The dragon and horse galloped, faintly in his ears.
"Stop crying, this apple is for you..."
"Do you like chestnuts? I'll pick them for you..."
...
Meet the wrong person at the right time;
Meet the right person at the wrong time.
How can love be enough?
Ideals, beliefs, ambitions, political opinions... are all different.
It turns out that love is not a melting pot, at best, it is just a cold and stern double-edged knife.
If you can't grasp it, both sides are covered in blood.
only--
I am empty and I am in love with my bone marrow, how can I go when I am about to go to the autumn waves?
In a word, a person's life.
Half a lifetime of division and half a lifetime of madness all originated from this.
There is no way out before and after this.
Just let the dragon and horses go their separate ways, the horses are free, the night is vast, the world is home, and will never appear on this familiar land again... Living with water and grass, drinking the morning dew thirsty, the earth is quilted...
Life becomes so free.
...
The green moon is swaying and the black willows are half covered, quietly buried deep in the clear autumn night, sparse thorns pierce the fallen leaves on the forest, and the miserable clouds penetrate the chest.
The earth is so quiet.
Only the wind blew through the leaves, fell down one by one, and then returned to silence.
Life dances in the dust.
Fangfei lay on the ground for a long time.
One night, one life.
It was the longest battle in her soul.
She didn't even know if she was dead or alive.
The miserable moon is a lonely woman's heart.
She saw her figure, like a horse, turned into an engraving of the earth - like a solemn painting, without any beauty, only endless depression.
This is a life full of battles.
Break through life from the temple;
Break through love from the cold palace;
Break through the power of the court...
I have been breaking through every day in my life.
Even I forgot how to love my lover—or maybe I never learned it.
Those who truly stand at the peak of power will never love each other - because, at the peak, only one person will be provided for, and one more person will be crowded.