Then I also remembered that compared to the vast loneliness in Leng Bing's singing and the peerless elegance of the white snow in the desert, his singing voice was much inferior. In the final analysis, he was not as pure as Leng Bing, with a handful of residual abyss and a pot of turbid wine.
The sword travels to the end of the world, the world is vast, and there is no place that a sword and a pot of wine cannot reach without him. This song was sung by Leng Bing, which is both nostalgic and free and easy.
My love for you is as white as snow, never stained by dust; rumors are always nightmares, don’t be frightened; when you see snowflakes falling, the snow falls deeper here. Winter plum blossoms can still be proud of the snow, you are better than others. Never trust rumors, we sincerely share our feelings.
Seal. When I see snowflakes falling, I miss you with snow. Is there the same snow there? There is also a person watching the snow, and you.
Li Luo didn't know what was behind the cold Can Yuan. From the first time he met him in the Western Region, he had always looked the same. Apart from She Jian, there seemed to be nothing in the world worth distracting him. Later, there were more
There was him and Yin Mohuai. But he still couldn't figure out what kind of story Leng Bing had behind Can Yuan. He never told them. It was only after he got acquainted with them that he would occasionally show a trace of sadness and sadness.
Heartache.
Yin Mohuai once said that Leng Bing was a person with stories. Although his story had never been told to anyone else, not even Li Luo, it was only once in a while that Leng Bing met him while they were drunk.
He casually said that sometimes being famous in the world is also a way to report peace. He knew that besides the sword, there was something else in Leng Bing's heart, maybe it was snow, maybe it was Aoxue's cold plum.
No wonder Leng Bing always likes to watch him dance with his gun, which is called the gun of hate to leave.
The singing shook Lin Yue, but unfortunately there were no trees or birds underground, but it finally woke up the people around her. The first one to wake up was Gu Lianglei. After she woke up, she was stunned for a moment, and then quickly glanced at Li Luo,
Seeing that he didn't seem to notice himself
He breathed a sigh of relief with his hot cheeks, then took a breath, and then took a deep breath. Li Luo looked at his heart through his nose and mouth, looking sanctimonious, but Gu Lianglei looked cautious.
Still fell into Bing Xin Jue,
He couldn't hold back his laughter, but the singing stopped for a moment and there was a momentary pause. Gu Liang was embarrassed in tears. Knowing that he had heard it, he stretched out his hand and pinched his lower back hard. This squeeze was so strong that Li Luo gasped in pain.
Angry. Fortunately, Gu Lianglei quickly retracted his hand.
When he went back, it was not that he was soft-hearted, but Fengli also woke up in a daze, stayed for a while, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and took a sip of saliva without saying anything. Needless to say, he might have been dreaming that it tasted delicious.
Yes, he is just as greedy as Fang Qianqian.
"Hey, Second Young Master, why don't you stop singing. If you sing for a while, it's time to hook up the ghosts and monsters from underground."
Li Luo was furious. She had a sharp mouth, but she knew it clearly. She was afraid that no one else could bear it, so she made up her mind to stick to Gu Liang Lei and never leave.
The soldiers around them woke up in twos and threes, all feeling frightened. This corridor is really weird, and it can actually make people fall into it unconsciously. It seems like a dream, not a dream, but more like their mind has been taken away and turned into a puppet. However,
Even Linghe and Shucairen's puppetry techniques couldn't make things so moisturizing and silent.
Li Luo stopped talking, but the singing did not stop. I don't know who started singing next. The singing was naturally not as gentle as the singers in the studio, but it had a chic and heroic spirit that could not be heard elsewhere.
The wind blows across the north of the Great Wall, and the tears in the sea of sand are not yet dry;
Since ancient times, how many people have returned from expeditions;
Thousands of tombs stand on the border, and reincarnations will happen for thousands of years;
How can the mountains and rivers be broken?
The iron stream grinds the golden sand, and the desert is bathed in the stars;
The bright moon is empty and the heart is drunk;
The beacon smoke dyes men's eyebrows, and the vast sea strengthens the military's power;
The current situation is looking at our generation;
The divine sword is in my hand, who else would it be?
Yellow sand is flying all over the sky, clouds are rising, wind and thunder are rising;
My loyal heart and blood reflect the morning light, and my triumphant song will accompany me home;
A hero pursues his dream without regrets and lives up to his age.
This is a song outside the Great Wall. Li Luo had heard it before he joined the army. When he was still in Prince Chun's Mansion, he always listened to Huwei Wang Shi and others singing together after drinking and no one else was around. Later, when he came to the army, some old soldiers also led him.
I sang it to the new soldiers, sometimes after a great victory, sometimes when I couldn't see my relatives during the holidays, and sometimes in front of the graves of brothers who died in battle.
There is also a general order:
The sky is looking forward to Feihong;
Common people and other heroes;
After thousands of years, we are still waiting;
lost land;
lost the sky;
Ask yourself what you have nothing to lose;
Life is like a long wind, who is asking me;
The name you want to be remembered for;
What do you believe in and what do you cling to?
What are you...
Maybe the tune was too tragic, but I don't know if it was the warrior from the Central Military Cavalry who hummed a ditty, which instantly livened up the atmosphere.
My hometown lives in this village;
I am a native of this village;
Although the village is not that big, it has mountains, water and woods...
Soon, the soldiers burst into laughter, relaxed and happy, and their steps became much lighter. The sound spread to the back of the corridor. Xiang Liu'er pricked up his ears and listened, frowned, and asked, "Why are they howling like ghosts?"
"Huipiaohan is the tune of their Dagan army."
"Oh, what are they singing?"
The man surnamed Hou felt ashamed and didn't know whether to say it or not. The meaning of many lyrics was probably to beat the shit out of the Caohai cavalry in Mobei outside the Great Wall and make them cry. Of course, in most cases, this is just
The Dagan soldiers are just dreaming, but even if they can't beat him, it's still great to have a taste of it. But if it comes from his mouth, I don't know what Xiang Liu'er will think.
Xiang Liu'er Bingxue was smart and understood immediately. He laughed and refused to argue. He seemed to have heard a familiar voice among the mixed sounds just now, and he was very excited. In Xue Li's words, it must be that his skin was itchy again.
The singing woke up all the soldiers who had lost their minds. It was lively for a while, and it also dispersed a lot of the dullness and silence in the corridor.
After walking a hundred feet, he suddenly heard an exclamation from the soldiers exploring the road ahead, which made all the soldiers feel nervous. Li Luo stepped up his pace and caught up with the soldiers exploring the road ahead. He saw these soldiers standing blankly one by one.
looking ahead, eyes
Sluggish, his mouth was enlarged and had not been closed for a long time. Fengli was short, standing behind the tiger-backed Chinese cavalry officers and could not see anything, jumping up and down on tiptoes, muttering: "What's wrong, what's wrong,
Let me see."
Li Luo turned sideways, leaving a gap, and Fengli squeezed past him like a slippery kitten. He took a closer look, covered his mouth in surprise, and groaned: "Oh my god..."
Not only Fengli, but all the soldiers were shocked and looked at the scene in front of them with their mouths open. A forest sea appeared in front of the soldiers.