[New Three Kingdoms / Quan Yu] The Night Watch Stretches Long, the Sky Like Water

Miss Twenty-Four Herbal Tea: Hello! After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to leave you a message. Regardless of whether you can see it or not, I still want to leave these. If you are destined, you should be able to see my support and gratitude to you one day. I first read the update in April 2023. At that time, I just fell in love with the Three Kingdoms and read your work after a friend recommended it. At that time, I felt that the writing was very dynamic, the writing was spicy, and the story was refreshing, but I didn't have any extra feelings, just a small touch. This is my first experience and memory of Jiangdong. The cold spring rain and the long winter night in the article are so profound and yet so far away. Then for some reason, I stopped contacting Jiangdong-related content. It was not until mid-October 2024 that I read your work again by chance. As I write this, I can no longer express how moved I am. It can be said that my tears have not stopped even from the first half of the chapter. It would be a bit thin to just say how moved I am by this article. Please allow me to introduce myself here. I'm also a creator. The first time I officially wrote a fanfic was in 2011, when I wrote a full 7,000 words. At that time, I would also write articles on Tieba, but because I was still too young and did not have the opportunity to learn about the Three Kingdoms, I missed your article. Since then, I have been writing various novels and have met many readers and creators. I state this purely out of admiration for you, as you are also a creator and someone I respect immensely. Previously, I had been depressed for quite a long time in real life because of some things that could be considered life setbacks, which were real setbacks for me. I am a person who is quite paranoid about what I want, but when I spent seven or eight years working on my dream and pushed myself into a situation that had nothing to do with what I imagined, I really collapsed at that time. This incident touched the deepest roots of my life, causing me to fall into self-collapse and separation for a long time. I, who had never doubted my correctness, began to wonder: Is what I am pursuing correct? Am I doing the right thing? Can I ever write again? Today's Internet has undergone tremendous changes, and the appeal of words or novels is no longer as profound as it was in the 2010s. Although I have no complaints about this and am still doing my own thing, I still can't help but think, why don't I give up like this? These things will almost happen in 2023. That year, I lived like a zombie. The once abundant inspiration had disappeared, and I became anxious whenever I turned on the keyboard. Before, I could write hundreds of thousands of words of novels every year. During that time, I could only write sentences of one or two thousand words intermittently. Of course, these things are gradually getting better through my own efforts - but it is your works that really allow me to regain everything, start a new life journey, and have a stronger and more passionate creative enthusiasm than before. After I re-read this novel in October 2024, everything as usual seemed to be back. The long-term numbness finally left me, and I finally had the ability to cry for some kind of emotion. I cried almost half the night after reading it. It had been a long, long time since I had shed tears so freely, and it had been a long, long time since I had felt the simple existence of something so strongly. I think that although Geng Le is very sad, it is still a very innocent and beautiful novel. I dare not judge what kind of person you are, but the characters you write are so innocent and so determined. Whether it is Zhou Yu or Sun Quan, everyone lives an almost indestructible life - without the belief that "I must be indestructible". Just face all the irreversible things naturally and tenaciously. After reading it, I thought, your works have such great power to heal a person, and can save a person from a dead end so easily. Before that, I had read many classics and loved reading, but no book or novel could give me the legendary feeling of being "saved by literature." I think those novels may be too hypocritical and too pretentious. Because they are famous or beautifully decorated, people completely forget that they are things written by a group of pretentious people for literary society. My college major was literary criticism (nothing to show off), so I read a lot of essays and modern and contemporary novels. I have become accustomed to the hypocrisy of literature, and to the excessive personal feelings of the author in these novels. Those famous literary works are all scams and tricks, there are fewer and fewer truly pure literary works, and the field I study is full of new works written just to win awards. But your novel, as I say here: is so powerful. It didn't tell me any truth, it didn't spell out any answers to the world, but it liberated me so accurately. Such a height is beyond my reach, and I feel grateful and ashamed. To me, this is really an incredible thing. There are mixed reviews of your work online, but there is no doubt that it is a very widely circulated novel. But no matter from my personal or professional perspective, I think this is a very good work. It is natural and innocent, the author's lyricism is just right, the ups and downs of the plot are clear and rhythmic, and the characters' dialogues are even more penetrating. This is better than many actual published novels I've read, and your simplified writing perfectly blends emotion and scenery. If you ask me, this novel is a novel written in the style of Kawabata Yasunari. At first glance, the sentences are very concise and short, but upon closer reading, they reveal something special and wonderful. Such views and opinions have not changed at all whether I read it for the first time or read it again. That section, "Black tides rose from all directions, surged up gently, surrounded them, and melted into the eternal night" is almost similar to the