Searching for Dreams

Open your heart and see the emotions. ——"Hanshu" Love is also a dream, it is also true, it is also a thought, it is also an obsession. There seems to be resentment, but no regrets. We once met each other, and we were entangled in love, which can no longer be untied, just like dreams. Just because the love is sincere is enough. Is a person's two time travels a blessing from God or fate? Is the two people's journey together a play to fulfill God's destiny, or is it a chance to seize one's own opportunities? Two fates, a strange fate. Originating from dependencies, connected, emotions arise, and feelings arise. Wedge: During the war, the land was bright red, but dark. Armor and flags, but they cover the earth with loess. Wolf smoke fills the air, seeming to engulf the world. 'Since I have promised not to marry anyone who is not your king, I am willing to accompany you to the end, even to death. ' A woman with bright eyes and white teeth, skin as thick as gel, air as bright as orchid, and a charming face. She let down her silky bun and spread it around her waist, leaning on her with lowered eyebrows. Endless affection. 'I also swear that I won't marry you unless I marry you, and I will never abandon you or become a fairy or a ghost. ' The handsome man's slightly messy long hair was tied behind his head, but he embraced Rubao in his arms with strength yet tenderness. Such pity. At this time, the love has deepened and jealousy has arisen. In a vast and chaotic valley, a man and a woman hug each other. Too much experience, too much love, soft words, looking at the sky. So soft and graceful. Thick clouds and mist linger in the sky, and the setting sun takes advantage of this gap to shine into a golden dusk. There was a sound of drums and trumpets, loud and harsh. Immediately, the remaining hundreds of soldiers behind the two men walked out of the tent with pain, and lined up to prepare for battle. It has been three days and two nights of siege and anxiety, but it seems that I can't wait for the third night to come. The sound of enemy drums and trumpets was getting closer and closer, deafening. The sound of rushing footsteps suddenly stopped, "General Chi, the enemy is about to attack." "Prepare for battle." "It's an order." The man caressed the woman's cheek, and the two looked at each other lightly and thoroughly. He picked up the sword placed on the ground, turned around, and with quick and vigorous steps, he instantly merged into the hundreds of remaining soldiers and disappeared into a pair of watery eyes. However, just for protection. But in just a moment, the beautiful woman's clear, affectionate and reluctant eyes, accompanied by noise in just a few dozen minutes, experienced expectation, determination, persistence, fear, despair, confusion, sadness, and resentment, until they turned into a pair of hateful eyes. The noise was the sound of hundreds of deaths, and the hatred seemed to be the fruit of betrayal. That look in his eyes was so direct and captivating.