The Moonlight in the Courtyard Is Clear and Bright

The writing style of Lao Wen is really good, wow, wow, wow, wow.

The writing style of the old articles was really good!! The abuse is so uncomfortable, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Even after watching the ending of HE, I still find it so cruel π_π

The moonlight in the courtyard is clear and bright Anshun's joy is reflected in every word and word spoken by others, and it sinks into my heart, and I feel that this life is truly free and free-flowing. In the end, it is nothing more than a single word of love, which devours the soul and haunts the soul for a lifetime. Holding a jade fracture fan, wearing brocade clothes and a slightly curved smile, he looks like a happy prince. Arrogant and arrogant, in order to win the oiran's look back and smile, he set fire to the imperial garden; holding a jade fractured fan, he acted out thousands of faces and said, "Emerald". The bustling sound has disappeared, but the jade bones remain, sweeping up countless Yang Hua and thousands of shadows. Shaking the folding fan lightly, he drank lightly and smiled, "The tea is too weak, let's get a glass of wine instead." In such a life as cold as tea, if you serve a glass of wine, you are the one who invited the drink after all, and you don't know the taste of the wine. When I was a child, the late emperor gave me the name Joy at first sight, Dongling Joy, golden words, destiny, this life is peace and joy, noble status, and thousands of favors. It can be seen that in the little heart, in the cold and desolate palace, I will be afraid and homesick. At night, I will take off the disguise of being cute during the day, and I will be the flesh and blood Ting Yuezhao, who will pester Ah Wu to act like a baby, laugh and cry. A child's innocence lies in his belief that everyone who treats him well will remember it in his heart. Because the prince was playful and curious, he doted on Huanxi and allowed him to call him 'Brother Yu'. When she was drinking with him, she said happily: "Everything about me is yours. My people, my heart, my loyalty, my life are all yours. At that time, the bright moon was shining on the people in the courtyard. There was an undercurrent in the palace, and joy hurt myself with poison to protect him. The first time he ascended to the dragon throne, Yu felt heartbroken when he saw him fall in his arms. But he really wanted to be so naked the first time, and he couldn't bear to take advantage of him. Nostalgia. It was a mistake from the beginning, so it will be a mistake. The scattered chess pieces will no longer be the same as the chessboard, the mood of the past, and the people of the past. A piece of love that is as white as a pear blossom is stained with blood. After wiping it off, there is still a faint trace of blood. The blood, the tears, became deeper and deeper, drawing a shallow Milky Way. Finally, the heart of the happy person was broken. He said in front of the marching tent, "Brother Yu, I don't love you anymore, I'm tired." "Childhood's title, with one word, ten years of love, ten years of persistence, ten years of disregard for life and death. I am so happy that I let go completely. The years are like a knife, and the ten years of love are delayed. No matter how strong it was at the time, it is also thin. Like cicada wings, scattered in the wind. Joy, blind dedication, blind hope. Momentary comfort, momentary embarrassment, momentary letting go, just like the folding fan that is changed again and again, and the discarded love is locked. "Dragon and Phoenix among men, jade among jade." He called him Jade, and he called him Ting Yuezhao. On that stage where we met, he was both a spectator and a character inside and outside the play. A play within a play, a person in a role, happy gongs and drums, you just finish singing and I come on stage. Jade is very talented, 70% gentle, and 30% leisurely. Wine has created a love affair in Jade Moon. I beg for a fan. Jade inscriptions, drawings and signatures. Jade bone paper fans are valuable in a flawless sincerity. Drunk rouge, greedy and wine-loving people, sitting on the roof, smiling at the bright moon without making a sound. If this is the case in this life, how many regrets will there be in life. But things in the world cannot be explained clearly, the way is unclear, and cannot be seen through. Yuezhao always cried bitterly because of the feeling of not having enough love and being reluctant to leave. Jade said, "He doesn't want you, I want you, I like you." "This love was spoken out, and he was full of expectations and worries. After all, it could not withstand his complete rejection. The glass of wine was cold. If Jade had not turned around and left, would the result have been different? However, without what if, you left, and Ting Yuezhao's love was not a lack of love, but a love that he did not dare to, and it was also cold. Love, there is nothing that can be given up. He is still the jade, the jade with pity in his heart. When he sees the moonlight in the court, he will love, laugh, be crazy, and be bound. When the scarred Yuezhao was rescued, his heart really ached. He hated that the one who was injured was not him. Regardless of Prince Huanxi or Yuezhao, what he loved was always the person with the paper fan gently waving, that exquisite and clear heart. Yuezhao murmured his nickname in her dream, one after another, like drizzle beating on her heart. Could it be that Yuezhao really didn't have him in her heart? The authorities were confused. The person with high reputation said, Tang Zhixian, I really hate you. "After ten years of being together, Yu's understanding of Huanxi was better than Huanxi himself, and Yu felt that he was losing his joy little by little. When Huanxi rushed towards the gunpowder, Jade followed closely, calling Ting Yuezhao; while the emperor was pulled by the soldiers, half pushed and stopped, shouting for Huanxi, with such emotion, the boundaries were clear. Before being promoted, Jade was willing to give up everything in this world and only wanted to change his smile for the rest of his life. But if you understand fame and profit, how can you see that his passion seems to be a ruthless play? When everything was reduced to ashes, the moonlight was clear again, and remembering that year, that man, shaking his folding fan gently, smiling in a low voice, it hurts my heart and lungs.

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At least there is a HE... It can be considered a comfort... To be honest, I don't dare to read tragic stories. I can't bear the pain of my heart throbbing. I was already crying when I saw the last ending. Seeing this is barely comforting. At least I can ignore the previous BE and just assume that this child has a good ending.

At least there is a HE... It can be considered a comfort... To be honest, I don't dare to read tragic stories. I can't bear the pain of my heart throbbing. I was already crying when I saw the last ending. Seeing this is barely comforting. At least I can ignore the previous BE and just assume that this child has a good ending.

The man once asked him if he was willing to give up everything to be with him if he was still alive. He didn't answer at that time, so he never had the chance to answer in this life. Just like that man who is known as the Prince of Joy, but has never truly experienced peace and joy in his life...

I finished reading it in one breath... Howling in pain... Why is it that Mao has so many good articles these days...(Rolling all over the floor) I am obviously the most annoying NP, and I am obviously the most annoying Xiaoshou who is loved by everyone, but Xiaoyue is really irresistible... From the beginning of reading this article, I felt a sense of depression in my bones. The despair is deep and has no way to vent, and I sink deeper and deeper. Being tired is the most painful thing. In fact, I selfishly want to know the whereabouts of Awu. Among all the people, the one who is truly pure, clean and tolerant is Awu~

Unspeakably sad. . . Actually I love BE more