Chapter 13 Touching Hearts, Old Friends Meet
However, listening to Yan Ruyu's melodious melody, the deepest feelings in Yan Ruyu's heart were unknowingly evoked by this song.
It was really the combination of zither and man, but it was telling: I like to fall in love with you alone. I'm willing to exchange my three lives for you to look back at me. I've waited for your heart to stay, and the tears that sent you to this life have dried up. Why haven't you appeared yet? How much loneliness and sadness do I feel in vain fate? A heart-wrenching love in this life always made her miss him so unexplainable. Why was it like this? The longing that comes together and goes apart is always hidden in an invisible boundary, but it is formed by tears. Who is it that makes me miss you and dye my heart? That familiar yet strange lovesickness, always without a trace, is it like a flower blooming and withering? A cup of bitter wine of love, how could there be no three lifetimes? Why were people still arguing about this nothingness? The love I can't read is always there, but I don't know who is the form of a frequent traveler? How touched? How many tears? Who buried the love? That desolate promise was in the place where the spider lilies bloomed? The desolation in her heart was actually a pillow of tears soaked in the illusion of love. Her infatuation walked on the road of helplessness. She scattered all her longing and tears like flowers falling on the melancholy ground. But the beginning of her death was compensated with heartbreak? The heart that waited bitterly, the dream that poured love, the song that was forged by tears and blood, but the heartbreak was the pain of a lifetime of love? The world always cried in the wrong place. The heart buried the feelings and did not know what it was, but it was full of tears.
Yan Ruyu couldn't continue playing when she reached the emotional part. She held back her tears and laughed.
Everyone present was moved by the sound of the zither, but they all started to think.
Cui's Xu Di only said that Yan Ruyu played the piano to the emotional place to comfort her, so the three of them went to the peony flowers.
Cui Shi said with emotion: Yes! Pursue a romantic feeling, why are the flowers haggard? Bitter wine is tears that never wake up that person? The tears in her memories could not be released. After going around and around, that place in her heart was still sad. I hope God will give me one more second to remember your appearance. Why is my little love an unspeakable pain? I don't care who else is in your heart, I don't ask why you're crying, I want to forget you but can't help but recall, I just want to ask for a little bit of love but you don't give me any face to leave. In my heart, it is because of your appearance that it is always so beautiful and sad? There was no right or wrong language after just outlining a relationship?
Yan Ruyu said,"I'm willing to walk together and accompany you for a long time. Why is it the person I love the most who hurts me?" It was hard to meet each other even though they said goodbye lightly. Whose mind was playing tricks on them? Why let love be in a dilemma and lose its beauty? The fate of loving you is to call for your appearance, hoping for love to be perfect, why is it only a lingering thought that is moved by sadness?
Xu Di said: Even if the memory can't be erased and love and hate are still in the heart, it is easy to be moved by the past is people's heartache. How many kinds of tender feelings would someone be infatuated with when she spoke insincerely? Why is it that I am powerless to keep the old dream in my heart? He shook off his lifetime of dust just for that little bit of happiness, and his enthusiasm would not cool down until he became white. How could he still laugh and wander until the end with such lofty aspirations? The obsession of hard work, the promise of emptiness, the whole life can not understand, why waste so much youth on this difficult problem?
Yan Ruyu said,"Smiling eyes, tears, just looking forward to that person?" If I love you, I'll use all my heart and soul to chase after you. Even if I use my entire life to chase after you, can I chase you back? Laughing at people's wasted schemes. Was it the fault of sorrow, jealousy, and infatuation to be buried in a moment of pleasure?
Cui Shi looked at the three men drinking and said, Picking flowers and drinking wine, the world is crazy, but some things do not know how to repay. If he could only guess, why would he be fascinated by the scene? The sadness in her heart and the smile on her face were torn away from her heart.
Yan Ruyu's heart turned sad and she said, Although it was good to see peonies, she was not in the right mood. Afraid of the rain, ashamed to say affection, hate fickle love to go silent fun. The courtyard is full of flowers and rain, I don't know where to sleep drunk like before. Sleepless, full of starry thoughts. All of them have been drunk, and now there is no deeper meaning. Empty only add haggard, can bear tears rain and become what taste? With all kinds of regrets, he still frowned at this beautiful scene. With a sad face and a confused soul, I am troubled by the storm in my heart, and there is no place to make up the broken and incomplete. It is said that passers-by are sad and sorrowful, but they can't leave their sad faces? Why do you laugh when you sob?
