This song ended for a long time, and I felt as if I didn't realize it, my eyes were empty. I was still immersed in the emotions of the transcendent and transcendent piano and flute between Wei and Xiao when I watched the movie "The Swordsman". I remember.
At that time, my young self was moved to tears and choked with tears. Now, I am indifferent and can only survive in this world. I don’t know whether I am good or not. I no longer have any relatives who are good to me and care about me. Mom and Dad, I miss you so much.
I really want to come back to you and be with you. I'm afraid that my disappearance will make them run around looking for me, make their heads turn gray, and make them grow old quickly in my longing. God, why are you so cruel to me?
joke.
In Su Shi's "Red Cliff Ode", "I send mayflies to the sky and the earth, a drop in the vast sea. I mourn the brief moment of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River. I carry the flying immortals to travel, and I hold the bright moon until the end." Is this the essence of this song?
.I, An Jin, swear that this is the last time to indulge the fragility in my heart. The last time... I am allowed to cry in my heart... In the days to come, I, An Jin, will live well and be stronger than any man here.
, it’s even more exciting. But now let me vent all my loneliness, confusion, sadness, and even the tears I’ve been holding in my eyes for the last time in this song.
The last time. From now on, you will be the new An Jin. Calm and composed. Indifferent as ice.
What it means to be in an abyss, to be on thin ice. When I came to this world, I experienced everything. There is no family member, no one to love, only yourself. The only one you can rely on is yourself. Being alone all the time, this kind of suffering will continue.
Everything seems like yesterday.
Haha, I smiled bitterly and wanted to cry, but my tears suddenly disappeared. I calmed down, and then I realized that everyone was staring at me blankly and couldn't recover. Sima Langxie looked at me with an unfathomable look.
Although it was still as cold as before, it was filled with strange emotions, so hot that it almost melted my whole body.
I shook my head and looked at him again, my eyes were calm and as light as water. I must have seen it wrong.
The tall and indifferent figure, the tangled and flying black hair, the thin and slightly pursed lips, and the eyes as quiet as a dead pool. It was the first time that I looked at a person so seriously, and I was a little bit stunned.
At this time, a voice came from inside: "This song should only exist in heaven." In fact, many people have said this sentence, but I think this sentence is the sigh of a close friend.
I subconsciously replied: "But it's very cold at high places."
With a faint sigh, the owner of the voice said again: "You two gentlemen, please come in."
I was still a little dazed, and the memories made my mind go blank. At this time, Brother Sima suddenly came over and pulled my sleeve in. This pull seemed to bring back my lost soul, and I couldn't help but smile gratefully to him.
Only then did I think of the faint sound of the piano that I just remembered. It must be that ghost—the unnamed harmony.
Facing me, a middle-aged man dressed in white sat on the floor, drinking wine alone. His face was fair and elegant, but his eyes were lonely, and his hair was actually mixed with white hair that did not match his age. I secretly thought that he was old at heart.
It also deteriorated and affected the body that should be strong. I don’t know why, but his white hair made me a little moved and a little emotional. It seemed that it was me in the future, as if I had seen another me. I couldn’t help but sigh.
He glanced at us lightly, as if there was no one around, and smiled for a long time: "In ancient and modern times, only wine is the only thing in the world, and there is nothing better than it."
I sneered: "Cut the knife to cut off the water and the water will flow more; raise a glass to relieve the sorrow and make it even more sorrowful."
He was stunned after hearing this. He smiled miserably at the carved bronze cup filled with wine in his hand and repeated in a daze.
"That's right. But how can I survive if I even give up the wine?"
I looked at him, as if he was trapped by love, and I couldn't help but feel soft in my heart. Suddenly I remembered a passage I saw online before, and finally said that collecting old love is the best attitude.
"collect."
"What?!" He turned his head and looked at me for a moment.
I advised him with infinite pity, "Keep all the pain, sadness, love, and memories in your heart. This is also a very beautiful thing." In fact, I was also talking about myself.
