Falling in love with someone you shouldn't love will delay your life.
To Guo Xiang and Zhang Junbao.
Flowers bloom and fall, flowers fall and flowers bloom. The young apprentice is old, and the girl's sideburns have finally seen white hair.
This secret love has been in full bloom for a hundred years, and it is also crying to come again. This cheerful and free woman should stay in Zhang Junbao's memory and accompany him from youth to white hair.
At the beginning, there was such a fragment:
They went downhill side by side. Passing a reed pavilion, I only heard footsteps behind me. Looking back, they found that Zhang Junbao was far behind, but they were afraid to approach. Guo Xiang said with a smile, "Is Brother Zhang here to see the guests off the mountain?" Zhang Junbao blushed and replied, "Yes!"
At that time, Zhang Junbao was still a simple and ordinary teenager, and naturally he was not worthy of Miss Guo Er's position. However, Guo Xiang has just entered his life. Guo Xiang is chivalrous, brave and young. As the saying goes, in ten thousand years, the teenagers in "Seeds of Love" had inexplicable feelings.
Twisted in the heart, a hundred turns and a thousand times.
From then on, Zhang Junbao in "Eternal Dragon Slayer" became Zhang Zhenren with superb martial arts. Wudang Emei, Junbao is still here, but Guo Xiang is gone.
Zhang Cuishan heard about it from Master a long time ago, but Yin Susu was very interested in it for the first time, saying, "It turns out that the Emei Sect had such a relationship with Wutangmen in the previous generation. Why doesn't this Guo Guo Xiang woman marry Zhang Zhenren? "
Zhang Cuishan laughed and scolded: "You are talking nonsense again."
Yu Lianzhou said, "My master and Guo broke up at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain and never saw each other again. The teacher said that Guo couldn't forget a person, that is, Yang Guo, the carving god who killed the Mongolian Khan by flying stones outside Xiangyang. Guo traveled all over the world, but he couldn't find Yang Daxia. At the age of forty, she suddenly realized that she was a nun and later founded the Emei School. "
Zhang Sanfeng knew that Miss Guo Er was infatuated with Yang Guo, but she treated herself as a younger brother, deliberately went out of the water, and was heartless, so she might as well go home. However, this unrequited love, by this time, is not over yet. In Zhang Sanfeng's life, he only cared about Wudang and that man. He didn't marry. He kept the iron arhat that Guo Xiang gave him. He told Wudang disciples not to hurt Emei disciples. How can you forget all this?
When Guo Xiang often accompanied the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns, he thought of Yang Guo. But when Zhang Sanfeng created soft sword, he was thinking of Guo Xiang. Soft fingers, what a touching name. Zhang Sanfeng regards Guo Xiang as an example of life, and perhaps Yang Guo is also an example of life. He knows the goodness of Guo Xiang. Even if he can't be together, he wants to be a better and better person. He wants to be a better person than Guo Xiang. Standing on the top of the mountain, the breeze is Xu Lai, and the water waves are quiet.
Old handheld device maker e-ten finally pick a sentence:
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Guo Xiang's suicide note as if he saw the clever girl again, but that was a hundred years ago.
In Jin Yong's works, this secret love is somewhat vague, but I stubbornly believe that Zhang Sanfeng loves Guo Xiang so much. Just this love, so low-key lingering, so forbearing, I can only speculate and imagine the situation at that time. Just as Yang Guo is the robbery in Guo Xiang's life, Guo Xiang is the robbery in Zhang Sanfeng's life. Unfortunately, this robbery can't be broken, and it will hurt if you don't live long.
If Guo Xiang looked back again, maybe everything would be different. Of course, life has no ifs. Here's her trouble:
When I passed by, the mountain didn't speak.
When I passed by, the sea didn't speak.
The little donkey ticked and accompanied me to earth with the heavenly sword.
Everyone says that they love Yang Guo.
Just left my home in Emei Mountain.
In fact, I just like the clouds on Mount Emei.
Much like sixteen-year-old fireworks.
Another season, the fallen flowers are deliberately hard to find, the running water is ruthless and chaotic, and the sword is cold on the cliff. Emei Mountain is a friend of Buddhists in the Middle Ages. It's better to meet once than never. Meet each other in a hundred years, see the Buddha's fate, and eventually become a Taoist fairy. In this story, you have your fenglingdu and I have my arhat.
what can I do? What a pity!