The city flag was broken in half and was trampled wantonly by the enemy. The general sneered, like an evil ghost with red eyes demanding life. He wiped the sweat and blood on his face with his sleeves. The cold light flashed forward and struck again, but at that moment, a spear penetrated his chest. He couldn't help but Gan turned around and faced a face that was also stained with blood. With a sarcastic smile, the spear was pulled out. The general used his last strength to swing the sword, but unfortunately he missed by an inch. When he fell to the ground, his unwilling eyes were still staring at the sky, and they did not close after all.
I thought that as long as life is long, time will be like a vast ocean of water to me, never ending, but God told me that time has actually died long ago in the lives of others who have passed by in vain.
Life never has time. Only when it lives in the memory of others can it truly exist.
Even though the war is raging, the four seasons remain as usual, with spring passing and autumn coming, winter cold and summer warm.
Looking at it, the leaves in Nanyang are about to fall off, and it seems that there will be a heavy snow tomorrow.
The red leaves stubbornly resisted the strong wind, but they still sadly fell one day before the winter solstice.
After all, Hongye is the beauty who couldn't wait to return...
That person thought he would be able to wait for the red leaves in the coming year, but he didn't know that even if the red leaves drifted for three lifetimes, they would not last until spring and autumn. How could he see the white snow in winter.
There is obviously no wind, why did it penetrate my chest?
It is the red leaves that cover the mountains and plains, and the torrent that sinks into the bone marrow.
The cruel and ruthless Princess Zhu Xuwen of Beidi x Yi Baifeng, the son of the guilty minister Yujie Songzhen
Intention: Bones are hidden in the flesh, which means there are no bones. This love is hidden in the years, allowing the indifferent to know compassion.
