Dustbound Love

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My first encounter with this predestined relationship was through a few lines of poetry by Tsangyang Gyatso: "Those repeated circumambulations of the mountain, not for the sake of the next life, but only to meet you on the way." The relationship in the poem is a karmic entanglement, and isn't the relationship in the book just as tragic? The blue stone by the Bu Er River, fallen into the world in a state of utter chaos. All the reasons lie with him; a gentle, water-like woman, yet fate could not favor her. Time and again she gave, only so that he might be happy and well. In the dead of night, he sleeps with his beloved in his arms, while she remains alone in the empty courtyard. In the heart of the woman in blue, is there any resentment? Such a woman would not harbor resentment. Her love runs deep in her bones; even if she were to turn to smoke, she would only wish for her beloved's lifelong peace and happiness. Such a woman is born to evoke pity, yet she receives no pity from the one she deeply loves. Why not take a chance? Why not pursue him relentlessly? Since she loves him so deeply, why not overcome all obstacles and grow old together with him? But if she did that, she wouldn't be Qingyi. A woman like me could probably never do what Qingyi did—give everything for the man she loves. So when I see Qingyi like this, I can only love and cherish her, yet also feel anger and hatred towards her. In the end, the lingering ties of fate remained. Looking back, he realized she was buried deep within the wilderness of his heart, but alas, she was already far away, leaving only regret. This unwritten book review is dedicated to their fleeting love. If only she had tried to pursue it...

The tale of "Dust and Fate" is drawing to a close, and all the roles—male, female, painted-face, and old—have found their destinies. It's a pity that my gentle yet resolute green-clad figure has also transformed into a speck of green, drifting and floating towards the distant East Sea. I vaguely remember that graceful, gentle, and charming little green-clad demon, so adorable, calling me "Young Master" at every turn. A young woman just beginning to experience love, she found her direction in life during a time of crisis, following Ruochen through the life-or-death battle outside Luoyang. She secretly escaped the Endless Sea, only to learn that her beloved was to marry another. Despite this, she went to witness the wedding, offering her sincere blessings, but became lost in a drunken stupor. Her uncle rebuked her for not understanding cause and effect, for being unable to change fate, and imprisoned her in a stone chamber. Yet, she remained resolute, threatening suicide to force her way into mastering the sacred text, "Reincarnation." In the bamboo house one night, she fulfilled her long-cherished wish, planting a vibrant life force for Ruochen. Without this life force, Cangye's Xiao Er would have died countless times, abandoning the cycle of cause and effect to ascend to the Dao, all for the sake of "May my beloved live a life of joy and peace." This scene moved countless fans. When the Cangye Demon God appeared, Qingyi silently protected him, calmly handing Xiao Er over to Yinyin, fulfilling the wish of the little fox who severed ties. Finding Ruochen in the East Sea, she guided him to find Gu Qing, whose karmic ties remained unbroken, and helped Xiao Er resolve his lingering inner conflict. Did Qingyi ever consider herself? No, she only silently gave. Yan Nan was too cruel; even after the Cangye Demon God appeared, he still wouldn't let him find Qingying, presumably for the tragic ending of today—Ruochen was petrified, staring blankly at Qingying as she disappeared, unable to move or call out. This love can only be cherished in memory, for at the time, it was all in vain. Ruochen was fortunate, for he was favored by many women, especially Qingyi. Yet, he was also unfortunate, for he only understood who he truly loved before Qingyi's passing. In this respect, Yinfeng was perhaps happier, for he only ever held Gu Qing in his heart. Only now does the story of their karmic connection become clearer: it was truly a connection between the immortal and Qingshi, but even more so between Ruochen and Qingyi. Qingyi lacked Gu Qing's glorious autumn chrysanthemums and flourishing spring pines, nor did she possess Yinyin's alluring charm and captivating beauty. However, her gentle and refined nature, her kind heart and gentle demeanor, made her the woman most compatible with Ruochen's character. She was like a spring stream, a warm spring, offering comfort to Ruochen's lonely and resolute heart, easing the invisible pressure on his soul—something Gu Qing and Yinyin could not do. The karmic connection remained unfulfilled, Qingyi had passed away. Here, I offer Lin Hai's pipa melody in remembrance of Qingyi in my heart! Http://rzhf. Com/mid/pipayu. Wma/>http://v. Youku. Com/v_show/id_XMTAxMDI2Mzgw. Html

After reading this book, I became much smarter, and I can now eat nine large bowls of food in one sitting.

Misty rain over Jiangnan

Worldly ties are also a kind of fate.

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The misty rain of Jiangnan is beautiful

Poetry, rain, and fate—the misty rain of Jiangnan.