section in Kawabata Yasugi's "After passing through the long tunnel, it is the snow country." The descriptions of many other scenery are also very beautiful. Zhou Yu and Sun Quan went to see the little sister's swing, which was covered with flowers. These are all so beautiful, even with the final death and farewell, they are still so moving. There are so many things I want to comment on in this novel of yours. Your writing is so beautiful that I can elaborate on each point for a long time. What I admire most here is the description of Zhou Yu's final death. In fact, I don't have a deep feeling about people gradually dying, because most of the elderly in my family are still alive, and they have not yet faced death very directly, or in other words, it is very far away from me. But I think the theme of "More Leak" is actually death. It starts with Sun Ce's death and ends with Zhou Yu's death. It would be better to say that Sun Quan's life has always been immersed in the fear of death, from his father Sun Jian to his brother Sun Ce, and then to his close minister Zhou Yu. The paragraph that impressed me the most is also the paragraph that I think best expresses the core of the whole article: In the darkness, through the moonlight, his body appeared a bluish-white color. Above the abdomen, there is a dark mass that is huge relative to the body. Zhou Yu said: "Master, do you want to light a lamp to watch? It is even more ferocious and terrifying." Sun Quan sat quietly opposite him, looked at him for a long time, and said: "Point." The dim yellow light came on, and Sun Quan squinted his eyes. The darkness has the illusion of chaos, as if nothing will ever end. "Darkness has an illusion of chaos, as if nothing will ever end." I really like this place. It's not so much that I like it, but that your design is too clever. Maybe you don't realize it when you're writing, because your work has a natural beauty that doesn't require much thought. But this sentence here is the explanation of the whole "more leakage". In the dark chaos, it represents the entanglement, love and hate of all the bad situations, just like the wound on Zhou Yu's body that will never get better, getting deeper and bigger. This is the building that is about to collapse, this is the hatred that people cannot resist. And who is the initiator of all this? No one is at fault, no one caused this. But all the entanglements overlap, causing everyone to slowly fall into a black hole. Yes, darkness has the illusion of chaos, and it will never end. Zhou Yu must die because his love is dead and his chastity is dead, so his body can only chase those things away reflexively. Sun Quan must live again, because he is still in this world. Rather than saying this is Quan Yu's love, it's more like saying it is a fairy tale where people and ghosts have different paths. Zhou Yu seemed to be gradually swallowed up by the chaos of the night, but Sun Quan held on to him desperately, like holding on to his seriously injured father, like holding on to his brother before his death, like holding Zhou Yu's hand, like visiting him who died young, like the humidity and darkness in the small room on the day his child Zhou Xun. He couldn't catch anyone or take anyone away. Of course Sun Quan was in pain. From this perspective, his pain was no less than that of Zhou Yu. It's just that Zhou Yu can tolerate or tolerate it because he is older, mature, experienced and has his own personality. Sun Quan was frightened by these strange emotions and traumas, so he could only love Zhou Yu with all his strength and prevent all of this from happening. Wait until the day when he can truly understand how to love someone - like what you wrote. For the first time, Sun Quan felt that it would be good if Zhou Yu was happy, even if he was not with him. That day, the Zhou Yu he saw was writing a suicide note. At the end of Zhou Yu's life, death became very, very long. Just like the love and power in his body are slowly flowing away bit by bit, the love and power in his body are slowly flowing away. I think this is the truest appearance of death! In the end, Zhou Yu could no longer respond to any word from Sun Quan. Normally, he would still resist him and talk back to him. In the end, Zhou Yu no longer even missed his Sun Ce, or in other words, all he saw was Sun Ce. A hug at the head of the river... And Sun Quan will never be able to keep up with these people who are passing away like the wind. What a hero... You know, you can't cry when you're really sad. Only happy sadness can make people cry freely. "Geng Le" is such a novel. There is a lot more I want to say, but I won't dump it all online. Maybe one day in the future, I will come to this website to leave a message, or maybe not. When I just finished reading the update this year, I was thinking, I wonder what 24 Flavors Herbal Tea is doing? What were you doing when I was given a new lease of life, crying for your work, recommending it to many people around me, and meeting many new friends? Have you ever felt that a new bird might suddenly appear on the branch outside your window one day? This is just my childish imagination. But I still believe that the words written by people are powerful. This work you left behind has given me so much power. I think if I can be like you and my words can bring different feelings and experiences to someone or a few people, then my writing will be valuable. I understand that you are not the same person you were when you first created "More Leak". Perhaps you are too ashamed to mention this work yourself, or have put it away and started a new life. Maybe you are still creating, maybe you have already lived another life. But no matter what, I want to thank you. Thank you for writing such a great piece of work. Thank you for saving me. It tells me how meaningful what I do is. What kind of life should I live in the future? How should I love, how should I wait, how should I continue, how should I face everything with innocence. I wish you a happy and happy life! Best wishes to you and your family! Thank you forever! Your reader and eternal supporter: Jenii 2024.11.4

