Strange Tales

Crossing the shadow of cranes in the cold pond, burying the soul of flowers in the cold moon, I am used to being alone, and I am more and more addicted to such shabby sentences that hurt the spring and autumn.I am a half-demon, half-human, half-demon born of a combination of a human and a demon, with a heart and a heart.

For things like love, it's better to let go of it early, lest you won't be able to please yourself in the future, but put yourself in it.Fortunately, I was born with a cold heart. The world is so big, and the only one I love is myself.In fact, I thought very clearly. If I love someone else, wouldn’t it be terrible to give my heart to others? Crazy, such a person is really crazy.

"Last year at Zimo Qingmen, tonight Yupo Yunhun. A lifetime of haggardness will be ruined, and only a few evenings will be spent." The butterfly fairy next door is probably hurt by love again today, and her jokes are bleak, so it is said that this kind of romantic scene Just be a passer-by and watch with cold eyes.

"Hua Die, isn't it just a man, why do I look sadder than when your parents died." Butterfly Jing, surnamed Hua, and named Momo, saw that they were all neighbors, so she came over to persuade her.

"Crazy Liu, you don't know how good he is." Huadie seemed to be in a beautiful fantasy, her cheeks flushed.

This girl is really hopeless.I was thinking to myself, and the wails of butterflies came from my ears, which made my eardrums almost burst.

"Stop, it's just a man, I'll make him obediently go up the mountain and enter your cave." I glanced at Huadie, secretly thankful that she cut off her idea of ​​marrying me with a stern voice.

Hua Die said that the man she likes is Gao Zhengzong who sings Danjiao in Yunhualou in Lingyou City. He has a good appearance and can sing very well.

In this world, opera singers are the thinnest, singing other people's love affairs, seeing too much in the wind and dust, how can there be any sincerity

In the Yunhua Tower, I saw Gao Zhengzong, whom the flower butterfly said, on the stage, his sleeves trembled slightly, his steps moved lightly, his eyes rolled, and he was both angry and happy.

The deep pear blossoms are light in deep meditation, and the green shirt is faintly light.

After playing for three times and drinking for three rounds, this Gao Zhengzong is really good at singing.

After the show ended, I went to look for him, but I didn't see the green-clothed official, but I saw a young man who looked like a flower of spring dawn, as elegant as a moon, and my old face was burning hot.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

"Are you looking for me?" The young man held up his fan and gently lifted my chin, his eyes rolled with anger and joy.

"Gao Zhengzong!"

The name popped into my head, and I blurted it out unconsciously.

"Ah, it hurts!" Gao Zhengzong took the handle of the fan and knocked it on the head. I grinned in pain.

Before I could react, he had already held my hand and walked towards the outside of Yunhua Building.

Holding, really holding, very warm.

He led me to a place full of peach blossoms, with colorful falling flowers and flying birds and butterflies, it is a good place to live in seclusion.

"Liu Han, you are really cool. You have been away for such a long time. Are you still angry?" Gao Zhengzong's hug came so suddenly that I was caught off guard, but suddenly, something was quietly melting in my heart. .

His kiss fell, and what was left on the neck was his blazing heat, like a fire, and his eyes were sour, and he shed tears for no reason.

Masamune, Masamune...

I murmured the name, and the memory flooded out like a floodgate. Masamune, he is a doom that I will never escape in my life. In these few years, the water of the River of Forgetfulness may be nothing. Come on, the goddamn horse face offering sacrifices to Tong, he stole a thousand taels of gold from me, that shit's water of forgetting the river and forgetting love

However, nothing is important anymore, all I want is this man in front of me, if one day he loses his soul and is hurt by love, that's what I, Liu Hanxin, would like to do, and I can't blame others.

The sky is the quilt, the falling flowers are the seats, the fiery parts of his body come in and out of my body again and again, so hot and crazy, in this world, all I want is him, my eyes are rolling, I am also angry and happy.

There is a butterfly living next to my cave. She just fell in love with singing danjiao. The only proud thing in her life is that she worshiped Gao Zhengzong, a danjiao in Yunhualou, as her teacher. The two masters and apprentices, I am getting better and better. The more I feel like I've been kidnapped.

"I don't know the origin of the love, but the love is deep." Hua Die disturbed people's dreams early in the morning, but what she sang today is the opera "Dream of the Boudoir", what a love without knowing the origin, the love is deep!