The plot of the story is tight, the characters are clearly designed, there is no system, the writing is cool, the women are not inferior to the men, and the enemy troops are wiped out in a snap.
In troubled times, beacons rise, and beauties come in all their glory. Zhen Jiang is in charge of the house, the orioles are playing music, the big Qiao is looking at the river with sadness; the Diao Chan is unparalleled in her charm, and the girls are either fighting on the battlefield, or helping the world in the apricot grove, or being skilled craftsmen. From smelting iron and forging soldiers to doing business and caring for the people, countless beauties accompany the protagonist to watch the protagonist lead a group of beauties to rewrite the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms.
It's very real, and the historical and humanistic portrayal is very profound. "Dang clang." The teacup in Su Dongpo's hand trembled slightly, and a few remaining tea splashed onto the stone table, reflecting the moonlight, as if cold dew had suddenly condensed. The usual open-mindedness and calmness on his face seemed to have been quietly blown away by the night wind, revealing the real trouble underneath. His pupils shrank, his twirling fingers hung in the air, and even his breath was suffocated. "Thousands of years... After?" He repeated the four words slowly, his voice as light as a whisper, as if he was afraid of disturbing the unpredictable heaven and earth. His eyes carefully studied his son's face, as if he wanted to re-identify the flesh and blood that he had watched grow up. This is not only a shock to time and space, but also a silent shake to the meaning of the scriptures he has held throughout his life and the way of heaven he has understood. That window that suddenly opened into the endless depths shook his mind, which had weathered many storms for so long. In the deep night, the sound of the wind in the forest and sea outside Baihe Pavilion intertwined with the faint sound of waves from the East River, making eardrums noisy. The black magpie occasionally crows, the cicadas gradually subside, and the mountain moon is like a hook, reflecting the deep scenery. Su Dongpo slowly put down the tea cup and took a deep breath of the cool night air. Although the waves in his eyes had not completely subsided, they had condensed into a deep pool of calm. He spoke again, his tone unexpectedly calm, as if to soothe his son's possible uneasiness after revealing the secret: "The vast world, the mystery of cause and effect, can be seen by the extraordinary wisdom." "Buddha talks about cause and effect, and Tao follows nature." "Since you are here, there must be cause and effect. Since you have achieved results, there is no need to ask for causes. Excessive pursuit will only add worries." "Just let nature take its course. Everything should have God's will." He held Su Dun's cold fingertips and patted them gently. The look in his eyes was extremely gentle and firm: "Whether it is Zhuang Zhou or Hu Die, as a father, I only know that you are my child, my flesh and blood." Hearing that his father did not hesitate at all, he used his broad and warm wisdom to tolerate and accept him. The sense of alienation and confusion deep in Su Dun's heart that had been with him since the time traveled completely melted and resolved. He seemed to see a solid bridge appearing in the sky, shining brightly in the moonlight, firmly connecting his past and present, his "other world" and "this body". Su Dun nodded solemnly and reassuringly, and then, like a most ordinary son asking for advice from his father, he revealed all the deepest confusion and confusion in his heart: "Dad, because I 'foresee' some future events, I always feel that I am shouldering the mission of 'changing'." "At first, I thought that I was the one who was destined to turn the tide." "But this time... This time about my mother, I am extremely scared." "I tried my best, almost thinking I was going to lose her..." "That's when I realized that I might not even be able to shake the fate of my closest relatives." "At that time, I felt... Everything I did, my existence itself, seemed to have lost its meaning." He paused, his eyes even more blank: "But now that my mother has passed this test, I should be happy, but I am in another kind of panic -" "Since the mother's fate can be changed, what about other things?" "Will the 'future' in my memory still happen step by step?" "Where should my own future lead?" "I... I seem to be trapped in the gap between 'precognition' and 'unknown', unable to advance or retreat." Su Dongpo listened quietly, and his chest was filled with waves again. He was surprised by the ambition hidden under this young boy's calm tone. That is not the ambition of an ordinary young person to "cultivate one's moral integrity, govern one's family, govern the country and bring peace to the world", but an almost tragic determination... That directly confronts the vastness of heaven and established cause and effect. This ambition was so high that it exceeded his expectations. However, this surprise only lasted for a short moment. What followed was a sharp heartache and boundless pity. He seemed to see how his smart and precocious son was carrying the memory of that "future" alone, how he turned the invisible but heavy responsibility of "change" into shackles, silently binding his soul. That's not a sense of mission, that's self-inflicted torture. Under the moonlight, Su Dongpo's eyes were extremely soft, and the open-minded philosophical thoughts in them were covered with a kind of gentle regret. What he saw was not a madman who tried to change his destiny against nature, but a child who was overwhelmed by his own "foreknowledge" under the boundless pressure of time and space, covered in bruises but still stubbornly moving forward. He was silent for a longer time, thinking about how to use the most appropriate way to unlock the invisible shackles. Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice like the night wind in the mountains, calm and powerful: "Dun'er, you consciously bear the responsibility of 'change' because of your 'precognition', and you regard whether you 'change' or not, as evidence of the value of your own existence." "This thought is so important, and so... Persistent." He raised his finger and pointed at the crescent moon in the night outside the pavilion, his eyes as cold as moonlight, but with the warmth of understanding: "Dun'er, please look up and look at the moon in the mountains in front of you." "It shines on you and me right now, and on the thousands of peaks and valleys in Lingnan. It was like this thousands of years ago." "Presumably, thousands of years later, it will still be like this in your memory." "People today don't see the moon in ancient times, but this moon used to shine on the ancients." "The moon on the mountains has not changed for thousands of years. Those who change it, those who watch the moon, will hear things under the moon." He quoted his deepest understanding: "My father once understood some truths when I was in Huangzhou, under the red cliff, watching the river flow eastward." "'If you look at the changes