could still protect her in front of the head of Kongtong and Cheng Jiahua, which was indeed righteous enough.
sighed: "Lord Lu Dazhai, you are too ambitious, the emperor is really so good? That's just what you yearn for and don't get, but I understand your character, you don't like to be bound by rules and regulations, and you would rather be an idle cloud and wild crane, playing the world." Although you are tactful, you will never be able to have good luck every time. It is a godsend not to die in a catastrophe. If you don't stop, sooner or later you will be killed by vanity. β
Thinking of Tang Yuanyuan's easy-going and cheerful smile, he sighed: "Yuanyuan, you know too little about human nature, and you still have to sharpen it slowly." But when you taste all the hardships of the world, you may no longer be able to retain your innocence. So I knew that Shen Shiyun was using you to lure me into the urn, and I didn't say anything bad about her in front of you. If you just want to keep a little bit of beauty in your heart, why should you be this wicked person again? The world is full of sorrow and dust, and it is not easy to be happy alone. β
Suddenly, he thought again: "Shen Shiyun's personality is very similar to Jiang Yanchen, and the used chess pieces will be cleaned up." Now I don't tell him, if he is ignorant and unguarded in the future, and is secretly harmed by her, it will be my fault......" sighed and thought: "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, and it cannot be reversed by human beings." β
Every time she thought of someone, she raised her head and drank a few big sips of wine, as if she was sitting opposite that person to toast, and when the last word was finished, the gourd also saw the bottom, thinking that the people she knew in her life were also a handful, not to mention friends who treated her sincerely, as soon as her hand was released, the wine jug fell to the ground with a clatter, rolled a few times, and then stood still. And the water stains under his feet just now, after being exposed to the sun, have evaporated without a trace.
Biting his lip, he said, "Everything will come to an end." When the drama ends, the song ends. There will be the next scene in the future, and the audience will never be lonely, but it will not be the same one again, alas, who cares?"
Thinking that some people in the world are chasing fame and some are pursuing profit, there can always be some temporary gains. I have nothing but myself, and the only person I fall in love with is just using myself. "Happiness is nothing more than a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, which can be seen, but can never be caught or touched. The streamer is passing in a blink of an eye, right and wrong, success or failure turn empty, life is short, just a dream. β
I stood up and walked silently to the river, and saw a stemless floating lotus on the shore, and in the violent wave impact, I don't know how to stand firm and not drift with the waves. Leaning down slightly, his shoulders slightly heaved, trying to bear his weight, he gradually put his whole body on his back. Xin said: "I didn't mention you, by no means I didn't miss you, but there are too many memories between us, and they are too precious, and I can't finish saying a few words, I ...... Willing to spend a lifetime reminiscing. But I ...... I don't want to leave you again......"
The floating lotus supported her, and it was swept by the current, and it also moved. Chu Menglin was startled at first, and then secretly laughed at herself: "Didn't you say that you saw everything away, then how could you be afraid?" Thinking that she was also as adrift and helpless as this floating lotus, she instantly gave birth to a kind of sympathy sigh, put her hands to her chest, and said in her heart: "Let it float me wherever it takes, and see where I am my final destination." β
The lotus leaves sometimes rise and sometimes sink on the surface of the river, and I feel that this river is like fate, and I have been floating and sinking in it all my life, and I am all played with by it. Looking up at the blue sky like a wash, far and deep, with white clouds floating, he said in his heart: "What a beautiful blue sky, I don't know if there are really gods above the nine-fold clouds......?" They are free from the troubles of the world, and they must be carefree every day...... It was the joy of the gods, not the laughter of mortals...... "Thinking that he had done a lot of evil, his hands were full of blood, and he would definitely go to eighteen layers of hell after death, such a beautiful blue sky would never have a chance to see it again."
At this time, the chest was full of discomfort again, and he was hit by Zasaktu in the palm a few days ago, and after a long journey, the internal injury recurred. After coughing a few times, blood continued to gush out of the corners of his mouth, drip onto the lotus leaves, and then spread into the river. His face also felt salty and damp, and it turned out that tears were mixed with blood, rushing and flooding. My heart is still peaceful, and I just think: "Evil is rewarded, and not even a moment of peace is left to me." β
The lotus leaf turned around the corner of the col and left the shade of the tree, sprinkling a large piece of golden sunlight, but Chu Menglin felt that her eyes were soaked in tears, and the light was dazzling, making it difficult to look directly for a long time. Slowly closing the eyes, it is full of infinite nostalgia for the blue sky. Until the eyeballs are completely covered, only a hazy glow can be felt in both eyes. Only the sun shines warmly on the eyelids, but the hands and feet are gradually cold.
The lotus leaves drifted farther and farther until they were gone. There was a layer of bright red blood floating on the surface of the river, gurgling and flowing. A gust of north wind swept by, and the branches of the peach trees on the shore shook with the wind, and the petals fluttered and fell, like white paper money thrown at a funeral. Falling into the water, the pink reflects the blood red, and it flows down the river. At first, it was very eye-catching, but after several waves tumbling, the blood stains gradually diluted, and the water waves returned to their original turquoise.
The rivers, lakes and seas flow endlessly all day long, and in the endless washing, they also clean the traces of the existence of many unknown people in history, and there is no trace. The flower admirer has passed away, and only the flowers are flying in the sky, floating in the sky.
It is in response to the poetry of the predecessors: by the broken bridge outside the post, there is no owner in loneliness. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy. has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before.
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