Every youth literature I read in those years brought tears to my eyes!
Every love story is worth feeling with our heart!
I can't help crying every time, but I still want to watch it and don't want to put it down!
If you are like this, you might as well cry aloud while reading this article!
She once died tragically in a conspiracy that engulfed power in the heavenly realm. And this life seems to be a repeat of the story of the previous life. Can she escape the curse of the goddess of fate and find perfect love in this life? She has been the wife of a king twice. Is that cruel king her true lover? The Buddhists say that a person is only destined for three lives. Will she miss him this time? When everything is different, the situation is dangerous, and time is limited, who is willing to accompany whom for three thousand drunken laughs, and never complain about the separation?
If you exchange your life for an illusion of past perfection, would you agree? You may shake your head, but they do. In this story that took place in troubled times, Princess Wei sacrificed herself for her country and came back to life with the help of shark beads. When she plays the Huaxu tune, human flesh and bones are revealed, and she enters dreams and memories. Yi Ming Yi Meng sighs at the scene of joys and sorrows, how much is left after Huang Liang? And she and the crown prince of the Chen Kingdom who perished in her country met again and again in illusions. They had two identities and two fates. For them, the collapse of the world only requires one word. The helpless and painful reality and the unbearable pain are not as good as just seeking perfection in their dreams.
You once gave me a scar between my eyebrows; you once gave me a slap in the face; now, you have given me a lifetime of guilt and concern in my chest. I can never look in the mirror again and forget this scar; I can never remember and forget this slap; but how can I stop my heart from beating and forget the care and guilt I have felt for you in this life?
Ziyue's first autobiographical column collection in the eight years since her debut tells the story of her entire growth process. From the initial loneliness and confusion, all-or-nothing, to the sudden and exaggerated popularity of "There Are Arbors in Summer, Ya Looking to Heaven", it has become an unparalleled hit. From a best-selling author who became an overnight success, to a screenwriter of a major movie who started from scratch. The entire youth of Ziyue and Xiamu was completely recorded.
The young priest, arrogant and arrogant, full of energy, holds the power of life and death in his hands, but he childishly fights with flower pots. The young swordsman was agile, but looked tired. She had a life-long blood feud, but she was often disrupted by him. There was a heavy snowfall in Chang'an that year, and her enemy was getting married. He forced her to pretend to be a bride and made people upset. He set fire to other people's banquets and was so embarrassed that he was chased by big dogs... That night, the fireworks were gorgeous and the snow was flying. He pulled her and walked among the crowd, stealing glances at her from time to time. He was so aloof and aloof all his life, but his eyes showed the shyness and excitement of a young man's first love. In that year, he quietly asked her, "If the snow falls on your head, does it mean we can grow old together?" The girl in green clothes, her body like a butterfly flying on the lotus, the red petals of the thorns were lifted into the air by her sharp sword energy, flying all over the sky, like a swirling red snow. She brought a handful of fallen plum blossoms to him, looked at him drunkenly, and said with a smile: "Lian Jiang, I'll give you a handful of red plum blossoms and fallen snow." You give me a handful of red plum blossoms and fallen snow, and I'll give you a piece of regret-free infatuation!
The TV series of the same name stars Dilraba Dilraba and Gao Weiguang. If two thousand years of obsession were let go and cut off, would there be tears shed as a memorial? Even if he is a god, Donghua will become immortal and be annihilated. Even though she is the Queen of Qingqiu, Feng Jiu will disappear in the leisurely time. I just don't know, when the storm has faded, when he is still traveling through the unruly years and occasionally brushing shoulders with her, will this god who once created the world still remember the little red fox that used to lie between his wide sleeves with a cluster of snow-white phoenix feather flowers on his forehead? Does the Qingqiu Empress who led the ancient protoss still remember that he picked a string of Buddha bell flowers on her fingertips in the past?