The Rise of Phoenixes

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Someone in Huayan Du Village saved their lives with their lives. Someone on the cliff behind the house gently hugged his knee.

"Now, let me be your eyes."

Waking up under the cliff, she lowered her head and clasped her clothing buttons, the fragrance of her fingertips was faint, and she seemed to be at the tip of her nose till now.

"If I left Dijing and disappeared forever, what would you think?"

"find you."

"Can't find it?"

"You can't walk away. The world, the wind, the rain, the soil, will all belong to me. You will become ashes and bones, and that is my ashes, my bones."

Zhiwei.

The territory of the world, wind, rain, water and soil, will eventually belong to me, I am afraid that I am not recovering the original you, the vast loess, the vast snow, the last heavy page of Changxi’s thirteen years, who is the one who crushed it? Ash, whose bones.

"You grew up in the Central Plains of the Mainland, you must not be used to the grassland diet..."

On that day, the shrine shouted loudly. She came across the mountain, long-sleeved good dance of the shrine, and then fell in his arms like a light cloud.

He knelt in front of her in the dark room that time, and wiped her quietly with her own hands, feeling lonely and desolate, thinking that from then everything went back to the original point and belonged to strangeness.

At that time, she finally left her side and marched to the creek tower. Before the mighty reeds, she picked up the wind and wanted to listen to the wind with her.

That time An Lanyu crossed the sea, and in the clear and quiet sound of the rising and falling waves, slowly glued the coral to the envelope, thinking that the moment she lost her was like seawater pouring down, so she stayed up all night again.

Those quietly writing letters in the dark at night, thinking about the actions and methods she would use to hide the letter, silently rejoiced in the quietness of the moon star.

On that day, I handed the box full of envelopes to Yan Huaishi and heard the light joy that could not be concealed in his tone. Suddenly, the world was bright and the wind was quiet.

It turned out.

The shortest distance is just to make it more violent and distant when pulled apart.

The twists and turns along the way, ups and downs, to this day, really, but on this golden note, a few words of pain or itching? Is it really just His Royal Highness King Chu's concubine to Shunyi, can he always take out the ordinary greetings from the public?

He suddenly stopped writing.

He pursed his lips.

Immediately, I walked the pen quickly, and the pen was extremely fast.

"Zhiwei, on that day, there was heavy snow in Emperor Beijing, and I could bury my knees. I wandered outside the side hall of Anping Palace for a long time. I heard that you had spent a night here, and there were scattered fingers on the low trees outside the side hall, but you left You thought that tree was me at that time? It didn’t matter if you were me, why didn’t you wait for me to come and use your fingers to squeeze my throat? I fought on the road and wiped out the lives of your two loved ones. Go, avoid the grassland horizon, this is really not like your temperament.

Zhiwei, some people are destined to stop you, and you can’t hide from traveling all over the world. Maybe you don’t want to hide, just thinking about keeping your eyes hidden, or one day you will kill me with a knife, so don’t let me wait too long , Wei Zhi's letter of promotion is still waiting for you in my drawer.

You also promised to wait for me on the other side of the road. Now that road has been pulled too far, but as far as the road is concerned, if you are willing to go down, there will always be a day.

The box full of letterhead must have been trampled on horseshoes by you, or put into running water by you. It’s okay. The word is a bit ugly. When I’m free, I’ll rewrite it one by one. , Anlan Coral, together with Phoebe sylvestris in southern Fujian, are not unique in the world. The real unique is the mood in a certain period of encounter that can not be forgotten in life.

I don’t know where you’ve collected that mood. I’m here, waiting for you to dig it out.

Remember, don't make me wait too long. "

The envelope was sealed and lacquered, together with the delicately closed gift basket, placed quietly on the table.

He leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, facing the letter, watching the sunlight quietly through the curtain and walked through the lattice window a little, and then changed the frosted moonlight, which was lightly coated in the light green envelope. Go up and blur the writing a little bit blurry.

The wind sings the lonely tune on the eaves, the night of Emperor Jing is so deep.

The night of Emperor Jing is so long, some people go up and down for a letter from day to night.

The daylight on the grassland is bright and splendid, and the Wang Ting crowd celebrates like the sea, so that the people forget to mourn.

Helianzheng drove down Fengzhiwei, and then fell into the ocean of the crowd, struggling for a long time before reaching the gate of the palace. Helianzheng was already covered with a purse belt and all kinds of food, and even Fengzhiwei was caught in his arms. Threw greasy rice cakes.

As soon as he turned the crowd, Feng Zhiwei slapped it on Helianzheng's chest with a clever technique. When Helianzheng's hand was loosened, Fengzhiwei had fallen to the ground.

She took care of her clothes, didn't look at Helianzheng, and turned away.

"Ah, are you angry?" Helian Zheng quickly followed to pull her sleeve, "Don't, don't, aunt, aunt, I won't be next time."

Every time he was guilty, he called her aunt, Feng Zhiwei had no choice but to turn his face, said: "Do you remember?"

"I couldn't help myself." Helian Zheng's eyes were bright, and he looked up at the sky beyond the grassland. "Zhiwei, I finally came back from Dijing. God knows how much I hate Dijing, so lifeless, everyone wears a mask Everyone lives involuntarily. You can only believe three-points in what everyone says. The grassland is better. Heaven is higher than Dijing. Zhiwei, I just want you to know my joy."

I just want you to know my joy.

Feng Zhi's eyebrows flickered slightly, and he smiled a bit bleak instantly—I know, I know, but unfortunately you want to share with me the joy that can fill the whole grassland, and I have no place to let those joys go.

There, only the first snow in the 13th year of Emperor Jing in Changxi, the heart of the place, drifted down and never stopped.

"It's hilarious!" came the cheerful voice behind him, and Chun Yumeng followed the guard with excitement, shouting: "I like the girl in Huzhuo Department! Minger begs to be a wife!"

"Don't you go back?" Feng Zhi smiled.

Chun Yumeng suddenly smiled, Feng Zhi stared at him slightly, and said, "You really don't want to go back? How is it possible, your Chun Yu's family is the king of Chu, and you go back, taking Nanhai and this **** credit, King Chu I will definitely arrange important practical jobs for you, with a promising future, but don’t give up."