in the general, the world can no longer last for a moment; if you look at the changes in the general, things and I are endless.'" "This river, this bright moon, from the perspective of its changeability, never stops for a moment; from the perspective of its permanence, it will be like this forever." "The 'historical track' you are worried about is the ever-changing waves, or the constant and unchanging flow of the river?" "Are you trying to change a few specific waves, or the flow of the entire river?" Su Dun looked at the more ancient and unchanging moonlight and fell into deep thought. Su Dongpo sighed softly, and the sigh blended into the night wind, almost inaudible, but it carried thousands of words: "You feel that you are vain because you failed to save your mother's life, and you are confused about the future because you have passed through the tribulation." "This is to tie the weight of your life to whether that specific 'wave' rises and falls in accordance with your wishes. "But the real 'history' is not a book written in one volume, which can be read and altered by anyone. " "It is... The cause and effect, personal decisions, and luck of the times of millions of people throughout time and space, like billions of streams, entangled, colliding, and converging with each other, and finally creating a mighty river between heaven and earth. "Every drop of water and every grain of sand is involved in shaping its direction." " He leaned forward slightly, looking into his son's eyes like a torch: "You want to use your own mind and your own karma to change the torrent of billions of causes and effects and endless opportunities -" "This is not an ambition, Dun'er, this is almost... An attempt to change the trajectory of the stars and the moon with the light of a candle; shake the towering tree with the body of an earthfly. " His tone was not a reproach, but a kind of compassion after investigation: "You will put such a heavy burden on your shoulders without any explanation, and regard it as your destiny. "This is not only an arrogance of the movement of heaven, but also an extremely demanding request on your own life and mind." "Manpower is limited but heaven's way is infinite. The limit of strength will follow the limitless." "Is there any reason not to be in danger or confused, not to be in pain and not to be afraid?" "It's not "arrogant", not "ignorant"... It's "demanding". It turns out, that's it. These two words, with the warmth of his father's palm, hit the most vulnerable part of Su Dun's heart unexpectedly. A huge emotional torrent finally broke through the powerless resistance of the dam. He lowered his head suddenly, and hot tears burst out of his eyes without warning, quickly blurring his vision. Drops of them hit the stone table, shattering his last bit of forced composure. He did not make a sound, but his shoulders began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, as if he was about to pour out the confusion, fear, self-criticism and burden that had been accumulated in his heart for two lifetimes with these silent tears. Su Dongpo hugged him gently, patted the young man's thin back, and felt the emotion that had been pent up for so long. He did not speak, but just accompanied him silently. My child, you don't have to be the lone hero who "changes the world". Just being Su Dun and Su Shi's son, living well and truly, feeling loved and loved, and doing the good things you can, is enough to make your father proud...
Highly recommended! ! ! The main author checked a lot of information details and was very careful. The five-dimensional setting of the Three Kingdoms data flow is force, intelligence, command, politics, and charm. A lot of historical knowledge has also been added, and the setting is more rigorous. It started from the outside, the logic is okay, there are not too many poisonous points, and it belongs to the category of cool writing. The protagonist is an aboriginal, has a remarkable growth history, has strong fighting ability, and can be eaten with confidence! !
This book reshaped my understanding of the genre of "general history." General history is not equal to "brief history", nor is it equal to "running account". A truly excellent general history should use a unified historical outlook and consistent writing style to integrate fragmented historical knowledge into an organic and meaningful whole. This book does this perfectly, making general history a high-level intellectual creation again.
At the same time, the author never neglects the management of "small things". He was extremely attentive to the examination and interpretation of every allusion, every place name, and every official name. The supplementary explanations that appear to be casual writing often hide profound knowledge. This writing ethic of "thinking big and starting small" gives the whole book both a skeleton and flesh and blood.
At the beginning, various news of defeat came. The male protagonist who had just sat on the dragon throne almost lost his strength and fell down. It turned out that the tyrant had passed through the body and the country was about to be destroyed! The full story is funny and passionate, and the heroine is very lovable, smart and protective of her husband!
The story of the Murong family is poignant and full of regrets. The men of the Murong family are all infatuated, and all of them are handsome and unrestrained. Although the Xianbei Murong family has disappeared in the long history, their wonderful past has been passed down through the ages and is fascinating. Strategy, passion, martial arts, hegemony, history, time travel, rebirth, revenge, sweet pets, sadomasochism, many elements are intertwined. I believe this million-word masterpiece will surely make you immersed in it and never want to leave!
These histories are pretty good, you can check them out [Send your heart] ①The protagonist is a descendant of the Tang Dynasty clan. Like Liu Bei, he is a lonely descendant of the royal family. In the early stage, he followed Liu Bei's route and had two sworn brothers like Liu Bei. However, he must be a rejuvenated man. This is not bad, very cool [Adoration]
The setting sun is as bloody as history, every breath and every breath is at stake... He, the down-and-out boy Fu Cun, crawled out from the pile of dead people, roared, broke through the sky of history, and suddenly made a name for himself at the ceiling level - Jiedu Tianxia [Love] [Please pay attention]
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Detailed description of the imperial examination; the tragic Battle of Saarhu! Magnificent war scenes reappeared; horns and drums shook the sky, and arrows roared; the sand penetrated the face, cracking the skin and breaking the bones; corpses were found on the shore of Palembang, and the caves of the Great Wall were filled with blood! Graceful, lingering love is like a timeless song! Poetic emotions are like the warm hands of a lover, caressing the rainy eyes; the quiet parting is like the soft wind of tobacco; there are thousands of kinds of love for each other. The narration seems light, but it is passionate and passionate!
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