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Dead Taoist friends will not die but poor Taoists By the way, I can't live this day.

He is a young master, a unique young master in the world. I have a reputation that everyone envies, and I am the husband of countless girls. I drink the best wine, ride the best horses, and look at the most beautiful women. However, I feel very lonely. I live on the top of a mountain, watching sunrises one after another and seeing off sunsets one after another. The sunset over the mountains always sets very late. The one who accompanies me cannot be understood by the words "I feel so cold at a high place". I know that from the day I was called a young master, I embarked on a path of no return. There is no turning back and there is no turning back. 2. Loneliness The scenery in early spring is half beautiful and half melancholy. People come and go in the rivers and lakes, and heroes emerge in large numbers, but they are gone in the blink of an eye. Nothing has changed, I am still a young man that everyone respects, and I am still lonely and drinking. Occasionally, when there is a stir in the world, he stands up and delivers justice. No one doubts my words, because I am a young master, a unique young master in the world. When the wind blows, I often sit in the forest and drink. The more I drank, the deeper my loneliness became. On a sunny day, I left the top of the mountain and built a thatched house at the foot of the mountain. A bend of green water, with green waves on the grass, listening to the gentle breeze blowing through the leaves, and watching the flowers look like the sea and fall like snow. Such scenery always reminds me of some people and things in a hazy way. 3. Liu Tian At this time every year, Liu Tian would ask someone to bring me a jug of wine from a distant place. This year is no exception, but this time, he is the one bringing the wine. "Do you remember how long we've known each other?" "I don't remember, it was almost ten years ago." "Yes, nine years and eight months." Liu Tian's smile was a little lonely, and the hand holding the cup was slender and pale. "There are so many decades in life. Today we are still drinking together, but tomorrow we will go our separate ways. There are some things you want to forget but you can't, and there are some things you don't want to forget, but you just forget." I stretched out my hand to touch the rim of the cup, and the cold cup melted into my palm. For so many years, I have been isolated from the world, and all the news was brought to me by my disciples. Liu Tian is not my friend, but he is the only person who doesn't care about my status. When he left, his back was stretched long by the sun, with a kind of absolute disappointment. Let me know absolutely that from now on I will never see him again. So, I got drunk. When I woke up, I saw a piece of paper under the wine jar: Master, is your current life the life you want? The wind blew and the plain paper rustled. Am I happy? I kept asking myself, but couldn't find the answer. 4. Small building I forgot how that small building was erected. I just remember that one night, I was very drunk. When I woke up, there was a small building opposite. The small building faces west, and every time the moonlight sets, you can see a layer of broken moonflowers sprinkled on the railing in front of the small building. I don't know who lives in the small building, and I don't know why a building was built here. I don't care about these, I still drink my wine, sing my songs, and live my loneliness. Later, when I woke up from drunkenness again, I saw many green bamboos planted in front of the small building. The short and colorful green bamboos are both strong and soft. Swaying gently in the wind. That figure seemed familiar to me. 5. Spring Rain On the day I saw the spring rain, it rained heavily. Later, every time it rained, I would think of the spring rain. The world has been peaceful for a long time. The doorman brought me some news. A magic sword that had disappeared from the world for nearly ten years began to wander around the world. Many people in the world killed each other for this magic sword. Everyone wants to possess this sword, and no one is willing to let others get it. In order to calm the turmoil, it was finally decided that this magic sword would be handed over to me for safekeeping. After the doorman left, I took a sip of wine and fell asleep. No one knows how tired I am of this life. Am I happy? Is this the life I want to live? I laughed wildly, and the fallen leaves all over the sky flew with my laughter. The sound of dripping rain woke me up. When I opened my eyes, it was dark. In a blink of an eye, I looked outside and saw that the green bamboo in front of the small building had grown to the railing. A woman, dressed in green, stood in front of the green bamboo, using a delicate little sword to cut off the green bamboo, then cut off the top of the bamboo, and inserted it into the wine jar in front of the building. She raised her head and looked at me. His eyebrows are picturesque, his eyes are as dark as stars, his hair is soaked, a trace of rain fell from his forehead, and his green clothes were wet by the rain, as fresh as the green bamboo in front of the building. Looking at her, I suddenly felt very familiar. 6. Silence When I have nothing to do, I always sit on the bluestone in front of the small building. Chunyu ignored me and just brewed her wine quietly. Maybe to her, I am just an irrelevant outsider and have nothing to do with her. Chunyu likes to wear blue clothes. In my memory, it seems that there was once a person who liked blue clothes, but I can no longer remember it. Although I still drink alone and watch the stars in the sky alone, and although Chunyu doesn't talk to me, every time I wake up after being drunk, I can always find myself lying on the bed, neatly dressed, with a bowl of water next to me. This feeling is very strange, I actually feel that I am no longer lonely. 