From Three Kingdoms to Marvel

I have been busy these days and my thoughts are unclear. When I was writing last night, I fell asleep in the middle of it. I finished a lot of things today and it will be dark when I write again. I still have some things to deal with. I wrote more than 500 words. It's not as good as the excerpts of ancient texts.

So I would like to declare here that I remember that the dream I wrote at night was very good. I plan to go and see if I can continue this dream tonight and see what happens next. .

The old county of Yuzhang and the new mansion of Hongdu.The star is divided into Wing Zhen (zhěn), and the ground is connected to Henglu.It embraces the three rivers and leads the five lakes, controls the wild thorns and leads Ouyue to cross the border.The treasures are abundant, the dragon's light shines on the ruins of the cow fight; the outstanding people and the land are like Xu Ru, who is sitting on Chen Fan's bed.The mist in Xiongzhou is full of stars.Taihuang (huáng) rests at the intersection of Yi and Xia, and the guest and host enjoy the beauty of the southeast.The commander-in-chief, Yan Gong, is looking forward to his grace, and his ji (ji) is coming from afar; Yu Wen, the yi (yi) fan of Xinzhou, is stationed temporarily.During the ten-day vacation, there are many successful friends; I am welcomed from thousands of miles away, and the house is full of distinguished friends.The soaring dragon and the phoenix are the Ci sect of Scholar Meng; the purple lightning and green frost are the arsenal of General Wang.The master of the family is the butler, and the road is well-known; how can a boy know that he will be rewarded with victory?

The time is September, and the order belongs to the third autumn.The water is exhausted and the cold pond is clear. The smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk.I went on the road to visit the scenery in Chong'a; I came to Changzhou, the son of the emperor, and found the old mansion of heaven and man.The mountains are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above them; the flying pavilions flow with elixirs, and there is no ground below.He Ting (ting), Fu (fu) and Zhu (zhu), the lingering (ying) back of the poor island; Guidian Lan Palace, the shape of the hills and mountains.

Covered in embroidered tà, he looked down at the carved beast. The mountains were vast and he looked at them, and the Sichuan marsh was so quiet that he looked at them in horror.Lu (lu) Yan (yán) pounces on the ground, the bells ring and the tripod is home to food; Ge (gě) ship Mijin, the boat (zhu) of green bird and yellow dragon.The clouds are gone and the rain is clear (ji), and the color is bright in the area.The falling clouds and solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the shore of Pengli (li); the formation of wild geese is frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu.

The lapel is smooth in the distance, and it is easy to fly (chuán).The cool breeze blows out, the slender song condenses and the white clouds stop (è).The green bamboos in the Sui Garden are like the Qi Peng Ze's bottles; the Zhuhua in the Ye Yè water is like the pen that illuminates Linchuan.Four beauties, two are difficult to combine.I can't help but look at the sky in the middle of the sky, and I can enjoy traveling in my spare time.The sky and the earth are very different (jiong), and I feel that the universe is infinite; when joy and sorrow come, I know that there are countless ups and downs.I hope that Chang'an will be safe under the sun, and that Wu will be in the clouds.The terrain is extreme and the southern sky is deep, the sky pillar is high and the northern star is far away.The mountains are difficult to cross, and those who have lost their way feel sad; meeting by chance is like a guest from a foreign land.When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty?

Alas!The fortunes are not good, and the fate is many.Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang difficult to seal.Qu Jiayi in Changsha is not without a holy master; when Liang Hong travels to Haiqu, is there no lack of bright time?I rely on a gentleman to see an opportunity and an expert to know his fate.When you are old and strong, you would rather have a white-headed heart; when you are poor and strong, you will not fall into the clouds.Drinking from the greedy spring makes you feel refreshed, and you still feel happy when you are in a dry rut.Although Beihai is on credit, it can be picked up if it swings; the east corner (yu) has passed away, and it is not too late to mulberry trees.Meng Chang was noble and noble, and he spared no time to serve his country; Ruan Ji was rampant, how could he cry at the end of the road!