
Gou Tianxia
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Even though people in middle age have tasted all the sweet, sour, bitter and spicy tastes, they still feel tasteless. The appetizers are served one after another, and the only thing that satisfies the stomach is the bowl of white porridge. In the dream, I dreamed that there was a book hidden in my chest. The man in the book cover was suave, the woman was quiet and gentle, the sword was horizontal, the sword was vertical, the spear was like a crossbow, and there were eighteen kinds of weapons and eighteen strokes of the book with the word "Jianghu" written under it. The fairy at the head of the wave looks back, the leader among them responds to the call, the banished fairy who swings the sword to the end of the world returns to care, it is all in this dream; the laughter and curses while singing drunkenly, the happy grudges and hatreds with blood splattering ten steps, the overt and secret fights in the deep palace and high walls are all in this dream. I want to make the Jianghu dream of my dream reasonable and make that person, that thing, and that thing reasonable, so that it will appear complete. The dream is very long, and it cannot always have ups and downs, and it cannot always be climaxing; what is ordinary is the wine shop, teahouse, and the mountains and rivers. I want you to feel their appearance. I want this dream about the rivers and lakes to be so reasonable and complete. Maybe when you read it, you will see yourself in the rivers and lakes in my dream. You are very happy to invite me to gallop and ride horses in the rivers and lakes in your heart. When you and I return from the rivers and lakes in our dreams, we open the lid of the pot and fill it with a bowl of white porridge, and it becomes colorful under the light.
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