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Heqing Ming Hotel

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Would you choose Jiangshan or Beauty? I have no country, but I have city people who are bound by me, so I fell in love with a thief.

I didn't know thieves were so cute and beautiful, but thieves who stole goods stole other people's hearts. Since then, wine without her is bitter, beauty without her is ordinary, and life without her is boring. Time alone with her is its moment.

Others say it is not easy for two people to fall in love, but this hard-won love is just the beginning.

Things in the world are so complicated, we are not just two people, we are not just us, we still have our identities, as well as our relatives, partners and city people. We are closely related to many people and their lives.

I want to go with her and stay with her for a long time, so I seriously consider how to stay with her.

But I outsmarted myself. I didn't find the way to her, but I broke into a road that led us to destruction.

Sacrificing yourself is the easiest thing, but the fact is that my city dweller and she are in danger because of me.

Even if I have to sacrifice your people, even if I become a traitor, even if the smile and love in your eyes disappear and become unforgettable hatred, I will let you and my city people live. To this end, even if I die 10 thousand times, I will repay it, and I will never tire of it.

You really didn't let me down. Obviously petite but strong, you will definitely survive and stand in front of me with the hatred of my director.

Clearly close at hand, clearly as long as you take two steps, you can embrace yearning, but there is a sharp point in the middle, what can I do? Even through a sharp sword, I want to hug you.

Obviously in love, but this is our ending, I can only become the moon that will never disappear, watching you all the time.

I know, hatred will make you live, but I didn't expect that this hatred will be so deep that you will drift from place to place in the long river of time, just like a walking corpse, lifeless, watching you painfully wait for a * * * destruction, I should have thought of it and refused to leave alive like you.

For a moment, I wondered if my choice was wrong, and the people left behind were the most painful. I left you in this thousand years of loneliness and pain, but there was nothing I could do. I'm just a poor ghost praying for redemption. I can't do anything but look at you.

Obviously close at hand, countless days and nights, but you can't see me. This time, you can't even hug.

After 1300 years of waiting and waiting, I can finally hold you in my arms again. Familiar hair is like yesterday, but I know that what you hug, wait and expect is not me anymore.

Now, you finally have a smile again and become that lovely you again. But I'm a little sad, because it's no longer me who brings you that smile, and it's no longer me who makes you beautiful.

But I am also very happy. As long as you are happy. I wish you weren't so miserable. Maybe your heart is beating again.

I'm still a little sad. My citizens and your companions have already been reincarnated, and those who are inextricably linked with our previous identities have been reincarnated and entered a new reincarnation.

Like passers-by, they tore our love to pieces and then left, but left us and lived in a previous life.

But now, I may be the only one who lived in a previous life.

After three trips to Sichuan, the troubles of previous lives have all dispersed. I only have you. I reached out to you, but you turned away. I know I'm not your problem anymore.

This time, I really lost you, love and hate. I know that when you go back, everything in your past life will cease to exist, including me.

Others say that people will die twice, once when they lose their lives and once when the last person who remembers you forgets you.

Perhaps, this is another form of reincarnation that belongs to you. Then, I will enter my reincarnation.