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Ice dance under the moon weep Qingyin
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heartbroken at ten years,
sword obliterate allies and enemies. January flying
Dance:
me in the water, stop the tour, the tour stop, turn and long chestnut hair into a ball in the water condensate is another group of ink. I softly called to, month, months. But in front of a pile and a pile of drift to a large green, I know, it is plants, to bundle my long grass. I panic to back tours, to travel, but a monster that the more enchanting stretch thin the longer, more recently, in my non-stop around around, around. My feet are no longer free, and I hand hard pull, but could do nothing, they are more and more tightly wrapped, blocked all exits, I know, I can not run away, unable to move, eventually choking ... ...
I \Straight up, cold moon shone through the window, according to the green mat on the bed. I touched his forehead, sweat dripping too. Such dreams do not know how many times there, since after he left. Paul opened a book, I came to the window, watching the distant mountains, but also look back on suboccipital dance - maybe coming, really coming.
my eyes to avoid the shadow of the Zhu Li, traveled in every suspicious person, when necessary, to ascertain their identity, in whatever form. In front of the crowd, I gently leaned over, the dust can not afford to foot Yang.
a notice, wanted the reward of gold five thousand two hundred Qing Yang ... ...
my mouth, because his situation, but also because of his close ... ...
tea house, the people of their head whispers, to be sure, He is coming, perhaps, perhaps, has been in the vicinity of ... ... or maybe, here I am free ... ... I continue to look, glance around to everyone, and then drink tea, the night I left ... ...
Night stroked it and let it dance in the moonlight, issued a one faint light. It is my short dagger, called a dance month.
full moon tonight, August 14, until tomorrow night, all over.
I floated in the water, bleaching, repeating his name, month, month, months. Then there appears a lengthy piles of piles of dark green plants, keep close, keep close, I am unable to break free, eventually choking ... ...
noon the next day, tea house, the waiter asked to a pot of tea, I smell a long absence aroma, like that year Chongshan red plum on the open, a flower, proudly, I Shanlin Jian, kept running and running,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], wet with dew Qunjiao my white, mountain wind mess my crooked hair, long hair flying constantly. And his gentle smile, follow in the post ... ... I suddenly woke up. He! Looking around, waiter has not, at the table quietly placed a letter, I know that tonight, but not his opponents, but his followers, I insist, no matter who, with him on, had to die .
midnight, I am more on the black, the wind out of the window, the long hair Flurry, a short dagger in my hand, has Poison. I pull out, it issued under the faint moonlight, the cold light,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], it said, time! I fasten the black veil, out.
blowing sand, flying hair, and my cold dagger - Dance month.
finally, that determination gradually dim eyes, and ... ... I wonder. The man lifted the black veil concealed ... ...
- \, started the pain ... ...
hard to pick up my dance on, the faint light across my throat, how beautiful, beautiful ... ...
I laughed and fell down beside him, I want to take our injury, left together, leaving ... ...
sky, a bird breaking Ming, a walk, and are gone. Not just to the promises.
decade ago, full of Samuume the Chongshan, he said, Yan, waiting for me, I will come back, bring dance with me on the same name, it will bless you ... ...
weeping snow Yin:
desert winds are always so Xiaosha, wild, as the legend is so. But who can know that flying the desert sky Until this, the general went so far back there as a beautiful soft southern night.
This is me Saibei desert tenth year, ten years, a full ten years, everything here is still available and I first came to the same, the same rough, like endless; and I, still the same drinking, murder, take the money, still the same days feel like years, woke up every night like, like ... ...
I came to the desert from the first night I knew where the original is so clear and bright moon's , and a decade later, I still hold my sword, put the TV drama altar wine, sitting on the wooden front of the slope. Behind, is a long dry tree branches directed Qiu brown heaven. I heard it was originally a peach tree, where the original can be seen every now and then the peach, then, one year, the peach was gone, leaving only the huts that behind me, and the altar of the house that a few \
desert peach can really see it? I do not know, maybe it is just a legend, legend, but I know that this world really has something called the \
me, not alcohol, but I like the \As the year Jiangnan string and wind Nuanjiu feelings. Indeed, ten years, now I do not know whether the South is still warm Wan Xiuli, and, well under the same moon I bring her ... ...
that altar wine, a sip gently, mellow wine thick After the rain, could even have Ganchangcunduan Qingsi, Such is Life into the spinal cord - the is the legendary \I touch the arms of Nabing sword, the blade shines in the faint moonlight, it is called the \drinking blood, such as hunger and thirst, Zhebing Jian originally a woman, a man named Yan very beautiful woman, and now, it followed me ten years, inseparable, perhaps, it really should go back, back to Wen Wanru painting place.
I slowly move the first, dark blue eyes on that night, the stars map with Once Upon Haoyue, dead trees, there is a Weizui swordsman.
I got up, put aside jars, stood ready for implementation, in the hands of the \I know, I Fengyun be valuable in the south head, but I still want to go, for that breeze green water, about ten years for that, but for that ... ...
South has not changed, have not changed, It is still small bridges, it is still a drizzle, it's still really tall tea house, all in all, are the same as a decade ago. I gently wiped the dust on the cape, Li basket down, holding my Shouma, quietly walk in the southern quartzite on the road. \
Now, I just want to see her, I think I know where she will!
Disguise, or the tall tea house, she turned in, or the graceful silhouette, curved long hair, my hand under Chongshan Mei brewed tea personally, gently approached, I saw her trance faces, beautiful as ever, I put that pot of tea, but it closed down, there is a letter waiting ten years, I walked away, I know, but this decade Regret to the method of the most important matter of a just .
August 15, full moon is tonight, I'm dressing, fasten the black veil. Midnight, the wind, I am leaning tree, quietly waiting, I know she will come, certainly, even though I was signed on that letter is my entourage. In fact, I do not have followers, the desert of the killer, doomed to loneliness.
blowing sand, flying hair, caressing my Yin's sobbing a little flutter of snow, she came and came.
I looked at her black veil, pair of eyes after, and as a decade ago is bright, perhaps a little too much anger,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], dance on her hands, still so sharp, I laugh, smile in the breeze.
her shot, her skill was so nimble, agile and not leave the slightest room. I quietly watched the dance in the air to draw on the beautiful arc, one has a faint light, tearing the dark night; I listened quietly, dance cut open my throat on the sound, then the crisp , listening to their own blood gushing,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the general issue of the sound of rustling wind, so wonderful ... ...
weeping snow has not unsheathed ... ...
me smile, despite the moonlight slowly fall. Over, all over, leaving only the cry of snow, against the moonlight, and the birds of the broken alarms, gently singing ... ...
I have seen Chongshan that year, and full of red plum, a blossoming proudly, she Shanlin Jian, kept running, kept running, wet with dew Qunjiao her white, mountain wind in her hair bending, constantly dancing, I smiled to follow in After ... ...
decade ago, full of Samuume the Chongshan, she said,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], months, I'll wait for you, I know you will come back, bring my cry of snow, it will still bless you, bless you ... ...
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