Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1577 Live up to time, live up to Qing.

Chapter 1577 Live up to time, live up to Qing.

Song Yang can also be regarded as a woman who has lived her life gracefully, with a beautiful appearance, indifferent, brave, and not seduced by power and money.

The unique temperament in her body, like a flower growing out of dust, bloomed independently and stubbornly in that prosperous and precarious Republic of China. In the years of war and chaos, she also broke her beautiful wings.

Song Yang is a person who has been educated in new ideas and has pursued true love all his life, but he cannot escape the ruthless teasing of fate, and finally walks to the end of the river of life alone.

That flower, although it has the splendor of blooming and the desolation of withering, but no matter what, every step Song Yang took back then brought the wind and danced with it.

In fact, a person's life is actually very short, no matter how gorgeous or fierce it is, it is just a moment.

The bustling five colors of this lower realm are far more exciting than those in the 33rd heaven.

Many years later, Song Yang and the others lived in the distant Republic of China, and their love and hatred had long been dusted.

Each of the names left on the paper used to be vivid legends. They have shined in their lives, and only those who have met them know that the elegance in this world is so real.

Of course, these are things to follow.

Xue Gu had a long look in his eyes, his face was as beautiful as gentle white jade, and he smiled softly: "Life is long, but days are short."

“We can all be confident, independent, and self-reliant.”

"Live this life according to your own heart, live up to your time, live up to your honor, it's better than anything else."

He has seen through Song Yang's past and present lives.

In her previous life, Song Yang was a frank person. Faced with romantic pursuits and poetic admiration, she was always sober, rational, and guarded herself like a jade, keeping a proper distance from those men.

Not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't dare.

Because at that time, relatives around her, such as Song Chen, died young, such as Jin Tingxiao and Fu Yuejun, both died.

She was afraid.

Therefore, Song Yang in his previous life devoted himself to studying Buddhism in addition to poetry and poetry. In his later years, he even ate fast and recited Buddha to cultivate his body and mind.

In Song Yang's life, he lived like a poem, fresh and beautiful, and majestic. In the end, he returned to his true nature, hidden in the city, exuding an elegant and elegant temperament.

She is also like a little dust that has strayed into the mundane world. Whether you care about it or not, she always sticks to her appearance and will not change or condescend for anyone.

Fu Yuejun looked at Song Yang and smiled gently: "You are a woman walking on the cloud and moon, it's time to live for yourself."

She always felt that people will experience many things in this life, and that is called life.

If it is like Song Yang did back then, there will always be regrets in vain.

For thousands of days and nights in this life, she couldn't do it alone, sleepless, tossing and turning, listening to the wind and rain, and being alone all day long, so what is the meaning of life?

The Republic of China was an era of ill-fated times, with raging wars and the displacement of the people, but in this chaotic world, talents and beauties emerged, and legends were written one after another.

After many years, these people will eventually turn into the dust of history, the elegy of history.

Fu Yuejun and Song Yang not only have the beauty of the country and the city, but also have the world-famous talents.

They are blooming flowers that amazed the Republic of China. They will wither and end after many years, but their names will shine brightly in the long river of history.

It is said that since ancient times, confidantes have been so unlucky, so why not let yourself fly for a while?

Seeing that Song Yang seemed to be lost in thought, Fu Yuejun smiled sweetly, and calmly stretched out his hand to show Xue Gu: "Show me too."

(End of this chapter)

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