Chapter 509: Deep Love (122)
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Yuexi always felt that she was standing in front of the subway, and she could vaguely hear the train "rumbling". "If you don't fight, you won!" A weak soul flew from the corpse of Li Yu, who was killed by poisoned wine, and when Yuexi looked at it carefully, the soul let out such a sentence......
Half a year later, Xiao Zhouhou's body also died, and the people of that era have legends: "Xiao Zhouhou died half a year ago---- with her beloved husband, the wrecked emperor named Li Yu......!
People who had a little foresight in that era said: There must be a great event in a thousand years---- that is, there will never be a wasted emperor Li Yu again, but another generation of heroes who are proud of the world and the woman he loves all his life, of course, is not occupied by the enemy, but a prosperous country, a loving family---- the people of that country love each other and tolerate each other......
I stand in ancient and modern Chinese and foreign sketches:
Write about a war that has not yet happened----
Write about your new face and the meeting of the world......
I wrote a piece of the sea in your left palm, and a beach in your right palm
I write two rows of dense teardrops, which are full of sycamores,
The little sapling stands on tiptoe, waiting for the summer,
Waiting for the flowers to bloom all over the place, arranging the dreams of life and death......
I stand on the platform of time to sketch,
Write about the shuttle between the inside and outside of the two trains, the blend of ancient and modern----
I write an inner biography with my body, and I write a green lantern with my soul
The small temple houses the oldest sake
The strong aroma of wine pierces the alley of acacia, lying in the tomb,
I stood in the inner loop subway sketching, stumbling step by step, and pain from foot to foot......
I stood in the subway of the outer loop to sketch,
Write about a mighty fire, and then write about an east wind......
I slept when I wrote the codeword, and when I woke up it floated in the night sky......
"Sketching" -
This Yuexi suddenly saw a little girl with a backpack on her back, opening her easel and sketching behind her. The little girl who was painting was still painting, and she was humming a song with vague lyrics, which was very small, crisp, and as beautiful as a birdsong......
Yuexi was attracted by the singing, and quietly turned behind the little girl who was painting, and carefully looked at the painting on the drawing board......
The picture is full of movement: as the little painter's brush rustles, two intersecting time tracks suddenly appear in the middle of a large piece of paper, the railroad tracks on the longitudinal time track are blue-black, and you can see that they are made of metal and steel, and the rails on the horizontal time track are bronze, and when the little girl puts down the pen, both tracks shimmer with a rich bronze atmosphere...... There is a train running longitudinally, and then a train with a blue sea on it---- with "Kohun Line" written on it, and then look at the platform next to it, which is platform No. 1, and the train is on the left side of the center of the platform. When she had finished singing, she heard the little girl whistle a few times: her song was like a row of birds in a hurry to fly, fluttering above the blue train......
Then the little girl continued to paint, and as soon as her brush fell, a green-skinned train moved on the paper, and then suddenly stopped: the little girl who only listened to the painting, sang "Sketching" again, and then another row of fresh little swallows floated out of her song---- and when the little girl whistled, the little swallows were like the eaves of a car under the green-skinned locomotive, like eaves, and from the wilderness they latched on to the soft mud, building a fresh nest......
The little young swallows chirped softly, and in the wilderness there were many different people, high and low: those people, high and low, heard the sound of birds, and they all walked out of the door, the sun was blazing, and everyone dragged a small figure under their feet...... Those people are simple, just listen to the bleating of the little snow-white goats in the small yard, full of trills, you know that they are a group separated by money, they are well-fed and self-sufficient---- as soon as Yuexi raised her head, a burst of wheat fragrance came from a strong fragrance---- this Yuexi was happy, and she lifted the little girl's brush onto the longitudinal subway......
"What are you doing?" saw the little girl quickly pick up the brush, and with a shout, she began to paint her again......
When Yuexi stood still, she saw that the soul called Xiao Zhouhou was drifting one after another, and Yuexi happily greeted her and said, "Hold hands!" I saw that as soon as the left hand of Xiao Zhouhou's soul touched Yuexi's right hand, it was absorbed by Yuexi's body......
The little girl suddenly said, "Miss Yuexi, she is here to claim the train that belongs to her, you tell her that she is on the green train!"
"You're on the green train!" Yuexi said softly.
"Yes. "That little Zhou Hou had no expression, no heartbeat, and no pulse even when he spoke......
That little Zhou Hou only said two words: Yuexi felt that in her pulse, someone rushed into two cold currents, and she couldn't help but shiver......
(To be continued.) )