A Hundred Years Apart

Make up points! I forgot to rate it earlier!

The whole article seems to be about the inner struggle of the heroine. The loyalty of the girl, the love and care of the sister-in-law, especially the care of Ai Lanzhu and Huixin, and the protection of the old queen... Throughout the whole article, it seems that except for the concubine, all the supporting heroines are very good to the heroine. Not to mention men. So it seems that the heroine is fighting against herself from beginning to end. To 14 is a beautiful memory of past relationships, and to 4 is a dedication to real feelings. Deep in my heart, there will be memories of what I have lost and longing for what I have never obtained. So will you cherish what you have in front of you? Burying in the same cave after death is the best promise a feudal emperor can make to his beloved. From this point of view, there is no doubt that Yongzheng's deep love for Concubine Nian!

I like it, but why is there no extra story about Four Four? Some regrets

I don't know why, tears flowed down. Maybe it's sadness, maybe it's sigh, just like that, it's a lifetime.

I thought that "Step by Step Jingxin" had already written all the stories about the Qing Dynasty, but I didn't expect that there would be such a stunning work. After spending two days reading it, I really felt like I was too late to meet you. Personally, I don't really like the Qing Dynasty, perhaps because I fundamentally dislike the "Manchu and Qing Tatars". If I had been born in the Qing Dynasty, I might have been a member of those who fought against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty. Although I don't like Qing palace novels, a good book is a good book. As long as it's well written, I'm still willing to read it. Among all the novels about time-traveling that I have read, "Bu Bu Jing Xin" can be regarded as the best one I have ever read. After reading Bu Jing, I can hardly stand any other time-traveling novels. I discovered this book "A Hundred Years of Farewell" by chance. The first few chapters already hooked me. I especially like the heroine's somewhat heartless optimism and free and easy attitude. The description of the fourth brother is also different from the fourth brother in Bu Jing. A little more humane and a little less cold. The first part of the novel is particularly well written, although the latter part is a bit cumbersome, but overall it is a rare masterpiece. Maybe it's because the heroine is always willing to stay with him and understand him when Yong Zheng becomes more and more indifferent and unfeeling after becoming the emperor. Personally, I seem to prefer Hundred Years to Shocking.

The clouds and clouds of the three lives are waxing and waning, and there are joys and sorrows in one day. . . You shouldn't be so humble as to come in and take a look. In the middle of the night, all you can think about is: a wall will destroy all prosperity. . . . . .

After reading more than 380,000 words carefully, the sentence came to mind involuntarily - whose eye corner touched whose eyebrow, whose smile made whose tears, whose heart carried whose reincarnation; whose palm prints atone for whose sin. Suddenly, I forgot about the time travel at the beginning of the story, ignored the blood-barbaric historical process, ignored Yinzhen's identity, and no longer looked at the family grudges of the concubine Nian. What lingered in my mind was only a simple story, a legend that was like a dream in the world. Naihe Bridge and Sansheng Stone, even if a hundred years pass by, still cannot erase the infatuation in my heart. Even if the love is like the wind, even if the intention is like smoke, a hundred years have passed with just one pipa song. I asked myself what I loved about this article, and suddenly I was stunned because I couldn't explain why. The author did not elaborately restore the undercurrent of the nine sons seizing the heir, nor explain the emotions of the characters in detail. Quan only acted as a passer-by in the drama, and slowly told the readers about the decades of time. From sentence to sentence, the heroine in the story is Nian Yinghe, Yu Xingchen, or ourselves. In fact, who can tell the difference? The depth of engagement depends on the resonance. As I have always believed, the reason why a story touches people's hearts is that it touches the reader's inner soul inadvertently. It may be a plot, a narration, or just a turn or a smile, but it can remind you of the first makeup of a certain world. Although it has long since become a cinnabar mole in the heart, it still cannot cover up the white moonlight of that time. Some people think that the author writes slowly, and only after more than half of the novel does the heroine recognize this love and family in a flash of her soul. But I don't know why, but I feel like the timing is just right. The early step is not decisive enough, and the late step is too contrived. If you leave from modern times, you will inevitably know the trajectory of history early and determine the outcome of success or failure. The heroine is just an ordinary person in this world, with little persistence and belief. She does not want to get involved in the vortex of suspicion and cunning. Even if she cannot be alone, she can only build a protective wall for herself. It's a pity that love doesn't know where it started. It goes deeper and deeper. Although it's unintentional, lingering lingering smoke passes by; but it's still there. In the quiet time, I watch the passing years with you. The love that arises quietly seems to say to myself, I hope that when the prosperity ends, I will still grow old with you. However, the heroine's stubbornness and selfishness are hidden, and she is afraid of being hurt, so she chooses to turn a blind eye and ignore the pain. Even if she hesitates, she still has to turn around and leave. A curtain of flowers and a curtain of rain, whose heart falls on it? However, how can we let go of this whirling three-life song? Now that you have stepped into this mortal world, how can you break it off whenever you want? There are sparse shadows on the half-window, looking back a hundred years, with the sound of pipa playing and the ink flying. Even the heroine, who claims to be aloof and arrogant, cannot escape the situation where the past is thick and only one person lingers in her eyes at the moment when the new life seems to be coming and the old soul is gone. Suddenly I feel relieved. I am a spirit that cannot go away. It has come to you through all kinds of twists and turns. Since I can't escape and pour it out, I don't care about what I know is nothing, whether it is a pan of oil or a mountain of knives. My heart is full of sweetness, just to smooth the desolation between your eyebrows. This is a once in a lifetime experience that will be unforgettable. Only then did I suddenly realize that I had quietly come to the ending along with the author's crooning words. It should be an expected ending, but it can't hide the lingering sigh of loneliness. It can't be called happy, but it's definitely not sad. There is a trace of regret, but I feel that these regrets are amazing for that past. People often say that good music lingers around for three days without abating. This article agrees with it. Although the story is over, it cannot be removed from my mind. It will be remembered inadvertently, and I will feel regretful in the aftertaste. It will last for three days, so I leave this article with emotion. No matter whether the feelings expressed are far away from the story, they are all born in the "hundred years of separation". That glance back has passed by the mortal world of Zimo...

Why did it end after not seeing each other for half a month? I really couldn't bear to let it go. The various feelings I had after reading the article are still in my heart.

Why did I just have to write my master's thesis in pain for half a month, and then the article is finished, and I fell V, woo woo woo woo. Going to school is really harmful to others and yourself.

Ah, I can't describe the feeling... It should be like this, but I hope it won't be like this... I'm confused about when to write a new article,,, let's go catch up, I'll skip reading this one... Yuanmu