Skimming the fire
Chapter 13 Absent "Tang"
It turned out that I was old a long time ago.
The sky is so high that it will never fall, and we will never have a chance to prove the so-called "until death" love.
Even if he is dead.
I built a thatched hut next to the big camp opposite the graveyard of Li Mu Temple and lived there. In the cloudy summer, there was no cloud in the sky, the sun was dazzling, and the distant mountains were barren.
It is heard that the Central Plains is still not peaceful, and the villain and Haoqi even fought all the way to the Gobi.
I told him all the anecdotes I heard, but I haven't gotten any feedback yet.
Taking advantage of the favorable weather, I surrounded a piece of land next to the house, and planted peonies, trichosanthes, Poria cocos, alfalfa with purple flowers, and sweet elephant grass to feed the horses.
A Bana flower, and an acacia.
The Central Plains is in chaos, the martial arts are bloody and bloody, the camps are ruthless with swords, and the court and royal family are fighting.
18 years have been a long time, and the young and frivolous youth who rode side by side with him on the bank of the river in Taiyuan City that year have long been worn out into remnants of the old years.
And I'm still planting flowers outside the pass.
Boiling water in winter snow or singing cicadas in summer, his monument stands on the opposite hill for a long time, looking at me silently.
The Milky Way is starry, the world of mortals is lonely and wide, the grass is withered and yellow, and there is virtue, but there is no one in the world.
I can no longer say that I have any obsessions at all.
Day after day, the days are short and the nights are long, and sometimes in the long nights there is a strange glow in the dark sky, I will always put on my clothes and sit on the ground with him, and occasionally say a word or two that I can't understand.
Heavy snow, beginning of spring, startling sting, grain rain, beginning of summer, great heat, beginning of autumn, cold dew, beginning of winter, heavy snow again.
Life and death are less than [-] days, but we lost each other, and finally missed the promised future.
I missed the ending of sleeping with him, and he missed the life with me.
How can the frozen earth sleep peacefully? I haven’t seen him for many years. I don’t know if the monument is still the same as I know it, or there is only a white bone left, wearing black armor, holding a knife and shield, and the fierce wind blows the battle flag, and the evil spirit is all over him. No one dares to stop.
In the third year, the tombstone of the bluestone was somewhat damaged, and fine cracks could be seen.
In the fourth year, the upper left corner of the stele was inexplicably broken, maybe some animals came while I was away.
In the fifth year, the handwriting was incomplete, and I could no longer see its original appearance.
In the sixth year, like a river embankment that would be washed away once it breached, the stele looked like a strange rock with a willful shape.
In the seventh year, I suffered from an old illness, so it was difficult to go often to see what the stele looked like, maybe it collapsed.
In the eighth year, my eyesight became worse and worse, and my body often ached.The medicine garden has been abandoned for more than a year. At first, some weeds grew, and then they all froze to death in the ground. Now they can't see the original appearance.
In the ninth year, I could no longer remember what he looked like.I have been with the time when we first met, and I have grown old since the moment we separated.All I can remember is that I love him.
The tenth year, I can't remember clearly, it turned out to be the tenth year.
Whenever the heavy snow fell, I would feel unbearable pain in my body. I sat in front of the hut and watched from a distance. There was a vast expanse of falling snow on the opposite mountain. I couldn’t remember where he was buried.
Daxue is very good, Cang Yun is still Cang Yun after these ten years, he is still him, and I am still me.
I feel good.
With Xueluo all over my body, I also waited until the day when I would be happy with him. I don't have any regrets.
Just, you...
Go slowly and wait for me.
The sky is so high that it will never fall, and we will never have a chance to prove the so-called "until death" love.
Even if he is dead.
I built a thatched hut next to the big camp opposite the graveyard of Li Mu Temple and lived there. In the cloudy summer, there was no cloud in the sky, the sun was dazzling, and the distant mountains were barren.
It is heard that the Central Plains is still not peaceful, and the villain and Haoqi even fought all the way to the Gobi.
I told him all the anecdotes I heard, but I haven't gotten any feedback yet.
Taking advantage of the favorable weather, I surrounded a piece of land next to the house, and planted peonies, trichosanthes, Poria cocos, alfalfa with purple flowers, and sweet elephant grass to feed the horses.
A Bana flower, and an acacia.
The Central Plains is in chaos, the martial arts are bloody and bloody, the camps are ruthless with swords, and the court and royal family are fighting.
18 years have been a long time, and the young and frivolous youth who rode side by side with him on the bank of the river in Taiyuan City that year have long been worn out into remnants of the old years.
And I'm still planting flowers outside the pass.
Boiling water in winter snow or singing cicadas in summer, his monument stands on the opposite hill for a long time, looking at me silently.
The Milky Way is starry, the world of mortals is lonely and wide, the grass is withered and yellow, and there is virtue, but there is no one in the world.
I can no longer say that I have any obsessions at all.
Day after day, the days are short and the nights are long, and sometimes in the long nights there is a strange glow in the dark sky, I will always put on my clothes and sit on the ground with him, and occasionally say a word or two that I can't understand.
Heavy snow, beginning of spring, startling sting, grain rain, beginning of summer, great heat, beginning of autumn, cold dew, beginning of winter, heavy snow again.
Life and death are less than [-] days, but we lost each other, and finally missed the promised future.
I missed the ending of sleeping with him, and he missed the life with me.
How can the frozen earth sleep peacefully? I haven’t seen him for many years. I don’t know if the monument is still the same as I know it, or there is only a white bone left, wearing black armor, holding a knife and shield, and the fierce wind blows the battle flag, and the evil spirit is all over him. No one dares to stop.
In the third year, the tombstone of the bluestone was somewhat damaged, and fine cracks could be seen.
In the fourth year, the upper left corner of the stele was inexplicably broken, maybe some animals came while I was away.
In the fifth year, the handwriting was incomplete, and I could no longer see its original appearance.
In the sixth year, like a river embankment that would be washed away once it breached, the stele looked like a strange rock with a willful shape.
In the seventh year, I suffered from an old illness, so it was difficult to go often to see what the stele looked like, maybe it collapsed.
In the eighth year, my eyesight became worse and worse, and my body often ached.The medicine garden has been abandoned for more than a year. At first, some weeds grew, and then they all froze to death in the ground. Now they can't see the original appearance.
In the ninth year, I could no longer remember what he looked like.I have been with the time when we first met, and I have grown old since the moment we separated.All I can remember is that I love him.
The tenth year, I can't remember clearly, it turned out to be the tenth year.
Whenever the heavy snow fell, I would feel unbearable pain in my body. I sat in front of the hut and watched from a distance. There was a vast expanse of falling snow on the opposite mountain. I couldn’t remember where he was buried.
Daxue is very good, Cang Yun is still Cang Yun after these ten years, he is still him, and I am still me.
I feel good.
With Xueluo all over my body, I also waited until the day when I would be happy with him. I don't have any regrets.
Just, you...
Go slowly and wait for me.
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