Legend of Fu Yao: Jun Xiao Long Comment
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Only at that time-"The Empress of Fuyao" Jun Xiaochang's Commentary on Love Story (Changsun Wuji)
Su Muzhe
The pillow is fragrant and the flower diameter leaks. Meet by appointment, after dusk.
In this season, people who are sick in the thin and cold seasons are sick, and the pear blossoms are planted, and the east wind is thin all night.
The silver screen is hidden, and the sleeves are hanging down. Where to play the flute, the pulse is slightly amusing.
Heartbroken moonlight red cardamom, the moon is like the time, people like it was not at that time. ——Nalan Rongruo
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There is never a destined misfortune, only the perseverance to die.
When Yu Fuyao saw her for the first time, seeing her resolutely leaving Yan Jingchen's back, she was in a daze, and remembered this. How many times, I saw a woman helping the wind and weak willow, sighing in the depths of love, as if life, just like first seeing. Since then, I will complain about Ai Ai, and I shall not be happy.
For Fuyao, since this feeling is unfaithful, then I don’t need any reason from you, letting go is. As a woman, I always have to leave myself free and easy and hopeful. From now on, I’ll be farewell. soar! So, she met him, met them, those amazing and brilliant men who are destined to be legendary in this life. "I hope she can be like this lotus flower born in my flesh and blood forever. Be with me until the end of life and death and time to see me and her annihilated into ashes at the same time. "He, she, them. Encounter on the night of the moon, black and wind, which is not romantic, meet on a journey in troubled times that is far from smooth, fall in love. When do you fall in love?
One of the thousands of horses stared at him, a smile, and the warmth of the hands and feet that day. Some people appear in your life inadvertently, but they are destined not to be easily erased. They are on you, bit by bit, dedicated to the heart, touching the heartstrings at will, and suddenly looking back, only to realize that they are already deeply affectionate. However, she retreated. It's not that I don't love, I don't care, but I always feel that I will leave eventually, so I choose to escape with my self-righteousness, avoid this sincerity, and avoid the gentleness of the man who loves and loves. Since I can’t see the future, I chose to give up;
Because of giving up, I chose to be strong;
Because of being strong, I chose to leave.
"Because I was close, I left."
Yes, I escaped from love.
So there was that moment. She left with Zong Yue and looked back at the gate of the city, while he looked far away from the top of the tall building. Then the woman rode her horse away, her back hidden in the afterglow against the silhouette of the man standing in the wind, her black hair flew like ink, and she kept thinking about the sight of the eyes covered by the hair. A touch of loss, a wave of helplessness in the microwave, or a little bit of petting—this is the woman he likes.
He cares about everything that is watching her, and he also hopes that she can open up to himself and talk to her. When she encountered Guo Pingrong, he asked her if she needed help, but she just grinned, no, I'm fine. At that moment, what kind of mood would it be? Relieved? Yes, this is the woman I have chosen. She must be different from other women. She is not only a weak person who seeks shelter from behind. If she is a white eagle that can still rise in the wind and waves, a , Enough to match him, a woman who can stand with him in this vast world! But I can’t help but get a little anger, "Since you don’t care about big things, I can still help with small things like fishbone removal." I laughed suddenly, okay, big things don’t let me interfere, small things I I can always help you, such a wanton, legendary man who is making his temper for his woman, so cute.
Remember that Fuyao asked him drunkly: "Can you lose something for me." He just smiled: "You will always know."
What can I lose? There is only one true heart. He has already left this heart on this bright and dazzling woman, although he does not regret it.
There are many things in the world that can be redeemed, such as conscience, such as family wealth.
There are some things that can’t be restored with all my best, such as years, for example, love
Faced with her escape, he finally couldn't help it. Everyone has the right to choose love. Why do you retreat so decisively not to try? "I will give you one night to wash well, wash away the selfish indulgence and frivolousness in your heart that shouldn't belong to you, until you understand that you can't be arrogant and take others' tolerance as a reason for presumptuous; You can refuse to escape, but you have no right to blaspheme the dignity of others and interfere with others' freedom of choice." His anger, her shock.
In my eyes, they sighed at each other. Love is never the only way to follow, not to let her rely on her favor and pride, but to let her truly understand her true heart, understand that our time is always passing by in the years, since we love, why be cowardly , The fault is only temporary, and missed, what will you do to make up? Disappointment is sometimes always happiness in the future. With expectations, I will be disappointed. He really cares about her.
Chasing in love, and then discovering that love has always been a matter of endless changes.
The years are quiet, and you will grow old.
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[Interlude, Jun Xiao's Nonsense Chapter]
(cough, solemn state)
Weichen, see your majesty [Zuoyi]
As an uncrowned historian, Wei Chen was really amazed after reading Fuyao today. Without the suspense of "Emperor Phoenix", Your Majesty still clung to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys of certain readers. Your Majesty is strong! [Everyone: This is the legendary strength! 】
Your Majesty’s text, as the lady of the palace said, it is clearly so wonderful that people can’t stop it, but it’s just that it’s critical and demanding, and it’s very strict; but it’s like this, it’s very good, very good, let some tearful eyes sigh. What a pity to follow this article! Uh, it’s too late, too late, I’m going to have a meal, I wish your majesty a lot of thoughts, and bless my beautiful men, and wish you all the best and longevity, bow and climb down.
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Dear Di, I even corrected the typo for you, haha.
Jun Xiaowen became more and more affectionate, like one.