We were once childhood sweethearts, so why did we encounter such a big change?
In turbulent times, when the country hates the family, where should love go? How should hate end?
How can the proud man of heaven, the best friend of life and death, look down on the world?
Friendship, love, the world, how to choose?
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Some people in this world are obsessed with appearance, some are obsessed with uncles, some are obsessed with stockings, and some are obsessed with uniforms. Is there anyone who is obsessed with names? I have an inexplicable obsession with a name, so I like everything about it. Just like falling in love with a girl, maybe because she has beautiful and slender fingers, or maybe she has delicate and small ear contours, or maybe because she has milk stains on the corners of her mouth that she forgot to wipe off.
I had an obsession with the name Mochou, so I read this book "Mochou in This Life".
There are many people named Mochou, and Lu Mochou at the end of the Warring States Period was very famous. It is said that when she was born, her father held her in his arms and said to the crying little girl, "Don't cry, don't cry, don't be sad, don't be sad, don't worry, don't worry." When he said Mochou, the little girl suddenly stopped crying and stared at him with a pair of big black eyes, so the little girl was named Mochou.
Jin Yong's Li Mochou is also impressive. On the surface, she appears to be cruel and frightening, but in fact, she is just a fragile woman trapped and hurt by love.
Then there is the Mochou described by the author. The copy says: When she was born, her father held her mother in his arms and said, I want to give you a promise not to worry about anything in this life, so our daughter is called Mochou.
She was a princess raised in a deep palace, carefully protected and properly treasured by her father, queen and queen.
When she was born, before she met Mu Yuanlang, her life should be like the fifteenth moon wheel, perfect. Whatever she wants, someone will immediately hold it in front of her. Even if it is a star, there will be someone willing to give it to her. Her life originally had no suspense. She was born in the prosperous land of Yanliu and grew up in a gentle and wealthy land. However, she longed to find a prince-in-law who would hold hands and draw her eyebrows carefully and tell her the most beautiful words to soothe her soul. When she got old, there were a lot of children and grandchildren around her, urging her to call her grandmother and mother.
But "when she was eight years old, she picked up an injured boy under a peach blossom tree", and her life began to slowly deviate from the established track; "When she was thirteen, he said to her: Give me two years, and when I have built enough achievements to match yours, I will come back and marry you." They made perfect vows, imagining the happiness of the two of them, not knowing what fate was about to do to them. A joke; "Once the city was broken, in the most embarrassing moment, he was like a devil crawling out of hell. The man who originally had no possibility in this life linked their fates together in the most tragic way." His and her fates had deviated, but Mu Yuanlang was strong and stubborn to turn their fate back, and the story begins here. A man who abandons his destiny without hesitation for love, can he be happy again in this life? A princess who was held in the palm of her hand and cared for with care, faced with the hatred of her country and her family, how could she clean up the mess? The hopeless lover in this life returns with the identity of an enemy. Where will her love for him go?
In the one-volume "Shocking Dream", there is a battle between palaces:
"The palace lady in blue on the ground raised her head. It was a very slender face, with tiny eyebrows, a tiny nose, and a very thin lip. Her body was also thin and slender, making it impossible to guess her age, but she had a pair of extremely stubborn big eyes, which were staring at her with dark eyes. Mochou lost her mind all of a sudden. I want you to know who is the real master of the Cangyuan harem. Come on, drag me down and beat the 20 big boards again."
Who would have guessed that a palace maid she treated like this would be her most effective assistant in communicating with people outside the palace.
"Whether it is or not, it seems that there is something wrong with this tub. I just don't know who owns this new tub?"
"The Queen is such a noble person and forgets things so much. This furniture naturally came from the Queen. Have you forgotten that you just threw away a batch of furniture half a month ago?"
How can Mochou escape unscathed when faced with a trap carefully designed by others?
Love has:
"Let me get off the horse. I'm not used to riding with others."
"Then the princess may have to learn to get used to it in the future."