It's too difficult to hold back, but after imagining that the state of the New Three Kingdoms can still match it, if you substitute the old Three Kingdoms, you won't be able to hold back at all...

When the song ends, people will not leave.# When I first read this article, I didn't pay too much attention to it. As I read it, I gradually became amazed. Only then did I realize that maybe it wasn't an exaggeration to say that the girls in the circle said: After the leak, there will be no more Quan Yu. In the beginning, I only ate Ce Yu. I felt that it was so beautiful to have a heart-to-heart connection between bamboo horses and bamboo horses. Moreover, Ce Yu's life ended abruptly in the best years, leaving Gong Jin alone to keep thinking about it for ten long years. It's both sweet and cruel, it's perfect and makes the viewers happy. And as a Ce Yu party member, I am still very opposed to Quan Yu. When I read Quan Yu's article, I remembered a sentence from Young and Dangerous when I was a kid - "The woman who robs the eldest brother will be struck by lightning from the sky!" But after reading the 24-flavor herbal tea, I was convinced. So what if the sky strikes like lightning? Falling in love with someone is not something I can decide. The large pen and ink surprised me. In Gong Jin's last stage, which was full of bitterness, memories kept coming up, running through their childhood, youth, and youth, until one of them left and the other died alone. The story is not long, just a lifetime. When I first saw it, I actually kept it in Ce Yu's mindlessly, but when I think about it carefully, Ce Yu is not bad either. The two of them seem to form a unique world, with an invisible barrier that excludes all brothers. He was as smart as the Marquis of Wu, but in front of Zhou Yu, he performed the story of beacon fire drama over the princes over and over again. However, just like Bao Si still did not love King Zhou You even if he smiled, he and his sweetheart performed an eternal one-man show. In Zhou Yu's heart, he has his world, his ambitions, and, related to the ambitions of the world, a young man named Sun who wields a sword to level the world. Is there a place for him? Have. But on the other side of the heart like everyone else. When Zhou Yu talked about Sun Ce in front of Sun Quan, he and Sun Ce seemed to be suddenly raised a whole generation, watching the growth of their children and grandchildren eagerly. Even if Sun Quan became the Marquis of Wu and became the Supreme Being, Zhou Yu always felt that he was just a child seven years younger than him. This was a sweet and bitter dream, and Sun Quan never wanted to wake up. On issues related to Zhou Yu, he behaved like a complete fool. Just like what is written at the end of the story, until Zhou Yu's death, Wu Hou did not understand why he was crying. Why do I cry? Why feel bad. Why feel uncomfortable. The young Zhou Yu, dressed in rich clothes and dusty from all the travels, stood in Sun Mansion in Fuchun with a smile on his eyebrows, competing against Sun Ce. [Don't look at brother, look at me. I'm always by his side. Fifteen-year-old Zhou Yu was lying under an ancient tree with a leaf in his mouth, watching the river in the distance merge into the river. Who are you thinking about? Brother, don't think about him, think about me, I'm thinking about you too. The 26-year-old Zhou Yu, dressed in mourning clothes, knelt down in front of Sun Ce's memorial tablet with a strong face and tears. [Why do you refuse to show any sadness in front of me? When will one of your tears be shed for me? In the Battle of Chibi, the blazing fire reflected on Zhou Yu's face and on his white armor and silver helmet. Jiangdong's God of War burned his glory to its peak. [What are you calling for, my brother's spirit in the sky? When can you fight for me? The 36-year-old Zhou Yu turned into a lone star, and Wu Hou burst into tears, but he didn't know why. It's not my fault that I fall in love with someone. Year after year, you are right in front of me, and I cannot meet you in vain. In my life, I wake up to my home and country, and in my dreams, I see mountains and rivers. I would rather never wake up from my dream. [I would rather Shucheng's youth never grow old. [I don't want this country, I would rather my brother be with you for the rest of my life. [I just hope that when I wake up, you are there, maybe you are still willing to smile at me. I will never beg for anything, just like my elder brother. Just wake up. So what if it's unfounded? So what if it contradicts history? So what if it's Ce Yu's destiny? I lost, and I was completely convinced by 24wei's great pen. She created a dark, confusing, bitter and sweet dream, and I indulged in it and refused to wake up, in the cycle of their lives. This is a dream about them, this is a dream we share.

