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Are these two movies good?
The scene is magnificent and love is particularly touching. I cry every time I watch Chiyou die, but I suggest not watching the same series of immortals and advocating polygamy. But the resurrection of Chiyou is still very touching!

The following is the wonderful part of Xianchu, and the other parts of Xianchu are not good. Note: Yan didn't get the real elixir of life. Once she dies, she has no soul.

Idiot, when you see these words, this incense stick must have gone out. Most of the beads in Beichen are old. The lover tree I planted should bear fruit, but where should I be at that time? 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.

Joe's boys shed no tears, but for 4,000 years, when the accumulated thoughts and grief burst their banks, such as the rushing 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.