Leaving great scars in my heart, I spent several years in depression, and finally when the scars healed, this also became a memory that I could never forget

On such a night, looking at the night sky alone, you will feel that you are very small. Yishi... What are you doing now? Why are you living such a life? What are your dreams? What are your goals? Can you describe your future?

It has been a year since Jing left, and cherry blossoms are blooming in Nagoya. The farmers along the way used their dance to describe the joy of spring, but Yishi could not be happy. This feeling was just an inexplicable sorrow. "Maybe, I should have forgotten this love?" After a few words in my heart, I turned my eyes to the largest flower tree under the Tianshou, under the largest flower tree. This is the flower tree planted by Jing and I. With careful decoration, this young sapling finally blossomed and bears fruit in Nagoya. From a small village in Nagoya to the current city, this flower tree under the Tianshou was just staring calmly.

It is another season for cherry blossoms to bloom. The cherry blossoms are blooming and fading, and it is almost an impetuous and uneasy summer...

Yishi stood silently, quietly watching the cherry blossoms. Countless flowers gathered into a pink ocean, rippling in the breeze. And wandered in this boundless gaze, a melancholy...

The wind blew, and the cherry blossoms fell down, so beautiful that it was fascinating. The flying petals exuded a faint fragrance. Yishi closed her eyes and felt this moment, wanting to stay in this short moment forever. Unfortunately, Yishi was not them, just like a grass in the mountains, without their dancing postures, without their fragrance... It was just a day of blooming below.

Walking into the cherry blossom bushes, it was so beautiful that it was almost suffocating. Standing quietly under the tree, the breeze passed by, and a cherry blossom fell on the palm of Yishi's palm. The cherry blossoms were really beautiful because when they bloomed, they were brilliant.

But the dazzling light will disappear in an instant. What is left after it blooms? Put your hands together and pray to the sky, wishing the mirror can live a good life in heaven.

I never want to remember how much I tried for a beautiful dream. I can't recall how much hurt this bubble-like dream gave him... He was like wandering in a dream, not knowing how all this would happen and how it would continue. Yishi only hopes that time can stay for it and make it eternal. He likes all the blooming cherry blossoms, and the fragrance of the flowers reminds him of: the person who once had the deepest moment in his heart. He wants to keep that moment of eternity, want to see this cherry blossom forest forever, and want to go through every spring, summer, autumn and winter like this... No matter how cruel the war is, he must persist until the blooming of this flower tree next year.

Dreams always wake up one day. Just like the cherry blossoms blooming so dazzlingly, they are silent when they wither... Reality is always so cruel, and everything he expects will be only mirrors, water and moon.

His heart left, and he went to a distant place, and he didn't know when he would come back. The feeling was like a cherry blossom falling in the cold wind. Perhaps all of this was destined. They [31 Novel Network        Fast Update] eventually separated the world and let time dilute everything.

Dreams will wake up after all.

Standing silently, watching the beautiful cherry blossoms fall in the wind, floating into Yishi's heart, and taking away his love. "Your Highness." A piece of hariori was draped on Yishi's shoulders, allowing him to return to reality from the illusion.

When I turned around, I saw a pair of sad eyes. I raised my head lightly and my jade lips trembled. "Are you still missing Sister Jing? If I hadn't blocked that time for me, Sister Jing would have stayed with Your Highness forever." Crystal tears slid from the corner of my eyes and fell on the grass full of petals.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the traces of that moment. "Go back, all that is left here is nothing but unreasonable thoughts." He grabbed Torichiyo's fair jade hand and placed it in front of his chest. Let her feel the sound of her heartbeat. "Go back and call Kanta to cut off this tree and send it to the grave of the mirror and melt it."

"No, Your Highness, don't do this." Tora Chiyo looked anxious. For this tree, he knew that this was Yishi's favorite thing.

"The dead can't cherish it anymore. All they bring is regret. All they have to cherish is the jade man in front of him." His fingers twitched his fair cheeks, and a hint of blush suddenly appeared. Tuchichiyo was extremely anxious. He still had no courage to deal with his Highness before this tree with a mirrored soul. "Sir, Your Highness Nobunaga invites you to the festival in Kyoto."

It was disappointing, and it was a bit disgusting. After a blank look, the big hands finally dropped down and just walked into Tianshou with his hand.

Luozhong in Kyoto

The Emperor's mansion was restored again. At that time, the Emperor was in a very difficult life. There were only twelve or three people available for summoning in the palace. The imperial palace was full of collapsed walls, and children on the street could sneak in. It can be said that each building was deserted and there was silence around. There were even rumors that monsters would run out, so they should not stay there for a long time. This haunted house also regained its former glory under the "wise guidance" of Daisuke Zhongfu. These became in the eyes of those who were interested. Chuande, the Emperor and the Four Seas, and completely became the foundation for Nobunaga to become a general.

Ashikaga Yoshiaki cannot afford this money, and even if he cuts it, he can't afford this money, but the Nobunaga can give it. Just like giving alms, the general does not give alms, then the subordinates cannot give alms, otherwise they will not be like a good person in the eyes of the world. Ashikaga Yoshiaki thought so. Unfortunately, what this "good person" did made the newly promoted Emperor Masato feel even more happy.

In Kyoto, Nobunaga borrowed the grain, but the interest used to repay it was still in the emperor's residence. This feeling was definitely better than giving alms. If it was offered, it made the royal family and the people have a deep connection. For Nobunaga's intentional approach, the officials in Kyoto were moved to tears and exaggerated this inconspicuous thing a lot at the banquet. The people in Luozhong would offer fifteen stones of rice every month, and a total of one hundred and eighty stones of rice a year, which was enough for His Majesty the Emperor to live. He wanted the people to understand and always think about the decline of the royal family.
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