This is a short story about the ancient sword, narrating the past between the prince Changqin and Xianyu. First person.
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Prince Changqin is not Ouyang Shaogong. The soul of life is burning in silence, and the memory is in the soul of life. What Ouyang Shaogong inherited was incomplete, his obsession with immortality falling into the mortal world, and his unwillingness to be unkind to heaven and earth. All the indifference and indifference of Prince Changqin have been worn away in the long time, and what is left to Ouyang Shaogong is actually the deepest emotion of the year. It's just emotions.
What we are trying to figure out cannot be his state of mind, but our own feelings.
"Prince Changqin" is a beautiful song, but it's a pity that I couldn't wait for my soulmate within the time of one song. Maybe what he needs is not the beautiful foreshadowing of the bright moon, colorful clouds, and vicissitudes of life, nor the distant ending that disappears and the sighs of the world, nor the immortal memory of the lonely mountains and rivers with bright moon and cold stars.
Such a person, who doesn't need anything, is already the best scenery.
The best scenery is always easy to pass by.
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Aren't you rebelling against Tiangang? The official setting of the ancient sword is that the soul of life controls reincarnation, and the other two souls and seven souls carry memories. When Long Yuan forged the sword, he stripped off the soul that carried the memory, and the soul of life was used to refine the sword.
It's really touching. . . I remember that one of my classmates took a leave of absence due to illness before the high school entrance examination. Everyone joked with her and asked her to be a school girl next year. . . I remember I called her once, on the Monday before she left. At that time, she told me that nothing happened. The two of us chatted randomly for a long time, gossiping about the classmates in the class, and making jokes about the teacher. It was a mess. . . I knew my mother said it took too long, so I hung up the phone. . . After a few days, the teacher asked everyone not to disturb her and let her recover in peace. At that time, she was really obedient. She felt that the teacher said no, so she really didn't go, and she never doubted why the teacher didn't let everyone go. . . Later I found out that she might have had a premonition before she left. She told her parents that she hoped everyone would do well in the exam. . . At the end of the high school entrance examination, we asked the teacher about going to visit her, only to find out that she had acute leukemia and passed away a month ago. . . Didn't say goodbye to anyone. . . Only mom and dad are around. . . The day before she left, the teacher visited her and found that she was still in good spirits. Later, the nurses said that she was probably recovering. . . Later, her parents told her what she said, and all the teachers hid it from everyone. . . As a result, on the day after the high school entrance examination, everyone learned the truth and cried. . . She didn't keep a diary because the time from when she learned about her illness to when she got sick was too short, only one week. . . I remember there was a boy she liked in her junior high school class, and she told me that she would confess to him in high school. I used to laugh at her, saying that boy was not good enough and could not be good enough for her. . . To this day, every time I see that boy or hear news about that boy, I still think, if she confessed her love in junior high school, would the two of them be together? If they get together, will she be able to experience love before she leaves? She loves to listen to Jacky Cheung's songs. She goes to every concert and has every album. I followed her all the way to listen to Chris Cheung's songs, and as she left, I refused to listen to Chris Cheung's songs again. . . She plays the piano very well and is good at writing articles. She said that when high school was divided into liberal arts and science subjects, she no longer had to worry about the abominable physics and chemistry. . . When I was taking the college entrance examination, I was thinking that if she were still here, she would be in the liberal arts examination room. . . She is very gentle and has always taken care of me like a sister. She said that I was too lively and like a tomboy. I told her that a tomboy would be good at science. . . She was very ordinary, her grades were only average on average, and she didn't know many people in the whole grade. Probably the only time she became famous was her sudden death, and all the teachers knew her name. . . Everyone wonders why our relationship is so good, and I don't know the reason. I have never met a gentle and talented woman like her. . . I think maybe it was fate. From the moment she entered the school in junior high school and she sat directly behind me, we were destined to become good friends. . . The only regret I have is that I kept too few photos when I was in junior high school. In the end, I discovered that I only had one photo of her. . . My uncle and aunt also moved away from the city because of their sadness. . . It seemed like everything related to her was gradually disappearing. . . I now think that maybe from that point on, I planned to study medicine. . . To this day, this girl is still the best memory in my life. . .
