White Hair in This World, a Sword's Courage Reduced to Ashes

From Zhihu to Sohu to the public account Weibo and finally to Jinjiang... Madam, you have so many vests

Hourglass of Death, this person and this article are unparalleled

Where is the author? Why don't you open a new article? All the old articles are locked.

I haven't seen Xi Yan for a long time, but I wanted to cry after reading this article... Piaomiaolu is a fantasy dream, Tianqi, Tianluo, Chenyue, and now Kyushu has declined. Now that I read this article, I just want to say... The iron armor is still there. Xi Yan is wearing a loose black dress, standing on the tower with Bai Yi and looking down, with endless sadness and vicissitudes in his eyes. General Gotian Yu, General Gotoyue, and their love and youth, have been buried in the spring and autumn of the imperial capital for a long time. In the end, we see Xi Yan, smiling calmly.

I came across this old article by chance, and I actually like your previous style. You use a tone of talking about old friends, telling an incomplete story calmly and somewhat lonely. In the story, there is Zilinqiu, Nanhuai City, and the euphemistic greeting of spring in the spring breeze. It feels very close to Kyushu. Compared with imaginative jokes and more lively articles, this quiet writing style is also very good. Please write a new article like this

I just played a lot and accidentally got a heartache. The quasi-senior high school dog has been surfing the Internet in the bookstore for a while and has to go home. Let's talk about it next time when I go online. Pian Miao Lu likes A Ye the most and then Xi Yan ["I personally went into battle to fight with Li Gong. That would be the only way to get back with my whole body. Why didn't you tell me?" The general in white turned around coldly and looked at Xi Yan's careless smile. After being quiet for a while, he suddenly smiled: "If you, an old fox, are killed by Ying Wuyi, I will pay for your tombstone, and I will handwrite the words 'deserves it' for you on it!" "It's no different than it was back then. You and I are our own masters. The less we meet in private, the better." "I have been an old friend for many years. I guessed that you would say this. I actually heard it with my own ears, but I still feel sad."] Su Yue Mo Yu is also great although I don't like Bai Yi either

-------------To General Yu Dianyu·Xi Yan------------- If I were a warrior in Kyushu, I would definitely stay by his side. It doesn't matter whether there is a wind pond, a Shangyang Pass, a war-torn Hanzhou grassland, or an undercurrent of apocalypse. When he grows flowers and grass, I will guard his garden of purple trees and autumn trees. When he goes to battle to kill the enemy, I will ride on my longbow and protect his side. If he comes to drink in his spare time and sing with his strings, I will stand aside and listen to his song of "Three Hatreds in This Life" and "A Life of a Hundred Years". If one day he dies in battle, I will bury his bones, take him back to the place where he has been trapped for ten years, plant a garden of ten miles of frost red, and listen to the midnight bell for half his life, even if I know that the person he loves is not me. (----------The text comes from an Internet user (￣3￣) who likes Xiyan so much! ---------------)

Yesterday's black hair, red bones among the graves. The moonlight comes late and dries up, and the song is peaceful and peaceful. There are always no tears in sorrow and joy. This is the world's gray hair and the sword's gall turned to gray. The wood of the piano is rustling, and when the strings are exhausted, the autumn wind returns sadly, don't ask for the beginning. Heroes always have no way out, and the world has been drinking for thousands of years, but this problem cannot be solved.

This man is also my only destiny.

The armor is still whining