She stabbed the knife into her body fiercely. The stunned Zhuo Yihang froze in place.
Ten years later, the remorseful man guarded the strange flower on the top of the snowy mountain, but she lingered alone in the world, vowing to kill all men in the world.
Is there really such a thing in the world?
I have read it when I was very young, as well as Liang Weng's original work, and now it's Leslie Cheung's "Beautiful Face and White Hair" that reverberates in my ears. I don't know why, but my heart suddenly hurts.
The love fell apart, but in the end, it was no match for a lie.
There will never be any regret medicine in this world. When Zhuo Yihang took the flowers to see her, it was already a sea of fire.
She fell into his arms and asked, "Am I getting old?"
He said, "You will always be the same in my heart."
Only at the moment when the two of them died in the sea of flames, did they see eternity in the world.
A moment of eternity.
There are so many illusory martial arts films in Hong Kong, but this one can be called tragic. So much innocent blood was shed, but for the love and hatred in the heart of a pair of lovers.
The art is beautifully done, and the dreaminess in the dark makes people feel moved.
And the intense and lingering love, at a certain moment, it seemed that I really saw the heaven and earth.
The paradise of two people is so intoxicating.
It is a pity that it is difficult for people to escape from the world, and the intrusion of the outside world is always inevitable.
Loving what I love seems to be the hardest thing.
Perhaps because of this, there can be those soul-stirring elegy of love, and when we cry in despair, we embed those scattered memories into my heart.
People can only make instinctive decisions, so they can't help themselves. Before Zhuo Yihang could think about it, the sword in his hand had already poked into his lover's body. She turned white and lost her heart, and the two who survived the last hurdle finally parted ways.
Sometimes I sympathize with Ji Wushuang, his love for the wolf girl is no less than Zhuo Yihang. He was only conjoined and could not express it correctly. So I cut my arm with a knife, and let love and pain melt together.
Lian Nishang's personality is as sharp and direct as a wolf. She never lies, so she hates suspicion the most.
Being questioned by the person she loved the most, her heart fell to the bottom in an instant.
Trust two words, perhaps the world's most difficult to achieve.
Walking in today's bustling city, no one will believe in the legend of love. Only in a dream can there be that moment of confusion. Movies are also the carrier of dreams, returning to reality is desolate.
"The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" no longer belongs to this manic century, which is guided by the sensory stimulation of the post-80s generation. The elegy of love can only be heard on a night of nostalgia, and then I see my tears rolling down the back of my hand drop by drop.
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