Nuannuan was painful, right? At that time, she was watching Pei Yang become increasingly haggard, and at the same time she was looking at Lu Ziang's "affection". She was caught in two situations, and she was endlessly contradictory. . . It was not until many years later that the truth was known. . . Nuan Nuan will probably regret it now, and will be upset about her little thoughts at the beginning. . . Pei Yang, a person who lives tenaciously, met Nuan Nuan, a completely different girl. She came from a superior family, was carefree, and always went to warm others. Pei Yang may have friendship, love, or family affection for Nuan Nuan, but Nuan Nuan is still the warmest sunshine in her heart. . . . . During those green years, Nuannuan was like a warm sunshine, nourishing Pei Yang's life, making her life no longer lonely and lonely. . .
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Aren't you rebelling against Tiangang? The official setting of the ancient sword is that the soul of life controls reincarnation, and the other two souls and seven souls carry memories. When Long Yuan forged the sword, he stripped off the soul that carried the memory, and the soul of life was used to refine the sword.
It's really touching. . . I remember that one of my classmates took a leave of absence due to illness before the high school entrance examination. Everyone joked with her and asked her to be a school girl next year. . . I remember I called her once, on the Monday before she left. At that time, she told me that nothing happened. The two of us chatted randomly for a long time, gossiping about the classmates in the class, and making jokes about the teacher. It was a mess. . . I knew my mother said it took too long, so I hung up the phone. . . After a few days, the teacher asked everyone not to disturb her and let her recover in peace. At that time, she was really obedient. She felt that the teacher said no, so she really didn't go, and she never doubted why the teacher didn't let everyone go. . . Later I found out that she might have had a premonition before she left. She told her parents that she hoped everyone would do well in the exam. . . At the end of the high school entrance examination, we asked the teacher about going to visit her, only to find out that she had acute leukemia and passed away a month ago. . . Didn't say goodbye to anyone. . . Only mom and dad are around. . . The day before she left, the teacher visited her and found that she was still in good spirits. Later, the nurses said that she was probably recovering. . . Later, her parents told her what she said, and all the teachers hid it from everyone. . . As a result, on the day after the high school entrance examination, everyone learned the truth and cried. . . She didn't keep a diary because the time from when she learned about her illness to when she got sick was too short, only one week. . . I remember there was a boy she liked in her junior high school class, and she told me that she would confess to him in high school. I used to laugh at her, saying that boy was not good enough and could not be good enough for her. . . To this day, every time I see that boy or hear news about that boy, I still think, if she confessed her love in junior high school, would the two of them be together? If they get together, will she be able to experience love before she leaves? She loves to listen to Jacky Cheung's songs. She goes to every concert and has every album. I followed her all the way to listen to Chris Cheung's songs, and as she left, I refused to listen to Chris Cheung's songs again. . . She plays the piano very well and is good at writing articles. She said that when high school was divided into liberal arts and science subjects, she no longer had to worry about the abominable physics and chemistry. . . When I was taking the college entrance examination, I was thinking that if she were still here, she would be in the liberal arts examination room. . . She is very gentle and has always taken care of me like a sister. She said that I was too lively and like a tomboy. I told her that a tomboy would be good at science. . . She was very ordinary, her grades were only average on average, and she didn't know many people in the whole grade. Probably the only time she became famous was her sudden death, and all the teachers knew her name. . . Everyone wonders why our relationship is so good, and I don't know the reason. I have never met a gentle and talented woman like her. . . I think maybe it was fate. From the moment she entered the school in junior high school and she sat directly behind me, we were destined to become good friends. . . The only regret I have is that I kept too few photos when I was in junior high school. In the end, I discovered that I only had one photo of her. . . My uncle and aunt also moved away from the city because of their sadness. . . It seemed like everything related to her was gradually disappearing. . . I now think that maybe from that point on, I planned to study medicine. . . To this day, this girl is still the best memory in my life. . . Nuannuan was painful, right? At that time, she was watching Pei Yang become increasingly haggard, and at the same time she was looking at Lu Ziang's "affection". She was caught in two situations, and she was endlessly contradictory. . . It was not until many years later that the truth was known. . . Nuan Nuan will probably regret it now, and will be upset about her little thoughts at the beginning. . . Pei Yang, a person who lives tenaciously, met Nuan Nuan, a completely different girl. She came from a superior family, was carefree, and always went to warm others. Pei Yang may have friendship, love, or family affection for Nuan Nuan, but Nuan Nuan is still the warmest sunshine in her heart. . . . . During those green years, Nuannuan was like a warm sunshine, nourishing Pei Yang's life, making her life no longer lonely and lonely. . .