Qing Fengzhi
Tan Qingfeng×Liu Kaofeng
There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and column is reminiscent of the past.
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
"Who am I?"
When a man can no longer bear the pressure of the world, he is destined to fall apart.
When a person has lost the right to choose between good and evil, the only thing that can control him is his destroyed heart.
Establish a body for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations.
When bits and pieces of blood dripped from his hands, his faith was completely shattered.
Tears fell from his eyes like broken jade, and were carried by the strong wind towards the abyss. He was silent for a moment, and then flew down from the cliff without hesitation.
The flying dusk snow buried him forever, and all that was left to future generations was a gentle admiration when he first heard it.
Tan Qingfeng "died", maybe it was just that his heart died, but what is the difference between his heart dying and his body dying?
It would be more painful to be heartbroken!
On that day, the brilliance of the stars disappeared with him, and there was only this sentence left in the official secret book: "The moment Tan Qingfeng died, a dragon jumped up in the stream, carrying the sun, moon and stars with him, and retired to the horizon."
So the lives of Tan Qiujing and Tan Qiulie began at the age of twelve...