Cui Shi said: I feel that I am sick, is it because of the old heart? With the return of the wild goose to send fragrant sound, cold and sad song, but not to the mood of the beautiful woman no news? Even if we gaze at each other, is it too late to meet? How much do you hesitate in vain? Inch heart ten thousand hate lingering, win silent quiet. It's hard to be reluctant to leave and go back. I'm bored and see my soul disappear. Who can live up to the leisure of a young man? It turned out to be Happy Waves and Pingfeng, who was nowhere to be found. Lonely difficult to complain, messy flowers crazy catkins, how can romantic can not themselves. It takes a lot of thought to change into parting feelings. What is the pain of people's hearts?
Yan Ruyu was even more touched, often the end of the song love is not over, but secretly lost soul. My heart is about to break, thousands of gold only reward a smile, ask also no reason. Sorrow tears difficult to collect, provoke the pain of separation, why is the fate of sorrow like a long time? The heart knows. Thousands of rivers and mountains are only waiting for leisure, looking at the distance is always a feeling? Heartbroken, I still shed a thousand tears. Wordless and tearful, at this time the feeling is bitter, just extravagant? Who do I talk to when I'm so upset? How can you be afraid of the rain and ashamed of your feelings, but you hate yourself so much that it is not your own.
Xu Di saw that the atmosphere was not right and quickly said, What happened to his sisters? Everyone is in a good mood, why should we be sad? There was a saying that troubles were caused by oneself. With such a beautiful peony and such good weather, it was better to give up on her worries and be happy.
Yan Ruyu and Cui Shi were naturally relieved by Xu Shi's words, and their faces were filled with joy.
However, Yan Ruyu's heart was still full of worries. She borrowed the flowers to admire the flowers but her mind was far away, but she unknowingly fell behind Cui Shi. Mrs. Xu walked into the flowers and said to herself, Why is love a distance that cannot be crossed? Or an unpredictable ending? Lost always made people hurt and crazy.
Cui Corporation. Mrs. Xu saw Yan Ruyu among the peony flowers, with the same charm and charm. The graceful peonies looked even more charming when they were together.
Mrs. Xu said to Mrs. Cui," Sister, look. Sister Yan and the peony are together. The flowers are delicate and beautiful. Sister Yan is like a flower and suddenly spirals and dances. One person and one flower, one flower and one person. It's really like the beauty of the painting, but it's like a fairy descending to the mortal world." It's like the God of Flowers. It's really the God of Flowers.
Cui Shi looked at it and said,"Peony is known as the king of flowers, and there are rich flowers." A hundred taels of gold. Wood peony and other names, and ordinary flowers are different, fragrance is unusual. When the flower first bloomed, it had the aura of a hundred flowers and a thousand flowers. Even if it was extremely beautiful and charming, it had to admit defeat. Sister Yan is as beautiful as it is. His bearing was not inferior at all!
The three men felt a lot more sad after listening to Yan Ruyu's music.
At this moment, Ao Ze said,"It's said that when you talk about lovesickness under the lovesickness tree, you will shed endless tears of lovesickness." People would never miss each other before they would miss each other. Lovesickness complex. Love sickness. Love tribulation, but it was full of love and hatred?
Zu Ti listened and said,"Think carefully. Since ancient times, there have been people who are infatuated with love. Why would they be willing to suffer from lovesickness?"
Liu Kun then said: How can this feeling be regarded as recollection, but at that time has been lost? I ask you, how much sorrow can you have? There was a different feeling in his heart, how could he be worried? How can I pay my old age in vain?
Ao Ze said,"The word 'equal' is amazing. Who has let down whom?" I look sadly at the two vast worlds.
Liu Kun said: Since unforgettable, can not carry a lot of sorrow. Only a thousand lines of tears can be shed, but this feeling cannot be eliminated.
Zu Ti said,"A man is also trapped by love?" Even if she was trapped by love, she had to learn self-discipline. Look at how beautiful the peony scenery is! Wouldn't our actions spoil the mood? Brother Kun, why don't we have a sword competition and use sword martial arts to relieve his depressed mood?
Hearing this, Ao Ze praised," Brother Ti's idea is very good. Wouldn't it be satisfying if you guys dance a few moves and feast your eyes?"! Come, come! Brothers, hold your swords. I'll compose a song for your sword dance.
Liu Kun saw everyone's interest and took out his sword.
So Zu Ti. Liu Kun's sword was sharp, and the sword light was unrestrained and majestic.
in Ao Ze I see Zu Ti. Liu Kun and the other man made a pose, and then pointed their swords, causing sword light to flash. Strong winds rolled like waves, and they had the momentum to turn the world around. Suddenly, he thought of Yan Ruyu's beautiful melody just now, and an inspiration involuntarily jumped out of his head. He couldn't help but feel like he had a million scrolls in his chest, so he composed a song and said, After treading on the bumpy road of the world, was it easy to walk all the way? With a three-foot-long sword in hand, why bother with a dream since ancient times? The world is like a dream, how old is it? Why is it that the days gone are so bitter? Who stirred up the bitterness of love and disturbed the universe? Was this the end of the endless sorrow of the past? Who buried the last tear? That's my sorrow that has crossed thousands of years. Why is it thrown aside? A lifetime of infatuation was so lonely that the vicissitudes of life made him break his soft intestines? Who is it who is so greedy for the worldly romance that tears are hanging from the corners of his eyes? But only for the love of that lifetime. A little infatuated and willing to dance to the end of her life, to compose a song of a thousand years?
