Shanhaijing continuation of the rebirth of Fuja

The half-set sun hangs in the evening sky, and the blood-like afterglow slantly shines on the cold stone tablet.Listening to the lonely whisper of the desolate wind accompanied by the bells from a distance, as if singing the old nursery rhyme, mourning for the dead who are sleeping here.

The tombstones are engraved with big characters, including Pepe's, Xiaobing's, Hongling's, and Asu's.They returned to Taohuaao as they wished, and lay here quietly, so comfortable that they had nothing to do with the world.

But there was no Shangguan Jin.

"Brother Shangguan, is he still alive?" Fu'er thought of Shangguan Jin who seemed to be seen in the crowd on the night of the Flower Dance Festival.

"Yeah...he's still alive, just..." Everyone shook their heads and sighed.

Just living is better than dying...

It turned out that after Shangguan Jin fell off the cliff that day, An An also followed and jumped off. Because An An was a mermaid, he was able to survive the rapids at the foot of the mountain, but Shangguan Jin was already dying.

Who is obsessed with love?Who sacrificed for love?Who is deeper than whom?In this life, I was born only because of love, but the reality has too much helplessness, and in the end, I still have to leave.

So An An chose to sacrifice herself this last time.

But Shangguan Jin, who came back to life, saw through everything after all, so he decided to spend his whole life waiting for her to come back.Maybe An'an will come back one day, the reincarnation of heaven, how many long years will it take after reincarnation?

Time flies, I'm afraid that when we meet again, one is an eighteen-year-old girl, and the other is already in her sixtieth year, right?

I am not born, but I am old.

Thinking that An An, who was also a child, fell in love with the older Shangguan Jin at the beginning, will it be love in old age again in the future?

And all of this is unknown, maybe it is predestined in the dark.

But only Shangguan Jin knew in his heart that his waiting was blissful.

If falling in love can really stay together for a hundred years, why can't it stand the waiting of fleeting years in the world of mortals?

Time is like a river, the left bank is the unforgettable memory, the right bank is the youth worth grasping, and the middle is the faint sadness of youth.There are many beautiful things in the world, but there are not many that really belong to you.Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, don't be shocked by honor or disgrace, look at the clouds in the sky, and have no intention of leaving or staying.In this troubled secular world, is it not a kind of happiness to be able to wait for someone for a lifetime?

It's just that Shangguan Jin doesn't know whether the person he meets after many years is An An or Sisi?

After Fuer and the others sighed to themselves, they came to the tomb one after another, burned paper money for everyone, inserted chrysanthemums, offered tribute, and finally offered a glass of sake and sprinkled it on their tomb.

"rest in peace……"

The pain is buried in everyone's heart, and they live well with their hope.

After worshiping everyone, Fu'er and the others went back to the wedding hall, because today is their wedding day.

Both Bin Yi and Chi Yu were dressed in red robes, their handsome faces glowed with radiance as time went by, with gentle smiles hanging from the corners of their mouths, holding the hands of Fu'er and Su Mo, they slowly stepped into the place. The wedding hall covered with red clothes.

And Fu'er and Su Mo both wore red dresses in Chinese robes, and the phoenix steps on their heads brought out the nobility and delicacy of the bride.Even if people can't see their appearance under the hijab, they can feel their beautiful faces.

My father and mother were so happy that wept all the time.On this day, they looked forward and hoped, waited and waited, from the first excitement to the second joy and then to the present touch, finally they were able to truly fulfill the ceremony.

This time, no one came to make trouble. When Xi Niang's third "husband and wife worship" sounded, Fu'er and the others knew that from this moment on, they were finally officially married.

They all have shallow smiles on their faces, but there is a clear spring flowing in their eyes... Looking up at the sun, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent, and they look at the green mountains and long rivers, stretching for generations.Just like in their hearts, everyone has never left at this moment, and nothing has changed.

The past is like smoke and can't go away. It's both false and real, and it's both love and hate.The leaves fall silently and the flowers wither by themselves.After going through ups and downs all the way, all the blood and tears cultivated a flower bud in the withered thorns, it has experienced the wind and frost of reincarnation, and then bloomed a new life...

It's the Flower Dance Festival again.

On the banks of the small river...

"Akabane, look, jumping fish is so beautiful."

"No, not as beautiful as you."

Holding your child's hand, you will share a lifetime of hardships; kissing your child's eyes, giving you a lifetime of affection.Hold Er Yu's hand, take everything in this life; caress Er Xiu Neck, block the wind and rain of this life.

Hibiscus under the moon...

"Husband, the flowers are so beautiful."

"Yes, flower beauties are even more beautiful."

look!Who is standing under the hibiscus flowers, counting the falling flowers in the curtain of reincarnation season after season.The soft murmur and gurgling lovesickness charming the rouge and coquettish youth.

listen!And who is playing a moving melody in the sea of ​​hibiscus flowers?The music is melodious, intoxicated by Yi Ren's laughter.It looks like a flower but not a flower, like a dream but not a dream.

A dance all over the city, singing the praises of love and hatred in the world, and a song of Xiao Yin, composing the lingering stories of the past and present.