2010-12-11
Right and wrong do not exist. This is the rule of death in martial arts, but unfortunately this is not the case in love, so there are so many soul-stirring love legends. If it hadn't been turned upside down and turned upside down, how could we let them know that we had loved so deeply and seriously?
Who is the beauty in the white hair amazing, what is the reason for him to wait in the snowdrifts, ten years, the martial arts taboo that cannot be mentioned, what is the origin?
Once, he was the naughty little troublemaker in the master's class, he was the unrestrained and unrestrained boy who molested his senior sister, and he was the arrogant son of heaven who was righteous and intelligent and shouldered the expectations of the martial arts. His name was Zhuo Yihang.
Once, she was a little baby girl who was abandoned among the wolves. She was the little fairy who played the flute to lead the wolf under the moonlight. She was the little demon girl in the magic religion that people loved and hated. She, without a name, people They call her the wolf girl.
And when they met, they lost their names, leaving only two men and women in love.
It's just that they are not skilled in love.
He is a child who has always been spoiled, spoiled by teachers since he was a child, spoiled by women when he grows up, and lives so freely and casually. It is not so much that he is unrestrained and unrestrained, it is better to say that he is heartless and happy.
she? She was brought up by wolves since she was a child. She is ignorant of everything in the world, and she is not bound by ethics in the demon sect. She is like a wolf, wild and beautiful, proud, and cold as ice. His hands were bloody, but his heart was pure and arrogant, until that person broke in and disrupted his heartbeat.
That Yinyuetan fulfilled them.
I liked that scene the most, she was sitting and playing the flute, with a melodious and clear tone, he watched with a smile from behind, the flute stopped, he hummed softly, her eyes flashed, and she turned back hastily, the surprise at that time was in her eyes Rippling, like the moonlight falling into the water, so clear and beautiful.
They are lingering in the pool no longer know what day and night, only each other, only love.
He only gave her a name, but let her promise her life.
They are all too young, naively thinking that Jianghu is not fun, the big deal is quitting Jianghu.
Just because of his words, she can return to the magic palace alone without saying a word, resolutely break away from the magic sect, and completely withdraw from the arena, no matter what kind of humiliation and torture she can endure. Years of upbringing are not worth the name he gave. At that time, she left the name Lian Nishang and her love for Zhuo Yihang in Yinyuetan, and regarded herself as a stone to face all difficulties. After walking through the red burning charcoal and being beaten and scolded by everyone, she survived, her expression numb and firm, and at the last moment of walking out, facing the red wedding dress handed over by the little girl, her gentle expression like water came back .
But when she appeared in Wudang in a wedding dress, he backed away.
He has his responsibility.
What a good excuse, that's the difference between men and women!
For his sake, she has never been a killer, but just kicked away those people in Wudang's way. When I saw him, I didn't rush to complain to him about how hard and painfully I left the demon sect, but just smiled sweetly: "Let's go." The voice was so gentle that it squeezed out of the water.
He said, "I just want to ask you, did you do it?"
(Alas, if you really trust it, you don't have to ask. What's the point of asking the exit.)
Her eyes narrowed, "It's none of my business whether they die or not. I'm asking you now, will you come with me?"
How clear, she doesn't care about the lives of others. Even if the entire Wudang was razed to the ground in front of her eyes, she would not blink. In her eyes and heart, she only cares about one person, the whole world doesn't matter, what matters is just one of his answers.
This is the difference between martial arts characters and people in the secular world.
Lian Nishang is a character that only appears in martial arts, so beautiful, so special, with a character of daring to love and daring to hate, one night's decision, and it must be vigorous to be happy.
But Zhuo Yihang is not. He does not have the capital to be isolated from the world. He lives in the real world. The kindness of his master's upbringing and teaching, and the brotherhood of his brothers and sisters, he has too much to give up. broken.
And when Wudang, whom he regarded as his home, was bloodied, he faced the tragic death of his relatives and the accusations of his junior and junior brothers.
That slap broke her heart. That sword was not stabbed by someone else, but by him. It was stabbed in her heart. She didn't even look at that senior sister, she just stared at him, in each other's eyes I can clearly see the thousands of affections of the past vanish into ashes. Holding his hand, stabbed the sword deeper, penetrated the chest, and wanted to see you clearly, you bastard!
Wusi, who used to be entwined and played with all kinds of tenderness between his fingers, has become a weapon for murder, and it is heartbreaking to think about it.
Three thousand troubles. Now I understand the connection between hair and heart. The white hair is scattered in the wind, but it is not a pair, but it is a devil. Without eyebrows and eyes, I already feel a ferocious cold.
Sharp, desperate eyes, a face as pure as ice and snow, red lips like blood.