In the summer of the fifth year of Yongjia, Luoyang fell and Emperor Huai of Jin was captured. Liu Kun, who had suffered a crushing defeat, looked at the gorgeous capital that had been reduced to ruins in an instant and sighed in his heart. The Mountain River Kingdom was like a wheel of history, but it had crushed out a streak of longevity and loneliness. I used to live a life of luxury, but in the end,
The more Liu Kun thought about it, the more sad he became. He immediately turned around and ordered the soldiers to untie the reins, remove the armor, and lead the horse slowly. The tent was filled with wine, and he drank a full bottle of wine as he walked.
Xu Run played the zither.
Liu Kun and the others drank.
Liu Kun was drunk and still angry and said: I think I have been good at poetry and elegance since childhood, and I have learned etiquette, music, spring and autumn. I didn't expect to become a general who fought and killed in troubled times. What I learned was etiquette, and what I followed was etiquette. In this world, rudeness can be said. I hate that this heartless enemy has repeatedly caused trouble and destroyed my beautiful rivers and mountains, plunging people into misery and hurting my people, but he still wants me to go beyond my etiquette. Broken ceremony. Disregard etiquette, face rudeness. No manners. No need for formalities. Look at my Chinese men of blood, swallowing mountains and rivers and shining brightly. Under the sword, we will see who is the most glorious.
When Liu Kun's subordinates heard this, they felt an electric current. They sighed with emotion and were filled with righteous indignation. They drank heartily and were full of fighting spirit.
After a few cups, he took advantage of the mood to talk nonsense. He counted them in detail until he talked about his dream of being a hero in life.
It was true that he was full of pride and ambition when he wielded his sword. It was a whip and a horse galloping on the battlefield. What else could he not let go of in the face of this picturesque desolation? Drunken Wu Zhangkong came and went freely in the mortal world, smiling as he embraced the dream of a country. Yet, he allowed people to shoulder the eternal love. How could he care about the mutual deception of this world? Prosperity like a dream disappeared in the blink of an eye, why bother to meet and leave endless troubles and sadness? What is there to fear when heroes gather in the mountains? If you don't miss your old feelings, you should be open-minded and sigh that your words are full. If you can't solve the problem by force, you can only increase your militarism.
Liu Kun suddenly shouted,"Someone, bring me a pen and paper."
Soon, a servant brought a pen and paper.
Liu Kun borrowed the wine to wildly write: The horse gallops in the vast wild, which is afraid of the cold wind blowing on the face? So what if he had experienced hundreds of tribulations? The sword pointed at him with a smile, and he was not tired of being a playboy in this life. Seeing that there are so many beauties in the country, I would rather give up my life than return my rivers and mountains. If you talk about martial arts who is good, unique skills on the same road, different roads have their own ingenuity. I vowed to enter the Blade Mountain to watch the merciless passage of time. So what if I'm unwilling? But the hero's plan at the end of the storm suddenly turned strong. Rivers and mountains float in my shadow, Cang Hai smiles proudly, let the floating name lightly throw out of the sword. The tides of the world are all over the world, and only God knows who will win. He smiled foolishly, his lofty aspirations and the elegance of a golden horse were only left behind. How many true heroes were there on the dangerous road? The sword cut through the heart, but willing to bear the burden of the country on the battlefield. Qi picked up swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, and resolutely rushed forward. He slashed, slashed, waved, and assassinated the enemy. He served the country without regard for life and death. Who else dared to invade our territory? We will win the battle, and we will win the battle. We will learn Chinese martial arts and shake our rivers and mountains with one heart. So what if we share joys and sorrows to protect our country and face death unflinchingly? Merits and wrongs will come back with the wind, and fame and fortune will be remembered in history.
After Liu Kun finished writing, he threw the pen away with a heroic aura.
Later on, Liu Kun used this to persuade Sima Rui to become his successor and show his determination to protect Jin. Sima Rui appreciated Liu Kun very much and gave him a sword.
Hu Ji, who had turned into a beautiful woman, was also in Liu Kun's camp to rescue the wounded. Her husband, Lu Sheng, used the money earned from the cloth shop business to buy a lot of medicinal herbs to help.
Liu Kun felt very bitter. He stood alone outside the camp and thought about the people and things he had come to.
