After getting the news, Rao choked up and said to Tuo: "Let's leave here and live in seclusion, okay? Even if the Milky Way water floods the world and the sand fills the four seas, we have the dual elements of aquatic and human beings, and we will not be like two-legged creatures.
People drown or choke to death like fish with gills."
Rao's white arms were wrapped around Tuo's neck, like soft water plants, and her eyes were as scorching as blue fire, which melted Tuo's heart. Tuo moved his lips but said nothing.
There was a splash of water nearby. It was the Mother of Dragons who saw them coming. In Rao's mind, her mother, who had always been strong and tough, was now as stooped as a hundred-year-old old woman. The Mother of Dragons held their hands and said nothing.
He didn't say anything, and stayed quietly for two hours before going back.
Boyi, the messenger, and the staff who were working with the flood control came in several times a day during the day to comfort them. Rao scolded them out of the cave again and again, and then hugged Tuo and cried bitterly. He kissed her bright red lips and touched her.
With his long hair, he pressed his head to her heart, motionless, just like that, day after day.
"Grateful for many orders. Bitter love"
A man values righteousness over life and death, but he cannot let go of love. He wants to continue his marriage in the future life, but his soul is scattered.
I want to dedicate my life to repay the kindness of my country, but I can't bear to leave you alone in sorrow. Hand in hand, I go to the underworld at the same time, my heart is even more broken.
A man values righteousness over life and death, not to mention that the two junior brothers who followed him to Xianju to control floods sacrificed their lives for controlling floods. In fact, Tuo didn't care about his own life. Over the years, he has seen the world suffer the consequences of continuous rain.
There was so much suffering, every day, every night, every moment, he wanted to control the floods and solve the fundamental problem of rain. Now that he knew this method, if it had been before, he would have rushed to complete the task of falling from the sky without hesitation.
Mission, but now that he has Rao, he can't bear to leave her alone. He also knows his final decision, but he just doesn't know how to tell Rao.
One day, Dayu came in. His iron body turned into a straw bag without soil. It was flat and lifeless. Yu held Tuo and Rao like a father and said softly to them: "
Controlling floods is my destiny, not yours. Let me find another way, and you can go quietly."
Father, my father, the Emperor of Heaven initially gave the task of controlling floods to my father, who was the uncle of the river. Because his father was old and incapable of doing so, he passed the task to Yu. Tuo howled loudly: "Father, my father
Father, I am the father of Hebo. It is my father's destiny to control floods. How can the destiny of my family have nothing to do with me? Why should you, master, bear what I should bear? You are a great man, so why should you fear death!"
There was no fire in the cave, but Tuo's body was faintly glowing. Rao felt that something was activated in Tuo's body, something that made her both proud and afraid. This thing made her determined to move the Shui tribe.
I had seen that moment on my mother's face, and my love was insignificant compared to that thing. Since the farewell was a foregone conclusion, let it end beautifully. Gradually, Rao's mood calmed down, and her body
There was also a faint layer of brilliance.
That evening, it was rare to see the sky. It is said that the Emperor of Heaven asked the gods to do something to temporarily block the rain. The crimson clouds were flying in the sky like birds, as if they were soaked in blood. This was how she could breathe with him.
The last moment of the same air.
Tuo climbed up to the high platform piled with soil and raised his wine glass. First, Yu, Long Mu, and Rao's three brothers, and then the Antarctic Immortal, the envoy, Boyi and the guys who worked together to control the water came on the stage to toast one by one.
Tuo always smiled. Finally, the drums sounded and the toasters left one by one. Rao knew that the moment of separation was coming, so she wore a red dress and danced with bare feet in the gravel-filled square.
She danced like a ball of flames swept up by a tornado. She had never danced so beautifully. The sharp gravel cut her delicate feet like a knife, but she didn't feel the pain because her heart hurt more than this.
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"Last Love"
love one last time
We use the altar as a stage
Life is hard, red clothes and red shoes
Have a happy dance
love one last time
Laughing wildly to show my love
Drink all the tastes of life until you are drunk
Naihe Bridge Mengpo Soup has no chance with us
Tomorrow's sun won't shine on our yesterday
The tornado stirred up flames and sunset
Smoke rises from the world
Hope all the lights are bright
Even when my soul is flying, I still have a smile on my face
Enjoy now that you and I are the most face-to-face couple
From the heaven to the earth, the hills are filled with distinguished guests
Rao Wu came to the stage, danced to Tuo's side, slowly stopped, stretched out her white and tender hands, picked up a small piece of soil and rolled it, turning it into a black bead, and then put the bead on the stage.
The two red lips kissed together, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. More and more blood flowed, staining the soil red. Suddenly, Rao turned around, covered his face, jumped into the water, and quickly ran to the other side of the river. The human race and
The water tribes cried together, the river swelled, and the water splashed, as if sprinkled with blood under the setting sun. The bodies of Tuo and Rao, which had seeped into the soil, grew up quickly under the gaze of everyone, and turned into General Rock and Beauty Peak.
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"Blue Blood Ballad"
Ho ho ho, Zhu Shi, Zhu Shi
I am a hunter of beasts
The cross is empty and the arrow is empty
The power of the divine shot is spread across the three realms
Fame spreads among hundreds of tribes
Ho ho ho, Zhu Shi, Zhu Shi
It's vast and misty and rainy
Hunting wild beasts and offering sacrifices to heaven and earth
Now you are the sacrifice
I swear to repay my country's kindness
Ho ho ho, Zhu Shi, Zhu Shi
Life is not enough, so I can just say that I am happy
Death is not enough, let’s talk about fear
The loyal soul is scattered with green blood
Transform the mountains into the same world
Ho ho ho, Zhu Shi, Zhu Shi
With tears in his eyes, Yu chanted softly, and his voice became louder and louder. Gradually, the messengers, staff, Shui tribe and human tribe sang along, and the drum beats matched the low voices of Yu and everyone. Sheng again
How joyful, how sad is death, the loyal soul and blue blood transform the mountains together
What joy is there in life, what sorrow is there in death, the loyal soul and blue blood transform into the mountains together.
What joy is there in life, what sorrow is there in death, the loyal soul and blue blood transform into the mountains together
Jiangjun Rock and Beauty Peak are two famous scenic spots in Shenxian Juli. All the travel friends here have visited it. After hearing this story, they were silent for a long time. One travel friend sighed and asked: "I am only here."
I have seen an iron sign about the story of Tuo and Rao set up by a travel friend in Shimeng Village, but this is the first time I heard this story, why?"
"Tourism promotion is needed. Traveling requires happy stories of happy reunions. Tourists don't like sad stories." Lao Ke knocked on the threshold with his cigarette rod, pointed to the cliff in front of him and said: "Hunters tell it from word of mouth.
They live a life of licking blood every day, admiring the world's heroes. Legend has it that their stories are engraved on this tadpole cliff."
Jin Huabin looked at his fingers and remembered that a reporter from CCTV would come to do scientific research tomorrow. President Fang of the Xianju Mountaineering Association had invited him to go to Tadpole Cliff with him. He couldn't help but feel fascinated.