7. Wine Spring in Jiangnan is surprisingly beautiful. I sat on the roof and played sad music. Chun Yu stood in front of the small building and looked at me, with a look of pity that I didn't understand. When the willow trees sprouted, I drank the first jar of wine brewed by the spring rain. "If you don't drink wine, why do you want to make wine?" "You don't have to drink to make wine." "The best wine I have ever drunk, but I don't know why, but I think the wine you brew has a very strange taste." "A person once said that the wine I brew has the taste of home." "That person must be very happy." "It was a long time ago. Now, he has forgotten me and the way home." When Chunyu spoke, her tone was very melancholy, and her eyes when she looked at me were helpless and desperate. I didn't tell Chunyu that the taste of the wine was like the taste of home; the taste of the wine was very familiar to me, as if I had drunk it thousands of times in my dreams. 8. Drunk I started to like the wine made by Chunyu. However, I also know that the spring rain will leave after brewing this season. There are fewer and fewer green bamboos in front of the small building, my drinking speed is getting slower and slower, and Chun Yu looks at me with increasingly sad eyes. Finally one day, the small building was empty. That night, the moonlight was deserted. The wind carried fallen leaves and fell on my arms, which was very cold. Chunyu invites me to drink. This is my first time entering the small building. There was a small dark red table, chairs, food and wine, and I looked at Chun Yu across from me, the woman with sad eyes. Seeing her sadness, I felt pain in my heart. But that day, there was clearly moonlight. I held the wine glass and looked at the person opposite. With clear eyes, I could see my reflection. For a moment, I seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, spreading in my heart. "Why buy me a drink?" "I'm leaving. From now on, no one will make wine here anymore." "Why did you come and why did you leave?" "The reason for coming is the reason for leaving. Even though I have a thousand kinds of love, he has forgotten me." Chunyu's eyes were full of clear waves, and at that moment, I felt her boundless loneliness. That night, I got drunk again. What remained in my mind in the end was the woman's sad and desperate eyes. 9. Stay away I can't remember how much wine we drank that night. We talked about our wandering lives and the precarious world. Listen to the wind blowing the fallen leaves and watch the flying flowers linger. At that moment, I realized that no matter how high my status was, it would be of no use if there were no people around me to get drunk with. If possible, I really want to stay drunk like this. When I woke up again, catkins were flying. The person opposite had gone nowhere, and there was a one-foot-wide wooden sword on the table. On the wooden handle, there are two thin words engraved: Chunyu. The wind blew, raising dust, and there was the smell of wine in the wind. It was so desolate, and the pain overwhelmed me again. If possible, the next time we meet, I will definitely ask that woman why there is boundless sadness in her eyes. 10. Go back Flowers bloom and fall, no matter how many more flowers fall in the world, it is a common thing. I left the foot of the mountain and the small building. There are rumors about me in the world. The unparalleled young master handed over the matter to his disciples, put down everything, and stayed away from the world. From now on, I will no longer care about the affairs of the world. I found the foot of the mountain again and no longer stepped into the world. Drink alone, feel lonely, watch flowers bloom and fall, watch the sky full of stars. However, I often think of that woman in green, with the boundless loneliness in her eyes. That magic sword was later handed over to me by a disciple. The sword is three feet long, has a delicate hilt, and can make quick decisions. On the hilt of the sword, two words were carefully carved with a knife: Chunyu. Postscript: Ten years ago, a woman from a famous family named Liu fell in love with a son of a demon sect. The son of the demon sect had strong martial arts, an unruly and rebellious character, and he went his own way. People from all walks of life rose up to attack him. After the son of the Demon Sect was seriously injured, a woman from a famous family asked the most virtuous and respected old man in the world to sacrifice all his skills to save the Son of the Demon Sect. She suppressed all the memories of the Son of the Demon Sect, deleted all his past, and made him a young man respected by everyone in the world. The price is to forget everything, including the famous woman named Liu. Women like to make wine and men like to drink. The man has a family heirloom sword, which is three feet long and has an exquisite hilt. When walking around the world with the woman, the woman used a knife to carve her name on the hilt: Chunyu. But, even though I have a thousand kinds of love, you have forgotten me.

Huh? After reading it, I found that it is a novel written by a newbie, which is a bit strange. I don't believe that a newbie can write such a good novel. However, there are still shortcomings. This does not determine anything. Great author, please keep up the good work!

As a pit novel, I have to say that this novel is already five years old.

I thought I was hallucinating, but I didn't expect it to be true. The book was discontinued for so long. . . But it's so beautiful, what should I do?

The main character coughs every few paragraphs. It can't be pneumonia. It's fine when I read the book, but it makes me cough and cough when I listen to the book. It makes me sick.

Well. . . . This plot is good. But why do I just look uncomfortable? Could this protagonist be a little more sinister? Don't want anything like that, it's a bit ugh. In desperation, why don't you need the fruit of wisdom and get money? Why. . . . . . Well, the fact that the following are all ellipses does not mean that the author did not write well. I just feel a little uncomfortable looking at it and don't know why, ugh

With the protagonist's IQ, if someone sells him, he'll probably be paid for it. It's so embarrassing to watch.

Uncomfortable, I feel like the protagonist's IQ is not online😎