This time, he could no longer resist leaving a mark on Longan's comments section, not for any other reason, but because of his conscience.
"Yan Qing" to
"Di Huang", and to
"Fu Yao", I have always read literature without spending money, maybe Longan will have some thoughts. Actually, I have always been ashamed, coming to Cang Hai Literature Website to read is not considered expensive, it is not because I am poor, but because I am used to roaming the Jianghu, carefree and at ease. Today, when I saw Longan's words at the end of the seventh chapter, I suddenly felt that if I did not come out now, I would really be letting you down, so I came to pay my respects.
Below, I present my maiden's comments, a small token of my appreciation, please do not look down on it ~ Luan Feng rises with the wind, soaring for ninety thousand miles, who said that only the Kun Peng can spread its wings?
An independent and arrogant woman, a knot in her heart that could never be undone, a road of tempering with blades and axes, a few life and death struggles in front of the gates of hell.
Fu Yao, you have worked hard. When the rain stopped and the old dreams were hard to find, the pain that was immersed in the bones, the desolate past, and the distant times came whistling. Fuyao, I can hear the faint chanting of 'River Crab' in the bottom of your heart.
On one side is that loving mother who has been ill for a long time, on the other side is the arduous and long journey to find the Seven Kingdoms Token, both are intertwined, never to give up.
You gasp for breath between the cracks, the will of the heavens, you can play with the heavens. Clang clang, it is as if you can hear the extremely sorrowful and indignant Zhang Yuangan from eight hundred years ago singing to himself, "The will of the heavens is always high and difficult to question, what's more, human emotions are easy to grieve and difficult to express." From then on in the annals of history, Tai Shi Gong's proud words, "Heaven has no relations, always with the kind", suddenly lost its color.
Heaven, has always been the heaven of the strong, it does not allow you to be the Ling Xiao Flower. Since that is the case, you are happy to roam the world alone.
But this journey, Fu Yao will travel ten thousand miles, where is the return journey? I vaguely remember someone saying, true greatness is not to die a heroic death for something, but to live a lowly life for something. Although these words are simple, it is very similar to when I first met you.
At that time, you were still at the bottom of the social ladder, still experiencing the helplessness and hardships of life, wandering around for the sake of the firm belief in your heart.
You've also been abandoned by your loved ones in the name of glory, splendor, and wealth. You've also encountered a despicable and shameless sneak attack and almost lost your life falling off a cliff. You've groped your way forward in the hazy hope of breaking through the Nine Heavens. However, you've made it through in the end.
Who said that one can only drink one ladle of water out of three thousand? I clearly saw you clenching your teeth and turning around. You resolutely walked into the depths of the mountain alone.
Fuyao, how could someone as intelligent as you not know that the word 'love' is precious in having two hearts? Once it's planted, it's a calamity. That's why you didn't hesitate to choose to lock your feelings, to lock your young girl's heart for a lifetime.
You know you can't keep him, so you don't provoke him. You really aren't greedy. Do you know that it is precisely your lack of greed that makes the noblest men in the five continents unable to lay their hands on you? That makes them feel slightly happy and happy because you are by their side. But because they are constantly worried that you will leave, they feel helpless and helpless.
In life, it was best not to see each other. That way, they would not fall in love. You have already seen him, but you insist on making them fall in love with him so bitterly. How can you bear to do that?
Suddenly, he thought of two words, "Because they understand, they are merciful." Perhaps, it is because they understand the beautiful qualities in you, the brilliance that has become more and more dazzling after the passage of time. That kind of nobility that secular women are unable to understand and will never be able to compare to.
That's why they tolerate your rejection. Even in the endless wait, they still remain firm. Even if in the end, they only get flowers in the mirror and the moon reflected in the water, a golden millet pillow.
To live, one must be vigorous, must be extremely dazzling. One must divide a minute into several pieces. One must use this lifetime's experience to illuminate the eternal dark night of life.
This is Fuyao, this is the life that we long for. At this point, those bright, lively, pulsating, and sparkling notes have all stopped. Let the bright moon in the sky be the end for me, in exchange for sweet dreams, to be intoxicated tonight.
P: A certain maiden's long review is not satisfying enough, but it would be impolite to refuse Zhou Gong's invitation. After thinking about it, there are a few words that I have to say from the bottom of my heart: Thank you, Longan, for letting me touch the rare truth of this illusory network, allowing me to find a telepathic link in the vast sea of people.
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