Read a couplet in the book: "Flowers fade and bloom all over the building, and the wind comes and goes and fills the sleeves." Reciting silently, the mood is indifferent. I am not happy when the flowers bloom, but I am not sad when they wither. The wind carries the fragrance of flowers, and the fragrance of flowers fills the building and fills the sleeves with the breeze. It embodies emotion in the scene, just like an ink painting, and the painting is free and easy. If there is anyone in the painting, it must be the seventh son of the flower family in the south of the Yangtze River.
Huamanlou is the most perfect legendary character in Gu Long's works. Blind since childhood, he has never been depressed in life. Living alone in a small building, but not lonely, with many friends in black and white; unable to see, but bright in the heart, the martial arts of "flowing clouds and flying sleeves" and "identifying position by hearing the sound" are unrivaled in the world; with a delicate and elegant face , his calm and casual character makes him stand out even more.
In front of the flowers and under the moon, I play the piano and the flute; listen to the flowers blooming, smile at the flowers withering. In the darkness, Huamanlou lives a free and easy life. Unlike Lu Xiaofeng, who is cynical, he loves life and respects everyone; and unlike Ximen Chuixue, who is indifferent, his heart is full of tenderness.
Huamanlou loves flowers, and naturally he also loves women who are like flowers. You can imagine that the jade tree is full of flowers in the wind, standing quietly among the flowers, gently touching the petals, just like touching the cheek of a lover.
When you love someone, you also long to be loved, but when love really comes, it is so cruel. The graceful Shangguan Feiyan was like a delicate flower that bloomed in his heart inadvertently.
He helped her without hesitation, his careful thinking and wise mind quietly failed in front of her. He fell deeply into her tender web, willing but unable to extricate himself.
Love is the most beautiful emotional sustenance in the world. For him, it is a flower blooming in his heart, fragrant and beautiful. And she failed him after all.
The plot has come to an end, and I am directing it alone. Such a smart and affectionate man should have love. The plot has been rewritten. Huamanlou finally meets a stunning beauty. She stays by his side with a low eyebrow and a smile, and they travel hand in hand among the flowers. He played the flute, she stretched out her throat, and a clear sound echoed around the world, forever inseparable.
Gu Long said: "If a person is addicted to wine, he must have something sad." Unfortunately, alcohol and sadness are both common in Cologne. Therefore, he forgot to give his favorite character the most perfect ending.
To love each other is to simply give. If you don’t get love, you will still feel at peace. Faced with Shangguan Feiyan's deception, he said calmly: "I never let you like me." There is no resentment, no entanglement, the understatement is heart-wrenching. It has been many years since Gu Long passed away, but fans of Hua Man Lou still praise him in various ways and give him the warmest blessings. And how could Huamanlou, who has a soul as "heart as bright as the bright moon", live alone all his life?
"If there were flowers all over the world, I would wander around the world with him." Reading the words of a little girl, I couldn't help but smile. Huamanlou was never lonely. There were millions of people who loved him?
"I am relaxed and laughing at everything, only the fragrance of flowers fills the building. The flowers are full of flowers and the water lasts forever. When the flowers are full of heart, the building is also filled with flowers." After all, Gu Long loves him and strings the petals together in a row. The poems are scattered in the rivers and lakes, while the elegant and handsome flowers are everywhere, dressed in plain clothes and walking with a smile.
When the house is full of flowers, the wind fills your sleeves. I don’t see all things, but I treat them tenderly; I don’t have them, but I am open-minded; I don’t ask about the past, but I am deeply attached to them; I don’t ask about the future, but I am full of longing. There are no buildings full of flowers in the world, but because of love, there are flowers everywhere.