He smiled sadly, trembled slightly, and finally said in a cold voice, forcing himself to be calm: "This is the last level. Since we have different views on wine, why not use 'wine' as the title."
He raised his head, took a sip of the wine in his hand, and chanted magnificently:
The golden years flow like water,
The person behind the curtain shadow Bitao has gone.
The cherry is half a bird's mouth,
At this time, I was relatively speechless.
After pondering for a while, he drank the wine in his hand and continued:
When will the green bird cut the brocade?
Who thinks of the west wind and is left alone to cool down?
A glass of wine floats away in the dream,
A thousand words are not worth a glass of water.
Life in this world is unsatisfactory,
When will the golden cup be opened again?
At the end, his voice was half choked, and it turned out to be Li Ren. The hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly:
The river moon is endless,
Only the tears of departing people from the past remain.
Brother Sima looked at me and looked almost pale. He thought I was stumped and wanted to persuade me to give up. But I stubbornly shook my head at him and said with a carefree smile: "I'll do it, brother. We agreed to be together."
Those who drink will never come home until they are drunk." Then he smiled faintly at Feiming and said, "For my brothers and I to drink together with Miss Danma, I'm sorry, senior, you have no choice but to lose."
Ignoring his disdainful gaze, I calmed down my ups and downs of emotions and said loudly like a voice piercing the sky:
I don’t see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon.
It is my destiny that my talents will be useful, and I will come back to you after all my gold has been spent.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Zeng, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
A song with you, please listen to me:
Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights, and banter.
What does the master mean when you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.
My heart felt like it was being torn apart and I couldn't stop the pain from spreading. It tightened and twitched, and it jumped and those memories that were as old as the past surged up again. Why, why couldn't I forget it and couldn't bear to let it go...
Those who sink will sink themselves, and those who float will float themselves. I really can't...
He didn't have time to look at everyone's expressions, so he laughed self-deprecatingly: "You said that wine can't solve a thousand sorrows. I'm not addicted to wine and the past."
"Huo" stood up with a strange expression, and his body was a little unsteady. He staggered and staggered back a few steps.
Sima Langxie looked at my face as pale as a white cloth, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Is that enough?" After saying that, he came to support my weak body that was about to collapse.
Feiming looked at me deeply and sighed: "You win."
As soon as the voice came out, the crowd was filled with excitement, and everyone looked at me as if they were looking at a monster. I felt ashamed in my heart. In fact, I borrowed the help of others and could not win. But just judging from the poems, his poems are too addictive.
, is too frustrated, too melancholy, lacks majestic momentum, lacks manly generosity and open-mindedness, and has a low footing, and will definitely lose to the poet Li Bai.
He continued: "I have a private garden in the western suburbs. If Mr. An has time, you can come and talk about it."
I admired his talent and knowledge in my heart, and bowed to him respectfully, "Senior, if you don't mind, I should choose a day to visit you."
He turned to the aunt who was frozen in place and said: "Mom, please tell me that I am ashamed of my expectations for her. I will take my leave." The aunt seemed to have never thought that there was someone in the world who could overcome these obstacles and treat her.
She was a little upset that her money-making plan failed, but when she turned to us, her face was filled with a perfect smile and said: "Dan Mou has been waiting for a long time, please come this way. Tonight Dan Mou belongs to the two young masters."
Already."
At the end of the story, her smile turned ugly and she almost burst into tears.
I said silently in my heart, I'm sorry, aunt.
When everyone heard what the aunt said, their eyes were a little ambiguous. Do you perverts think that the people who come here have the purpose of doing that kind of thing? But although I don't, I'm not sure if the elder brother does!
I was upset in my heart, but I pretended not to be embarrassed on the outside and said to him naturally: "Brother, after waiting for so long, today to celebrate our sworn vows, I can finally have a few drinks while listening to Miss Dan's music.
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When everyone heard this, many of them blushed with shame. Those gentlemen looked at those with dirty thoughts with disdain, as if they had offended the Son of God who should not be offended.