Ideal: Chiyou is stupid, but he believes that there is only justice in the world, and there is no racial distinction. At present, the five ethnic groups are separated and all ethnic groups are extremely corrupt. The people were displaced and suffered greatly. Only in a mirage can everyone be equal and friendly, like family. Chiyou only wants to defeat the perpetrators and rebuild a peaceful and free city-state. If you were Chiyou, what would you do? "
Needless to say, the two people in Suu Kyi's deity are just immortal-level abilities, but they are doing things that immortals can't do. The difficulty can be imagined.
Love, send you a funeral for Chiyou: Idiot, when you see these words, this incense stick must have gone out. Most of the beads in Beichen are old, and the lover tree I planted should blossom and bear fruit, but where should I be then? Is it in the reincarnation of the five realms, or outside the vast galaxy? "
Once upon a time, every night, looking at the stars in the sky, I felt unspeakable loneliness and fear. Compared with this vast universe, everyone is so small, just like a dust, floating in the wind, I don't know where it came from or where it fell. But when I was scared, you still held me, but now it's gone.
Morning glory and Weaver Girl can still meet once a year, but we have to wait for four thousand years. I will draw a picture on this wall every year, and it will be 3980 when you wake up. 3,980 years, in a flash, but I can't wait. "
I promised myself that I would let you see me at first sight when you woke up, so I can only turn myself into this stone man and let you remember me forever.
I am so afraid of death that there is nothing after death, even emptiness and darkness can't be seen or touched. Now I'm even more scared to death. I'm afraid that after I die, you will have unspeakable loneliness in this world. How I hate to leave you. It often hurts me to think that you will be alone from now on. ""Idiot, I like you more than anything in this world. This feeling will never change from generation to generation. If there is an afterlife, we will meet again, even if we live far apart. At that time, even if the heavens and the earth split and the mountains and rivers collapsed, we would never be apart again.
Four thousand years later, Chiyou finally woke up. ...
Lover trees rustle and red fruits sway. From a distance, the barren woman sat there smiling, looking so gentle, quiet and beautiful in the light and shadow, as if she had never slept, waiting for his arrival.
In the spring and autumn of 4,000 years, the stars changed, the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, and the lover tree blossomed and bore fruit. She finally waited for this moment. However, she can't see.
The so-called fear of being close to home, the so-called distance of 20 feet, seems to have gone through a lifetime. However, the distance here is more than life and death.
At this moment, he finally crouched down slowly, stroking his handsome face gently, and opened his mouth to call her name, but something seemed to block his throat.
Sweetness, pain, desolation, sadness, happiness, happiness ... intertwined into surging tenderness, gripping his throat and making him unable to breathe.
His hand rubbed against the cold and hard stone, as if it were still soft and greasy skin. Tight eyelashes, delicate earlobes, full and beautiful lips ... everything is as vivid as yesterday.
He stroked, trying to see more carefully, but his vision suddenly blurred, and hot tears slid down his cheeks and burned like fire.
The jstars shed no tears, but for 4,000 years, when the accumulated thoughts and grief burst their banks, such as the surging water of the Chunjiang River, even if it was made of steel, even if it was three mountains and five mountains, even if it was him, it could not resist the lingering pain.
My concubine lives in Kunlun Mountain and East China Sea, just a stone's throw away from Wan Li, and has a long dream of traveling.
How many tears do you know?
In a trance, I seem to hear that old ballad. The waves shook gently, and the bonfire went out, as if resting on her leg again, watching her smiling face and listening to her humming in a low voice.
As if I heard the sea breeze and my heartbeat again, I heard her smile and say, "Fool, do you know why the sea water is so salty?" Because every drop is a tear I miss you. "
And now he knows that only one tear did not flow into the East China Sea. It condensed on her face, deposited in the long river of 4000 years, and turned into spar.
Buried in his heart from now on, it will never melt.
When you see the sea and moon, you will be fascinated by it, believe me.
Also, someone upstairs said that he had watched the TV series Search Ji Shen, which is impossible. This TV series has not been filmed yet. He must have regarded "Searching for the Legend of God" as "Searching for Ji Shen", which can't be compared with "Searching for Ji Shen" at all.
My roommate has always been interested in novels. After reading Sue Ji Shen and the Wilderness, he told me not to read novels until the third part of Sue Ji Shen came out! In my opinion, this is a bit extreme. The stories of Wukong and Han Han are also good, but I think Ji Shen is good.
But in this way, reading novels is good, entertaining is good, don't be too addicted, and being able to stand on the world is the right way!