Who is still shedding tears for Quan Yu's love in the underworld in 2023?

[Heartbreak] I wrote a script and killed my opponent until I slept with him and I felt weak. It was the first time in many years that I had made a mistake. I hate all plagiarism authors. Although the teacher is my opponent, your writing is really good [heartbroken]

I came across the Zengliu series two years ago. I read it many times in the past two years and was shocked every time. Reading the Gengluo series is really a kind of enjoyment, but it is also very painful. To borrow a sentence, the enjoyment of reading Gengluo is "knowing that it is impossible but doing it". My conscience repeatedly struck me that it was a sin, but I still couldn't help but be intoxicated by the beauty of the stories and words... "The sky is as long as water, and the silver screen shows the distant mountains and green mountains... Southern Spring wishes you a thousand years of longevity." From Gengluo to Dule, it was about 206 to 220 AD, which happened to be the replacement of the Four Heroes of Soochow. Taishi Ci, Jiang Qin and others also died during this period. In this story, old friends are dying one after another, some died because of Wu Liexiu, and some were killed by Sun Quan. Sun Quan will win his thousands of years, but he will be lonely in the end. Purple chrysanthemums and hibiscus, a good moon and a clear breeze, they look the same every year, but the things are not as good as before, and the people are no longer there. What's more, no one can really live over a thousand years old. Emperor Wu died in the late spring of 252, and Soochow died in the late spring of 280. All honors and disgrace, success and failure, unrequited ambitions, all greed, anger, ignorance, and failure to seek, are eventually buried in the southern spring, buried in the river and time. Finally, thank you herbal tea, thank you for creating such a good novel.

It was my first time writing a book review, and I was surprised. In fact, I didn't understand why Quan'er fell in love with Young Master Zhou by accident at first. "It's just that Young Master Zhou is good-looking and speaks nicely." But I always felt that it shouldn't be so superficial. When I read it again later, I found that Quan'er didn't love the handsome young man in gorgeous clothes, but the Zhou family brother who would protect him no matter the wind or rain, the yellow sand in the sky, or even life or death, the Zhou family brother who always smiled and always used to block him behind him. As a result, even though Quan Er had concerns and feelings about the subsequent Battle of Chibi, the marriage of his younger sister, and the military remonstrance, Zhou Yu did not. Gong Jin always regards Quan'er as a child who once focused on studying at the gate. He needs to protect him, he needs to protect Jiangdong, he needs to complete his previous great cause, and he needs to rush through all the obstacles to the land he has longed for countless times, using his blood, sweat, wounds and tears to embrace that sacred and lonely wilderness. Not only for himself, but also for the heart that has never been contaminated by swords in Zhou Yu's eyes. It's a pity that Quan'er will not always be Quan'er. Even though he is young, he is still a monarch who knows the way of a monarch and his ministers and is sophisticated in human affairs. Brother Xiao Zhou is no longer the young master of the Zhou family in Lujiang City, but the ruthless and uncompromising Zhou Gongjin. Someone has to do something, and someone has to do it. It's a pity that among the leaks that day, some people knew and some didn't want to know.

Gongjin is like a lotus flower in a clear pond, gradually withering and sinking into the still water. At the end of the story, no noise can be heard anymore, and only the sound of Zhongmou's own breathing can be heard between heaven and earth.

I vaguely remember that the author also wrote a book (I can't remember clearly). It was Sun Quan who ruined Xun'er and used him as a substitute. I hate him so much.

Unexpectedly, it has been 23 years since someone fell into the trap. Came too late. What's more, this is the first fanfic I've ever read. After reading it, the rest are hard to read.