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Encounter (4)

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    Encounter (4)

    When the wind meets the water, the rustling wind meets the desolate water, this departure is a farewell.

    When Weicheng meets Zhaoyu, it suppresses the light dust of Yunyun. The green guest house meets fresh green willows, but it can't express the joy in my heart.  my friend!  The plank road in the distance has been opened, why not go far away.  Are you reluctant to let go of this cup of dirty wine from your hometown, or are you worried that there will be no old friends outside Yangguan?  Don't worry, this glass of dirty wine has the taste of hometown, drink her, and then - the sword will go to the end of the world.

    Thousands of miles of yellow clouds!  How did you come in daylight; sad north wind!  Why do you blow the geese trembling.  Are you still worried that there is no confidant on the journey?  Peach trees and plum trees don't talk, and a path can be stepped under the tree, let alone you with noble morals?  Remember, there is no permanent feast in the world, today's parting is just for tomorrow's encounter.

    The wind by the lake was blowing desperately there, and the pattering rain drenched half of the mountain.  Beyond the sky and sea, rows of big trees are like guards.  This road is so long, so long.  The hatred of the present and the past!  All kinds of things come to my heart, is it separation and reunion, or joy and sorrow?  The wind by the river screamed like a devil.  How do you know that parting in this world is more difficult than this road.

    Close your eyes and imagine Li Bai's friendship when he met Wang Lun, "The peach blossom pool is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me"; listen to Liu Yong's tearful farewell when he "holds his hands and looks at his tearful eyes, but he is speechless".  It's really a farewell and a tear, a tear and a heartbreak!

    Tens of thousands of encounters have won thousands of breakups.  After careful calculation, we have met for thousands of days, but I failed to hold your hand on the day of parting.  I hate it.  Hate it!  At that moment, my eyes hurt from crying, and tears flooded my cheeks.  It hurts.

    Encounter is for breaking up; parting is for reunion.

    But I only want to meet each other, not to break up.  .  .  .  .  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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