"I don't think so. There won't be a shortage of carriages in our palace."
"It will happen later."
The male protagonist and the female protagonist are in the same car, a very classic dialogue.
"As I got closer, I saw the word "hou" written on the lantern. The palace attendant who held the lantern was quite surprised. The palace was filled with a strong fragrance of roses. When Mu Yuanlang smelled the tangy fragrance, he felt that the alcohol that had just subsided was coming back again. His body was getting hotter and his mood was getting more and more irritable. The corridor was dark with only a light burning at the end. There was a dim yellow lamp without a lampshade, and the flames were dancing, causing the fire in his heart to burn. The window was wide open, and the surrounding gauze was flying in the sky. Through the heavy gauze curtains, a white figure was vaguely seen lying on her side on the soft couch under the window. Her face could not be seen, but her figure looked particularly graceful. "
Mu Yuanlang thought that the person lying on his side in front of the window was his Mochou, but unexpectedly she pushed him to someone else.
A surprising glimpse:
"It was still far away, but Mochou could clearly see his thin figure, his pale face with deep features, and there was an indescribable loneliness and coldness in the moonlight.
She ran over quickly, threw herself into the man's arms, and shouted, "Little uncle." "
I intuitively feel that this man has many stories.
"Yue Niang moved her lotus steps lightly, stepped forward, and took the fan back from the scholar's hand. Her sleeves were quite wide, and when she took the thing, she swept her sleeves and brought up a layer of wind. The water-like cloth gently swept from his outer wrist and palm, and it was scratched in just a moment. Shui Yueniang also stepped back.
Far away, what kind of thing is the little scholar from Jiangnan? Never heard of it before. With such little ability, you still dare to call yourself a young scholar. The water in this world is getting shallower and shallower. "
Is it Mochou who is playing this woman, or is this woman playing Mochou?
The shortcomings are that the pace is a bit slow and the content is a bit scattered. I don't know how the author will wrap it up in the second volume. Looking forward to a better story, I hope this is not a tragedy.
"What do you hope for when you are rich and noble? How can you not marry the king of your employer?" This is a story about marrying the king of your employer. It is worth reading.
Some people in this world are obsessed with appearance, some are obsessed with uncles, some are obsessed with stockings, and some are obsessed with uniforms. Is there anyone who is obsessed with names? I have an inexplicable obsession with a name, so I like everything about it. Just like falling in love with a girl, maybe because she has beautiful and slender fingers, or maybe she has delicate and small ear contours, or maybe because she has milk stains on the corners of her mouth that she forgot to wipe off. I had an obsession with the name Mochou, so I read this book "Mochou in This Life". There are many people named Mochou, and Lu Mochou at the end of the Warring States Period was very famous. It is said that when she was born, her father held her in his arms and said to the crying little girl, "Don't cry, don't cry, don't be sad, don't be sad, don't worry, don't worry." When he said Mochou, the little girl suddenly stopped crying and stared at him with a pair of big black eyes, so the little girl was named Mochou. Jin Yong's Li Mochou is also impressive. On the surface, she appears to be cruel and frightening, but in fact, she is just a fragile woman trapped and hurt by love. Then there is the Mochou described by the author. The copy says: When she was born, her father held her mother in his arms and said, I want to give you a promise not to worry about anything in this life, so our daughter is called Mochou. She was a princess raised in a deep palace, carefully protected and properly treasured by her father, queen and queen. When she was born, before she met Mu Yuanlang, her life should be like the fifteenth moon wheel, perfect. Whatever she wants, someone will immediately hold it in front of her. Even if it is a star, there will be someone willing to give it to her. Her life originally had no suspense. She was born in the prosperous land of Yanliu and grew up in a gentle and wealthy land. However, she longed to find a prince-in-law who would hold hands and draw her eyebrows carefully and tell her the most beautiful words to soothe her soul. When she got old, there were a lot of children and grandchildren around her, urging her to call her grandmother and mother. But "when she was eight years old, she picked up an injured boy under a