The season has entered late autumn, and the fallen leaves are piled up. Stepping on those withered yellow leaves is like stepping on the empty and prosperous years of my life. The lingering words in my ears, who shed tears in the past life.
Take a red rope and tie it to the banyan tree that grows by the city of Luoyang. The rope is tied once by fate. This is the only time in my life that I am serious. After checking your eyes, I know that I have met the right person.
Turn around with your sword, the blood splashing is your red lips. It's not the blade that hurts, it's your reincarnated soul. Riding a horse to go to war, the sound of your tears is the horse's hooves. The moonlight on the bluestone on the roadside shines into this lonely city. I follow the sound of your reincarnation all the way, and I have a deep love for you.
The roots of the old trees beside Luoyang City are extending like memories. Touch them with your hands. You ask whose heartbeat is passing by. Looking at the sky, the continuous beacon fire and smoke enhanced the blood color. I leaned over and picked up a jar of fine wine next to me, and drank it with hatred. Your eyes, which have been resentful for thousands of years, are the scars that can make me drunkenly fall into the red cliff.
Riding the horse, passing through the moonlight, the woman in front of her eyes who was still moaning softly, her indifferent eyes that had traveled through thousands of years, were like a cold ice blade, piercing deeply into her heart.
Turning around and disappearing into the night, the lonely memory of the previous life was painfully silent in my heart.
The nostalgic late night eroded the moonlight, and the tears in the corners of my eyes carved thousands of mottled memories on my face.
After thousands of years of reincarnation, who will see traces on the old tree.
Looking back and remembering the beauty of Chibi, I shed tears of ecstasy after a thousand years of reincarnation.
The fallen leaves weep and hide the broken flowers,
For whom did the sky of the Three Kingdoms kill?
The faint water mirror shines on the waning moon,
\The miserable bright light plays the pipa.
There is no reason to regret the sins of this life,
How can you make wine and talk about the end of the world?
Essence Original "Red Cliff·Drunk"
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There are many articles with this kind of fictional historical theme. Most authors put themselves into a certain historical context, which is what people commonly call time-travel: men become generals and women become beauties. The general must be heroic and tragic, and the beauty must be exquisitely graceful. The appeal of such articles lies in the authors' insights into history and their writing, which is both rich in classical charm and delicate in modern expression. This article, however, is still shallow, and the theme is not very clear. 'Drunken at Red Cliff'—is it about Zhou Yu and the story of the Red Cliff? In any case, the Red Cliff scenes are too few, and Luoyang even became the other woman. Let's encourage each other.
What I mean is not just 'Drunken Red Cliff'… there are also faint shadows of 'Fireworks Fade Easily'…
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