Time Passes Like Water, and Wisdom Increases Day by Day

Returning to the east is far away and blocked, and it is a barbaric and uninhabitable place. There is a unicorn on the wild road, and the car is stopped in a dangerous city. The words of a beautiful lady on a good night, the tigers and wolves on a cold night. There is no way to deal with external troubles, but there is nothing to do with heart diseases. A daughter of a prostitute, a son of a good family. Three thousand revolutions in a square inch, a confused mind is caused only by delusion. Yan Yu seemed to have seen him before, but was relatively unfamiliar. People who work together do not share the same path, and people who share the same path do not agree with each other. Fang Tian was seated with guests, and he saw Beilu Yun again. Ten years have passed by in a blink of an eye, and love and resentment are like floating clouds. The brocade robe is blurry and illusive, and it wanders forward and back for a long time. The lonely city is as dangerous as an egg, and one death is extremely important. The hatred that lasted for decades turned into dust and dust. In the middle of the night, I left my soul and dreamed, wandering between life and death. Where does the love begin and where does the person live? The personnel situation is completely different, and we can expect peace of mind in Jingjing. Ten thousand bones are withered and one thought brings about nine deaths and many doubts. I have no words to say goodbye to you, and my acquaintances are scattered. A hero's plan is only a hair's breadth away. The long journey ends in peace, and the return route is to the southeast. --Apu's "The Prisoner of Tonggong·Siyuan"

Bodhi is a tree, and a mirror is also a stand. They are all things in the first place, so why worry about causing dust?

A book of dead people, half a book of no way. Cut off thousands of heads and devour the bones of hundreds.

Buildings and ships are melting in the red sulfur port, and horses are galloping across the vast wilderness. The blood wolf lives up to Ling Yun's ambition and dares to change the alliance. Some people say that this book is the domestic version of "A Song of Ice and Fire". In terms of the description of military life, the recording of war scenes, the rigorous setting of the magical world, and the rare humorous tone in a heavy epic, I personally feel that this book is more like a low-magic version of "War and Peace." Well, putting aside the simple and intriguing title, it is indeed a good work.

Jin Yong seals the pen and the ancient dragon has passed away. Are there only heroes with ambitions in the world? Martial arts talents come out from generation to generation, and they continue to lead the trend for decades. "Under the World" is such a leading work. It breaks away from the stereotype of traditional martial arts based on the political and economic background of the emperor's family and the world, and begins to explore a new way of sects governing the world; what it talks about is not only the righteousness of the nation, the feelings of family and country, not only the grievances and grievances of the world, and the love between children, but also It is not limited to the undercurrents in the court and the vying between princes; it not only has the brilliant literary grace of chapter novels, but also is like a miniature version of "Historical Records". While compiling the chronicles, aristocratic families, and biographies of the protagonists, it also occasionally causes readers to think about some grand propositions. You might as well follow Master Sanxian's perspective and stop to appreciate this grand epic picture called "Under the World".