[Ce Yu] Xu Jun's half-life

Breaking song.

Many years ago, when he returned with his father's body in his arms, Zhou Yu was sitting under a big tree with luxuriant branches, with a qin on his lap and a jug of wine in his hand.

I can't remember how I swallowed the wine in my mouth, the spicy taste of the wine burned my throat.

I can't remember how I mixed the bitter tears into the bitter wine, and I was at a loss and didn't know it.

I only remember him playing the piano and composing songs.

That was the first time he heard Zhou Yu sing, and it was also the last time.The singing voice is not a soft Jiangnan ditty, but like a northern Hu tune.

he sings.

A son must become famous and a wine must be drunk.

Now, behind that person was a monstrous flame, and in his eyes was his youthful face.

He said.

"The three armies are in front, playing the piano is boring, Yu beats the drums for everyone."

He walked slowly towards the gold-rimmed war drums on the high platform, his red cloak fluttering behind him.The bright red color engulfs the half-red sky, burning the soul of every warrior on the battlefield.

Drums start.

The drum has no seven strings, but it beats out the rhythm of the breaking song.His hair is messed up.The arms fluttered, as if dancing.

He is like that fire.The sound of the drum was like a rumbling thunder, knocking into the chest along with the bloodthirsty desire.

The weapon is hot.My heart is hot.

In the struggle of life and death, how much can a lifetime have?

Suddenly, the sound of drums stopped, and the gust of wind stopped.

The man turned around and filled a bottle of spirits in his hand.

Broken formation.

This is a song from Jiangdong.He looked at him, and he looked at them.

He drinks.He is with him, with him in body and soul.Flesh and blood relationship, with love as bone and God as flesh.

In his eyes, it was their common world.

"A son must be famous and must be drunk."

His eyes flickered and he raised his head to finish his drink.

He also looked at him and smiled.His smile has made thousands of men risk their lives, and made the weak and enemies terrified.

He drank heavily.

"The sky and the earth are the sword and I am the front!"

for a moment.All the soldiers in the center of the school field shouted in unison, breaking the river and hitting the sky.

"I am the front!"

Cheng Pu, Han Dang, Jiang Qin, Gan Ning and others led the group to hold a bottle of wine together.

The drums started again.Clanking and ringing, the sound is like gold and stone.

Sun Yu faced the three armies.Before the wine stage.

"Respect Polu General!"

Boom!

Everyone shouted.

"Respect Polu General!"

He faced the east and drank another glass of wine.

"My lord!"

Boom!

The eye sockets of several veterans were already moist.

"My lord!"

Suddenly, the drummer half turned around.The waist is slightly sideways, and the upper body is leaned back.He holds a mallet in one hand and a bottle in the other.He spoke.The voice was loud and clear, piercing through the misty clouds in the sky above.

He looked at the thousands of troops below the stage, and the wine was already on his lips.

"Respect, general against you."

An overwhelming cry.The words were no longer clear, but there was only a bloody roar, the sound that erupted from the depths of the body.

The audience in the audience was so dark that no one could be seen, but a piece of weapons were shining brightly against the flames.

"Respect the rebellious general!"

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The gate of the camp is wide open, and thousands of horses are galloping.The man in the lead with the golden armor and long lance, with unstoppable bravery, rides the dust.

"Jiangdong! Jiangdong! Jiangdong!"

Meet the enemy and kill the enemy.Meet gods and kill gods.They have become hurricanes, landslides and tsunamis.With the anger of the living, the regret of the dead.At this time, they are invincible.

Destroy the dry and pull the rotten, like a broken bamboo.

Cao Jun's city wall in Jiangbei Daying was several feet high, but in their eyes, it was no more than a foot or so of earth mound.

The siege torch stone and the locust-like rocket once again illuminate the night sky.A dawn burning in the dark night.

Blood everywhere.Cao Jun's, theirs.

kill!kill!kill!

This is the only totem in everyone's heart.For the homeland, for the wife and children, for the ancestors.

The city gate is broken.When the tide of Jiangdong sergeants poured in, Cao Jun's morale was exhausted and his fighting spirit was already weakened.

"Hold on to me!"

Cao Ren shouted like crazy, he can't think of anything else now, he just wants to protect his Lord and leave safely.he knows.They lost.The game is doomed.

He saw a man riding a horse through the city gate.Among the thousands of troops, he only saw that one person.

Like wind and thunder, like lightning.There were still sparks in that person's hair, and in that person's eyes, there were their corpses and the territory of the world.

He was already stunned.

"General!" His lieutenant rushed to him, raising his knife.

He saw nothing.He saw the man raised the weapon in his hand and slashed down from above with a stern wind.

Blood splattered all over his face.Red, warm.

His lieutenant has been in two halves.

The war horse carried half of its body on its back and ran a few steps before stopping.

When he stepped on the horse and retreated in a panic, he hadn't recovered himself from the sharp edge.

He was only in a trance, and saw the big flag with Cao characters lying on the ground, full of holes.

All over the place.

Since ancient times, there is no one who is victorious in all battles.How many.

The situation has dissipated, whoever rules the roost will be immortal forever.

When the generals returned to camp, the gunpowder smoke hadn't cleared yet, but there were already wines waiting for them.

Crowds celebrating, a lively scene.

Sun Yu reined in his horse, but did not see the familiar figure.He looked back for a long time, but he saw the man standing on the Jieshi by the river with his hands behind his back.

His black hair blows in the wind.His gaze was like the first ray of dawn that was about to emerge in the sky.

He got off his horse and ran towards the man.

There is something in the chest that cannot be stopped.He misses him.What he misses, what he needs, can be filled.

until the eyes meet.

Until it's close at hand.

"Gongjin." He opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse, mixed with a trace of sadness.

The man didn't speak, just opened his arms slightly and strode towards him.

He dropped the sword in his hand.

The reunion more than ten years ago, the feelings, the scene, the heart and the person, have reappeared before my eyes.

He hugs him.Use his best strength.

But I can't laugh.Want to laugh, laugh also choked up.

The tightest hug, so close that you can hear each other's heartbeat.That is the same frequency that cannot be worn away no matter how many years.

He had to close his eyes.He doesn't need to look at him.In many years of dreams, he has seen it a thousand times.

Zhou Yu opened his eyes wide.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyes were dry, but he couldn't stop the scalding liquid from sliding down.

He hadn't been this irrational in years, he couldn't remember.

At first it was just silent tears.

Later, he fell on that person's shoulder, crying heartbreakingly.

Buddha.

The gods and Buddhas of these nine days!

Zhou Yu never believed in ghosts and gods, but today he worshiped sincerely.

can i-

Trapped in this dream for a long time, never to wake up again.

The world is quiet.Quiet, as if only the pair of embracing figures by the river were left.

Later, the fire burned for three days and three nights.It doesn't stop.

Historically called——

Chibi.