Zhuo Yihang, who has never understood the truth, should have understood what kind of mistake he had made in his heartache.
Lian Nishang died, and there was only a white-haired witch left. She said, "Lian Nishang is dead." But why did the cold long sword touch his neck, so he threw the sword away, but turned around and didn't look at him? .
Who is to blame?
Perhaps this is a mistake in itself, doomed to love and separation.
Ji Wushuang, a tragic figure.
A devil who loves Lian Nishang deeply in his heart, waiting for her to grow up and love him. After all, he is inferior, and love is just a great irony and a lasting torture to him.
When Lian Nishang decided to leave the Demon Sect and he finally had the last chance to get her, the devil, the one who kissed first and kissed lightly, was her hand.
At the last moment, he clearly should have killed Lian Nishang with one sword, and the expression of pain and hesitation struggling between human nature and demon nature is really moving. Time and time again, he raised his sword and retracted it. It was his hesitation that gave Zhuo Yihang a chance to split them.
It turns out that love is the fatal blow.
Guarding in the ice and snow, a flower for decades, not to atone for sins, not to make up for sins, but only to feel sorry for the woman she loves, and hope that her happiness can be reborn with the color of her hair. (As everyone knows, she is the source of her happiness. Ten years later, what if the white hair turns black, the best time has passed, and the ten years that could have been together are gone, how can I make up for it?)
No matter how long she has hated, she has been in love for ten years, and she still can't let it go.
The whole "White-Haired Witch II" is nothing but a wounded woman's helpless revenge. The gorgeous and grand lineup and the tragic sacrifice are just for the heartache of a man's disappointment of a woman.
I think Zhuo Yihang's resentment at the Eight Gates Party is right, not because he let go of the white-haired witch (he couldn't keep it), but because he single-handedly created a white-haired witch.
In the ten years when he did not appear, he was not absent for a moment. It's all his shadow, because Lian Nishang can't forget it, and the inability to be happy will cause constant tragedies. He has always been there, in every fierce look in the white-haired witch's eyes, in each of her hideous laughter, in each of her crazy murderous aura... She disturbed the entire martial arts forest and subverted the entire Central Plains, but just wanted to find Get a man out and ask for an explanation.
And when he finally appeared, she forgot to react for a while.
Once again, he rescued others from her hands. It was like this before, and it is the same now. In this world, only he can stop her.
"Nishang", he called her that again, he was the only one in the world to call her that. Even now she is the devil who kills without blinking an eye, and he still calls her that. In his eyes, she will always be the one she was when she first met, the beautiful illusion under the moonlight, the beautiful lover in Yinyuetan, ten years of frost never frozen his fiery memories, she is still the one on his chest Faded cinnabar mole.
It's just that her white hair hurt his eyes, which was a sign of his betrayal, and he didn't dare to face it.
Easily, she forgave him. I couldn't believe it, and looked at the Ubiquita rolling down the ground, and when I looked up, there were already tears. "Yihang, don't move." With just four words, his painfully frowning brows stretched out. For the first time in ten years, he smiled contentedly: She forgives herself. Fool, in fact, why does she really hate you?
Ten years of ruthlessness, cruelty, and disguise fell apart in your call.
For ten years, I've only waited for a confession from you, an affirmation of love, do you understand?
Why didn't you say it ten years ago? Why didn't you come ten years ago?
In front of others, she is the invincible white-haired witch in the world, in front of him, she is just a woman waiting to be loved by her heartbroken. How can I never be defeated, you are my biggest internal injury, the most untouchable weakness, and the most helpless enemy. No matter how strong the martial arts are, it is no match for a word of love.
You think I hate you, you think I care about gray hair, but you think that's all.
In fact, what I care about is that you don't believe me, that you don't love me enough, and how I look in your eyes.
This is a huge mistake: you think I'm right, but I've always been left.
Why is it so troublesome to use euphylla? To solve the bell, you have to tie the bell. He loves her, and it doesn't matter if she has white hair and black hair. An affectionate kiss seems to make up for the lack of ten years, nothing is important anymore, white hair turns black, who cares, those ten years of tormenting each other are like a bitter joke, now it's finally possible Embrace each other, let the fire burn, and finally reach the end.
"The relationship between hate and love is inseparable, and the red face and white hair are even more dazzling. In the past and the future, I owned it overnight. Is this not counted as falling in love until the white head?"
In a word.
The love between them is too strong and decisive, it is like a fire, and it has to burn both of them to ashes before giving up. The bones radiated red flames, which could not burn the love and resentment of the previous life.
I wish I could go white overnight, so that I can never be separated.
View more about The Bride with White Hair reviews
