Friends who like this book, vote a lot, collect and support the little three, thank you.
If there is a voice, it sounded in the depths of Ye Yinzhu's heart, the voice was poignant and crisp, and the undulating emotions seemed to be looking for this wonderful melody to quietly pour.
"I am a pearl in the hands of God, and in the hands of God, I have been reincarnated for five hundred years.
Five hundred years ago, others called me Pearl.
I'm a girl named Blue Pearl.
When I was eighteen years old, I fell in love with a man named Qin Zhi.
He's twenty years older than me, but I still like him without any scruples.
I remember that it was a morning full of sunrise, and I went to a maple forest in search of a lovely white-feathered finch.
Then I heard the sound of the piano, clear and graceful like a calm stream, which was the sound of heaven I saw him, Qin Zhi, a well-defined man in white.
He sat among the red leaves all over the ground, the sideburns on his forehead drooped slightly, and his hands stroked the orange body in front of him like flowing water, followed by the sound of everything being drunk.
Since then, I have fallen in love with him without hesitation.
With the sound of the piano and the falling red leaves in the sky, I couldn't help but dance in a neon dress.
In this way, I danced for a strange man in white among the autumn leaves in the sky The Lan family of Landias has power in the world and wealth in the world.
But how I wish I was just an ordinary girl, but I'm not, I'm the Blue Pearl, the only pearl in the palm of the Lan family.
Qin Zhi, the man who is twenty years older than me but I like very much, is just a homeless man with no fixed residence, and even a bard, a bard who is not even a divine sound master, and makes a living by playing the piano and performing arts "The identity is shabby, the age is too old, it damages the face of the Lan family, and it is not worthy," my father said.
Then we were restricted from coming and going.
But I'm the eldest lady of the Lan family, I've never been afraid of anything or anyone, I'm my father's only daughter, so even if I've seen him beat his errant to death alive, I'm still not afraid of him.
I went to him in every possible way and said frankly to all people: I love him, and I will be with him no matter what.
One drizzling night, when I ran out to find him again, I saw that he had fallen to the ground, and the blood on his body was blooming like a bright red rose, ibidhix1e3c,dtC5 "Father did it, it was him, it was him," I thought He once said to me: If I am happy once, he may only be happy for me for a few days; But if I am sad once, he will definitely be sad for me for a few years.
But now it was my father who killed him, and I didn't shed tears, because the tears were already in my heart, and I smiled wildly, like a lily, dancing unscrupulously in the wind, bewitching, mysterious3gye6sztsjb1n26dd It was my father's masterpiece I swear, I just wanted to scare him, I really didn't mean to kill my father.
I put that snake on my father's bed, it was my revenge for his dissatisfaction with killing Qin Zhi, but I really wasn't ready to kill him.
But there is only one truth, I killed my father, yes, I killed the father who loved me, spoiled me, let me do whatever I wanted, and would not glare at me even if he plucked his beard, no matter what kind of person he was, he was not a good person, but to me, he was a good father So there is not much nostalgia in this world, I used scissors to draw a beautiful arc on my wrist, and then smiled without worry.
I became a pearl in the hand of God, and in the hand of God I asked for five hundred years.
Ever since I learned that God exists, I have understood that anything is possible.
I asked God to let me go to him, and God always told me that cause and effect are determined by heaven, and that even if you see him again, he will not know you anymore.
I said I don't mind, I just want to see him, to see the man who has made me love for five hundred years and miss five hundred years.
God said, I am already a part of God, if I must go, remember not to shed tears, God stresses that the state of mind should not be tainted with everything in the world, not affect everything in the world, and the heart will not be shocked, not happy, not sad, not angry.
I said I wouldn't, because I had been reincarnated in the hands of God for 500 years, and I already had a divine relationship.
I just went to see him, fulfilled my wish, and then came back and continued my cycle in God's hands.
God turned me into a beautiful butterfly.
One day, two days I flew across the endless ocean.
In January, in two months I flew over the vast desert.
In one year, two years, I crossed a lot of mountains.
I finally came to the maple forest, still full of red leaves in his present life, still as five hundred years ago, free and unscrupulous.
But I was only happy for a moment, for I saw a man, a young girl in a pink robe dancing softly in front of him, also playing an orange piano, playing silent night thoughts, his face was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of her figure.
He took her hand and said affectionately, "You are so beautiful" They snuggled together.
"You're beautiful," he said to me five hundred years ago in this maple forest.
I don't care, I'm just coming to see him, really, that's all Who said I don't care, how can I not care if I can do it, I can't do it, I overestimate myself.
I flew in front of his eyes, flew into his ear, and shouted around him, "I am the pearl, your pearl five hundred years ago, you know" He couldn't hear it, he just said to the girl with tenderness: "Ya, you see how cute this butterfly is" The girl said coquettishly: "You mean to say I'm not cute" He immediately became nervous.
Hurriedly explained: "No, no, you are the most beautiful and lovely in the world, even this butterfly can't compare to you" I cried, I finally cried, I still cried.
God says you can't cry I remembered something: The orange piano, the beautiful melody, the red maple leaves, like fire I felt like I was disappearing, I seemed to be getting lighter and lighter After turning into a wisp of smoke, I got into the body of the piano that was placed on his lap, and the voice of God rang in my ears: "After tears, you will become what you thought of at that moment, and you will never be reincarnated."
I became the soul of the piano, the soul of the piano in his hand.
I often think of the things in the maple grove five hundred years ago, and then my emotions are very excited, as unstoppable as a waterfall and rain; I am often as quiet and serene as I was when I was reincarnated in the hands of God, without desire or desire, and I want to say that these emotions of mine are expressed through the sound of the piano, and I hope he can understand them He probably really understood me.
He left everything in the world and devoted himself to the piano. d408021: