The Better Works I Have Seen

Going back to 1993 from 2018, I remember that the summer of that year was very hot.

In the years of war, life is so insignificant. The war has changed the world and countless lives. He is an ordinary soldier who just wants to live, because in the smoke of gunfire, living is the greatest luxury. He wants to escape from the battlefield, he wants to escape from the war, but as long as he is alive, sooner or later he will understand that only war can stop war!

In the spring of the fifth year of Qingli, Fan Wenzheng's New Deal reforms failed, and Fu Bi was devolved. Teng Zijing rebuilt the Yueyang Tower, Ouyang Xiu was drunk, but Han Xianggong was still handsome and rich, Wen Yanbo became a genius; Di Qing became the idol of the Song Dynasty, Ao Xianggong and Sima Niu had just started working, Bao Qingtian was not qualified to meditate in Kaifeng Mansion, Su Dongpo was changing his teeth, Emperor Renzong worked hard to create a human being... Just like God's arrangement, the most outstanding guys from the Song Dynasty and even the Chinese nation all made their debut in this era. This is the most gorgeous, dazzling, enlightened and free era, and the air is intoxicating. But there is still another Jiazi, and this charming era is about to be destroyed under the iron heel of the alien race... What is the reason for this, and is there any possibility of survival? A butterfly traveled through thousands of years of time and space and came to this glorious era. It will take you to see the prosperity of the city, take you "on the willow branches above the moon, meet people after dusk", take you to drink and chat with the best guys, and take you to find all the answers. I just don't know how much change he can bring to this world by flapping his little wings...

At the gate of the courtyard of the East Family Area of ​​Chuhua University, the guard uncle answered the phone, opened the window and shouted angrily toward the grove not far away: "Hei Tan, your mother told you to go home for dinner!" Whoosh - a black cat rushed out of the dense grass on the other side of the grove, ran towards a certain building, and disappeared at the entrance of the corridor in the blink of an eye. After it, cat heads emerged from the grass one after another. When dinner is served, everyone goes back to their respective homes to find their respective mothers. ......Some people say that cats are the only animals in the world whose entire race is insane. Yuanfang, what do you think? ​－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－If you don't have any practice, you can click "X" if you want to see the practice. ----The new book "Future King" has been released.

The web drama "Tang Brick" starring Zhang Jianing and Wang Tianchen will be broadcast exclusively on iQiyi on October 29, 2018. For more information, please follow the public account Jie Yu Bu 2... Dreaming back to Chang'an, Xuanwu Gate is soaked with blood, and there is only countless sorrow in the depths of Taiji Palace. The people are water, the king is a boat, and the loud voice is still reverberating in the land of Chang'an, but the iron hooves of the foreign race have once again broken through the Yumen Pass. How can this hatred be reached? What kind of anger should Li Shimin roar in the grave when he sees his people in ruins? I took pictures of the railings and could only see Jiuzhou Lu Chen! My chest is also full of depression, and I wish I could cross the long river of history, catch flying stars, catch the sun and moon, and turn the world upside down. Forget it, I can hear the chirping of ghosts outside the window, the whistling of autumn rain, cut a bald pen, and extend the story of the prosperous age of Li Tang Dynasty, removing the dark parts. My Tang Dynasty has no sorrow, only the arrogance of the iron horse, the emperor who swallowed the sun and the moon, the warriors who fought in hundreds of battles, the noble scholars with high crowns, the gentle and virtuous queen, the father is kind and the son is filial, and the prosperous age lasts. This is my Tang Dynasty, my "Tang Bricks". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .