Holding the Moon and Annihilating Flowers Among Flowers
揽月湮·花间策
by Qiao Qianhe (乔芰菏)
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- ThemePlot-Driven
- POVUnspecified
- Age13+
- Angst
- Destined Pairing
- Serious Drama
Synopsis
Listening to the wind's roar, I immediately took off thousands of mountains away. Long lovesickness, lost in the world of mortals. When the light blooms, it is stained with wind and frost. Take in the whole world and see the beauty at a glance. The world's envy, double wall. While talking and laughing in Shenyuan Valley, I am plotting the world in Fengtang Ao. Your Majesty and your Majesty, stand up for the world, envy the common people, and help the eight desolate areas. ———— The winds and clouds are changing, there is no guessing whether it will be sunny or rainy, and in troubled times, who will rule the world? The moon is gone, the jade is broken, and the three thousand obsessions and anger are broken. Falling flowers are obliterated, frost flowers are broken. The crimson flowers fall, and the frost remains. Fuhua passed away, the double wall was broken, the world was sad, and the common people mourned. —————— How can the dust and dust of the fleeting years be brushed lightly, and the frost and flowers fall to the end of the world? I wish: The sea and rivers are clear, the rivers and lakes are prosperous, and we can join hands and laugh at the misty clouds floating in the world, and live this life with light clouds and flowing water. Young and unruly, there is no time to regret. From then on, youth was buried in one night, and young pear blossoms were buried in this life. He won the world, but lost to him. In the end, youth wakes up from the dream, obsessed with life, and becomes a thing in a moment. ———— It rains at night in the rivers and lakes, and the ten years have been extraordinary. Ten years, Enough to disarm the general and return to his field Titles on the Scholars' Gold List Ten years is too short, Enough to spend a life of joys and sorrows. The ten years of Feijue's twin walls, Both happy and sad, A long-term worry and joy, a thought becomes a poem. Ten years, With one thought, the vast sea becomes, One thought, the mulberry field is overturned —— I don't want much in this life, Wei Qing, Only me, Only spring flowers and autumn moon, Mountains and rivers flow. —— May you be in the scorching sun of the abyss, I was lucky enough to see Fei Guang, Dawn breaks on the top of impassable mountains, Since then, The mountains and rivers are safe, and the years are long, Thousands of mountains and rivers, All can be flat. —— Three thousand floating world, I have three loves: The sun is morning and the moon is evening. Qing is morning and evening. —— One day, You will become the famous Feijue twins, Crossing the crimson stream dyed with frost, By the Cangwu River, where thousands of dead souls pay homage, Listen to the Sanskrit sound that cleanses the Huayuan. You will see scenes of entangled love and hatred on the banks of the Wangchuan River. You will see the red sun rising one after another on the top of the majestic Qingcang Mountain, and countless hegemonies changing. Listen to how many poets who have moved to Shuang Pavilion express their feelings, You are Luo Zhiyuan, It is Fei Lang among the flowers who is destined to become famous. He is also one of my most outstanding disciples in Shen Yuan Valley. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, You are the empress of Beiyuan in the future, It is my last hope in Great Liang. May you be in the scorching sun of the abyss, See the light of day. —— The world is prosperous, The world carries the baggage of causes, Sow fruitful seeds in the world, But it just attracts people all over the world. Knowing Yuan's life, Great love from all over the world, Little love in hind body. Xu Bai, our love, Destined to sacrifice for the sake of the world. —— Jin Xubai, I like you, Like a clear breeze that travels eighty thousand miles at night, No matter the return date. ———— The young Bai Yiqing is the same as the young valley master. Their story has just begun. Intention: Let the clouds roll and relax in the sky, sit and watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court