Liu Kun looked into the distance. The world that was filled with ruins made him even sadder. His heart was heavy and he felt a little powerless. He held onto a withered tree beside him that had been destroyed by the flames of war. Suddenly saw the broken branches still have two tender leaves, then plucked off the double leaves lips to blow out music. Thinking of music, he felt energized. Think for a moment: What music do you want to play? Trembling with emotion, he played the tune: Empty eyes are full of sorrow and suffering. At this time, can all the thoughts in my heart become a light burden? How many times do I look back on my injuries? Heartbroken and speechless, it added to the sorrowful face. How many years? How many words of alliance? Sorrow and sorrow now have thousands of kinds of mutual pity, who knows? My heart is broken, and tears are hard to stop. Why do you get up? But why was it so boring for the withered old souls to disappear? Why is a pool of spring water rippling? But the recent spring rain is full of sorrow? The morning breeze and waning moon are different in heart. Is it because there is no previous life after parting? Tenderness is about to break, but that passionate struggle seems to be heartless? I don't know who is the one I love, but I don't know who is the one I love.
Liu Kun felt that his music had unconsciously returned to his emotions, so he gave up playing. He looked around and saw a familiar figure, Hu Ji. Seeing that she still had the face of a smile, he thought it was better not to see her. At the same time, he felt ashamed that he could not protect these people with amicable eyes.
Seeing Liu Kun turn around and leave, Hu Ji took the initiative to call out to General Liu. Because she had seen Liu Kun's heroic spirit on the battlefield. He was awe-inspiring as he walked among the swords. Although he had failed, his sword was still invincible.
So they went together.
Liu Kun blamed himself for not being able to protect the people.
Huji consoled him,"You've done your best."
Liu Kun asked him how his life was.
But Hu Ji said,"People have feelings. From not loving to loving, I'm living very well now." I wonder how General Liu is doing?
Liu Kun said,"What love?" How can we live our days together? Who was living to find true love now? Many people were just making do. accommodate I'll pull him to the rescue.
Liu Kun and Hu Ji talked a lot together.
Really, why did a sad and sorrowful love still make people not know the feelings of love and hate? How many battlefields of love and hatred do you need to experience to play around in the world? I fell into the mortal world without any other thoughts, but I can't extricate myself from the magic of love without seeing clearly? It's only a thread of love that touches the heart. Why is it that fate and sorrow seem to be long, but this thing is the most lovesick? The emotional entanglements that can't be cut and still messy, but we gradually blurred our identity in love? If I accidentally fell in love with you, it would be another brilliant life. How much expectation is there here? From the initial innocence to today's transformation, could love and hate continue without asking the result? Who would know the inner pain and helplessness of a humble person who was in love? Did the plot of missing to the point of forgetting freeze everything while waiting at the origin of hope? However, how much true love was worth after the years had passed? Was it because fate was too shallow that a deep affection was paid in vain? But after exhausting all the medicinal pills in the world, they still couldn't relieve the bitterness of yearning? Fate gathered, fate scattered, exhausted a lifetime of love, and repeatedly argued for it without success.
Liu Kun could not help but sigh when he saw the pain of many of the injured.
Huji consoled him, saying that war was cruel and crazy, and casualties were inevitable. The general should cheer up. Only then will the soldiers have hope, and only then will the country have hope.
Liu Kun looked into the distance and said,"My heart is sad and perturbed, but in front of me is a world of wild crying." Looking at the era of national fate, why did I encounter it but it is scattered between the lines? Like a fierce wind, like the rustling clouds, like the cold water flow, like the song of separation, if you feel it with your heart, my tears will flow like a spring. Sighing at the heaviness of this era of struggle in the chaos of war, even the heroes choked and could not bear it, and a few romantic moments were gone with the wind.
Hu Ji said: Every wave of farewell is a whole period of the past, and all the mistakes of yesterday are far from words that can be washed away with the word regret. Only by facing the cruel madness of reality.
Liu Kun said: Looking at the people who came to me and left me, who knows the bitterness in my heart? The pain of facing all kinds of difficulties in war, the determination of singing in the mountains, even the strange injustice of being wronged, could not shake my ambition for my dynasty. He lamented that the sun was setting and the country was at a loss, but in his heart, there was a desolate song, sad and long, making people sad.
Huji said: I can feel the general's suffering. If only everyone had the heart of the country, the general's dream of a country would naturally come true. Unfortunately, I can only represent myself. My energy can only be so.
Liu Kun said,"Although countless souls in the furnace of chaos have been reduced to ashes, there will always be life that has been tempered into refined steel." When it was cast into a sword, the dragon roared in the middle of the night, its sound shaking the nine heavens, and its qi rushed to the bull. The light of its might has come for thousands of years. The cold sun is right in front of us. Our country still has hope.
When Liu Kun and Hu Ji parted, they said goodbye to each other.
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