I really didn't mean to do it, it's just that I've been so busy lately that I almost vomited, and I really don't have time to update the article every day.
For everyone's convenience, I post an article from a long time ago here and it will be updated automatically. In fact, I personally feel that the writing is quite good, especially the second part "Xiaoxiang Shuiyun". To be honest, after writing so many articles, it is really difficult for me to find any one that can make me not stand in the perspective of God but feel like I am actually there. I think "Xiaoxiang" did it. The other two parts also have their own merits, here is a short introduction.
Mobei Chapter·Sparse Shadows and Dark Fragrance
Boating on the Peach Blossom River, the jade belt of Qingchuan is long; the trees are falling and the wild geese are crossing to the south, and the orchids and zhi are fragrant. Angelica dahurica is all over the river, and the ground is covered with clear frost. Frost birds are dancing and jade plums are fragrant. Frost birds are always next to the jade plums.
One is the beloved daughter of the lord of the desert, and the other is a poet whose family is ruined but does not know what hatred is. It seems that they are destined to come together by God, but the thoughts of revenge from others are like a dose of poison, gradually tainting the originally painful but impeccable happiness...
Jiangnan Chapter·Xiaoxiang Water Cloud
Don't return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart.
This is the one I am most proud of among the three, and "Xiaoxiang Shuiyun" is my favorite piano piece. The story takes place in Lin'an City in the Southern Song Dynasty, about two legendary and beautiful women: one is the leader of the Southern Opera Troupe who is good at martial arts, and the other is a teahouse guest who is proficient in the lyre. In the snowy Lin'an City, the faint melody of the Yao Qin in the sky, who sings softly along with the chanting, gradually disappears into the lonely street corner, in the cold wind...
Western Region·Cold Rain and Autumn Heart
Looking up, the sky is still clear and blue every day; the bluestone streets continue towards the evening;
The mulberry fields and the sea are changing, the stars are changing, but the cold rain and autumn heart will remain unchanged for three lifetimes.
Hating conquests but having no choice but to become the lord of the desert, Xiaoji Lial, like every incompetent king, indulged in poetry, wine and singing while ignoring state affairs. However, the neighboring country's Sable has been on an expedition to the east and west, and he is trying to take this opportunity to eliminate the long-coveted Rial in one fell swoop. Everyone has their own conspiracy, but in the end who will fall into whose trap, and who will become whose victim...
Yongxiang has been resentful of Qiluo for many years, and he has been thinking about the storm all day long after being separated.
There are endless marks on the bamboo in Xiangjiang River, and there are as many as there are sprinkled in front of the Xianshou monument.
People go to Zitai and enter the fortress in autumn. Soldiers come to Chu's tent and listen to the songs at night.
I asked at the Bashui Bridge in the morning, but I didn't arrive in Qingpao to give him the jade.
——Li Yishan's "Tears"
I don't write about Danmei because I don't understand men.
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