Open the title page of that book and I met you. Same story, Farewell My Concubine. But the difference this time is that I understand you. This meeting made me feel more deeply about you.
When you drag your tired figure back to the camp, you are full of thoughts and complicated feelings, and you know in your heart that you have arrived in no way back. In the face of the ten-year campaign in the Spring and Autumn Period, the dam in your heart can no longer resist the attack of tears and suddenly burst. "Men don't flick their tears just because they haven't reached the sad place yet." Think about the hegemony of the Central Plains, the sublime side, how magnificent it is, but now it has fallen to such a point that you scream at the sky:
"I'm pulling the mountain to make gas, and when I die. What can I do without dying? What can I do? " I have all my skills. Facing my concubine, you are heartbroken. I can see the pimple in your brow, and I can hear the raging anger in your heart!
Yes, heroes also have feelings. What should you do as a hero?
At this moment, Yuji is coming in from the door. She was smiling with wine in her hand. She advised you to drink it: "Come on, drink it, there will always be a way." At this moment, Yu Ji is no longer just a weak woman, she sees through the seriousness of the situation.
After a glass of wine, you regain your heroism. I saw Yu Ji draw his sword and dance for you at this moment. The faster the dance jumps, the faster the sword swings. When you are still intoxicated with the beautiful dance, Yuji resolutely crosses the sword and blooms flower of life on the bloody blade. On the blade is your sad expression and surprised eyes. You are silent and in tears. Between your waves, we lean on our backs and the horses are screaming. I think the clever concubine wants to cut off your tender heart and let the hero get rid of the burden again. And you are a hero, thinking that you have no face to see your elders in Jiangdong, and your blood splashes on Wujiang River. ...
Every time I read this, I will hide my face and ponder: Is this a real hero? However, besieged on all sides and defeated like a mountain, who can say that he is not a hero?
Hero, what a brilliant title this is. Many people always think that "the winner is king and the loser is the enemy", but I can understand your waves. This is the real hero.
"Life is a hero, and death is a ghost." Li Qingzhao understands you. Your hero, your ambition, your lofty sentiments, let me read and read again, and I am not tired of reading it a thousand times.