The clear and clear sky is like a wash, facing the cold rain, falling like a silver curtain, my heart has become cold. The sparse branches and dead trees have been cool for a few times. Don't blame the cold rain. The clouds are rolling in my mind and my mind is clear and I don't know how long it is.
The cold branches stretch to the other side, the glass lamp has been broken, and the clear feathers of many dandelions have returned to dust. Lan Yinghua, the burning lamp is exhausted, and the mist and rain are flowing, all of which are unspeakable sadness and paleness.
There is a whistle in the sky, thousands of dusk smoke, no one is crossing the wild, the sky is roaring, and the sky is laughing. Tongyou Qujing has passed away. It rains in my heart, and I say in my heart that I am extremely sad. I take pleasure in suffering. I just laugh it off and let it go.
After hundreds of turns and thousands of vicissitudes of life, flowers are no longer flowers, and mist is no mist. In the end, dust returns to dust, and dust returns to dust. Why spend this life with resentment? The cold wind blows, the cold wind blows, and the haze comes and goes.
Qingling mountains and rivers, dreaming of Qingwei, two lifetimes filled with tears, a quiet song. The incense ashes on the lamp, the breeze blows, and the dust is flying and blooming all over the sky. Hanyu, cold jade, what a poignant and beautiful mourning.
Late in the evening, late in the evening, a thought of good and evil, an orchid in the empty valley, wind and rain orchestra, a sparse shadow, a lifetime of darkness, and the final destination.
The bright moonlight poured on the tips of a gloomy dense forest, making the dense forest look even more mysterious.
Suddenly, a sword light flew into the depths of the jungle. "!" Another sound of broken glass came out.
Swish——
Seven rays of rainbow light suddenly shot down from the clouds in the sky deep in the dense forest, illuminating the entire dense forest instantly.
The previously shattered magic mirror turned into the seven colors of the rainbow, representing love, courage, kindness, wisdom, gentleness, calmness and elegance respectively, and gradually rose into the clouds under the cover of night. Then, he went to another world in the churning clouds.
"For the survival of this world, please bring back the successors of Qihong!" Where the sword light appeared just now, an old man's voice rang out again.
Then everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened...
Purpose: Those with perfect virtue will prosper, and those with incomplete virtue will perish. The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.
