How Heavy Is the Spring Mountain?

1. [Fei Shuangwen | No blood | Chinese beauty] It's not a "cool" style of writing, it's a Chinese-style "warm" style of writing. 2. Story introduction "National History Supplement" records: "In the autumn and August of the tenth year of Tiansheng, Youzhou Jiedushi Liu Chengen raised his troops to rebel. When news reached Chang'an, the court was shocked - 150,000 soldiers from Youzhou, alternately on foot and cavalry, had passed Yizhou and were advancing in the direction of Taiyuan. Not long ago, another urgent report came from Hexi: Tubo invaders from the east, echoing the rebels, two groups of soldiers and horses, pointing directly at Chang'an." Later generations called it the "Tianwu Rebellion". General Guo Ruhuai led the main force of the imperial court northward to quell the rebellion. And another Wu'an army, with less than 20,000 troops, headed west. That was the second battlefield, isolated from Dachen, with no reinforcements from outside and no supplies from inside. They are a group of "forgotten people", and they are also the "girlfriends" of those girls in Chang'an City, two thousand miles away. That city of Chang'an is their fireworks - the jujube trees planted together and the spring mountains climbed together. The cup is like a swallow returning with mud in its mouth, and a celadon paper kite flying in the dusk. The spring scenery in the garden is like bells in the hair, and the girl reading poetry in front of the window is apricot red. The rain is hitting the banana trees outside the window, and the lights inside the window are growing longer. I ate sweet fruits, drank spring tea, swam in Qujiang Pond, brewed green plum wine, shared chestnuts, wrote colorful notes, and watched Hu Xuanwu. The sand in the desert is like snow, and the clouds and water in Xiaoxiang are long. Thousands of miles away, there are always people crossing thousands of mountains and rivers; There are always people who are loyal to you and the people. Try your best to exchange for the clear sea and rivers, and the return of the one you love. Thousands of years later, the ancient ship Donghai was salvaged from the water, and a poem was engraved on the pot: "Spring water and spring pools are full, and spring grass grows in spring." Looking back, the vegetation is already spreading, and spring mountains are in sight. ——It turns out that the "encounter" in this life is not the "first meeting".