peach blossom tree", and her life began to slowly deviate from the established track; "When she was thirteen, he said to her: Give me two years, and when I have built enough achievements to match yours, I will come back and marry you." They made perfect vows, imagining the happiness of the two of them, not knowing what fate was about to do to them. A joke; "Once the city was broken, in the most embarrassing moment, he was like a devil crawling out of hell. The man who originally had no possibility in this life linked their fates together in the most tragic way." His and her fates had deviated, but Mu Yuanlang was strong and stubborn to turn their fate back, and the story begins here. A man who abandons his destiny without hesitation for love, can he be happy again in this life? A princess who was held in the palm of her hand and cared for with care, faced with the hatred of her country and her family, how could she clean up the mess? The hopeless lover in this life returns with the identity of an enemy. Where will her love for him go? In the one-volume "Shocking Dream", there is a battle between palaces: "The palace lady in blue on the ground raised her head. It was a very slender face, with tiny eyebrows, a tiny nose, and a very thin lip. Her body was also thin and slender, making it impossible to guess her age, but she had a pair of extremely stubborn big eyes, which were staring at her with dark eyes. Mochou lost her mind all of a sudden. I want you to know who is the real master of the Cangyuan harem. Come on, drag me down and beat the 20 big boards again." Who would have guessed that a palace maid she treated like this would be her most effective assistant in communicating with people outside the palace. "Whether it is or not, it seems that there is something wrong with this tub. I just don't know who owns this new tub?" "The Queen is such a noble person and forgets things so much. This furniture naturally came from the Queen. Have you forgotten that you just threw away a batch of furniture half a month ago?" How can Mochou escape unscathed when faced with a trap carefully designed by others? Love has: "Let me get off the horse. I'm not used to riding with others." "Then the princess may have to learn to get used to it in the future." "I don't think so. There won't be a shortage of carriages in our palace." "It will happen later." The male protagonist and the female protagonist are in the same car, a very classic dialogue. "As I got closer, I saw the word "hou" written on the lantern. The palace attendant who held the lantern was quite surprised. The palace was filled with a strong fragrance of roses. When Mu Yuanlang smelled the tangy fragrance, he felt that the alcohol that had just subsided was coming back again. His body was getting hotter and his mood was getting more and more irritable. The corridor was dark with only a light burning at the end. There was a dim yellow lamp without a lampshade, and the flames were dancing, causing the fire in his heart to burn. The window was wide open, and the surrounding gauze was flying in the sky. Through the heavy gauze curtains, a white figure was vaguely seen lying on her side on the soft couch under the window. Her face could not be seen, but her figure looked particularly graceful. " Mu Yuanlang thought that the person lying on his side in front of the window was his Mochou, but unexpectedly she pushed him to someone else. A surprising glimpse: "It was still far away, but Mochou could clearly see his thin figure, his pale face with deep features, and there was an indescribable loneliness and coldness in the moonlight. She ran over quickly, threw herself into the man's arms, and shouted, "Little uncle." " I intuitively feel that this man has many stories. "Yue Niang moved her lotus steps lightly, stepped forward, and took the fan back from the scholar's hand. Her sleeves were quite wide, and when she took the thing, she swept her sleeves and brought up a layer of wind. The water-like cloth gently swept from his outer wrist and palm, and it was scratched in just a moment. Shui Yueniang also stepped back. Far away, what kind of thing is the little scholar from Jiangnan? Never heard of it before. With such little ability, you still dare to call yourself a young scholar. The water in this world is getting shallower and shallower. " Is it Mochou who is playing this woman, or is this woman playing Mochou? The shortcomings are that the pace is a bit slow and the content is a bit scattered. I don't know how the author will wrap it up in the second volume. Looking forward to a better story, I hope this is not a tragedy. "What do you hope for when you are rich and noble? How can you not marry the king of your employer?" This is a story about marrying the king of your employer. It is worth reading.