Chapter 4633
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"Make those who hear it work hard, then fear, and cry for nothing Tears There is no way. "
The girl whispered, her voice choked.
Ye Jian takes back the long sword. It's still solemn and stirring. The blood is mottled in the heart.
Song Zhiqiu, with red eyes, walked up to Ye Jian, reached for her hand, and slowly took the sword that Ye Jian held in her hand. She said softly, "now I finally understand..."
He was also present at the rehearsal of Ye Jian that year. At that time, he was shocked that Ye Jian, who had no dancing skills, was out of the realm. In the light of the sword, she perfectly presented the heroine's tragic and desolate ending, but she died in a hundred battles with no regrets. At that time, he just thought Ye Jian was only performing for performance.
Now, the mood has completely changed.
She's not a performance, she's a sacrifice!
Sacrifice the comrades of war who died and fought for the country. Though they died, they didn't regret their comrades. They sacrificed the heroes who fought against the darkness with the human flesh secretly and finally fell down. They were nameless all their lives. Only a few people knew about them.
Ye Jian raised her head and gave song Zhiqiu a farfetched smile. She opened her mouth to say something, felt her throat blocked, and finally she closed her mouth several times.
Her mood now fluctuates greatly. In that year, she suddenly received a call from the summer team. The news came that her limbs were cold and piercing, and she could not accept the departure of her comrades. At last, she sent off her comrades J5 with a song "ambush on all sides".
Now she is a senior and J5 has been away for two years, which is still the pain she can't touch.
With a little adjustment, Ye Jian raised her eyes and lowered her head. She only looked at four students who were playing instruments in her hands and said, "it's time for us to play. Let's go."
"Instructor..." "I want to wash my face first. I'm very sad. I can't control my tears."
The girl who raised her head burst into tears. She cried for the tragedies in the sword dance, for the parting of the hero and the battle of death.
She accompanied countless times of ambush, only today Today, tears flow, the heart has been tightened, the mood has been driven by the dancers, she has become a complete accompaniment.
Ye Jian didn't expect to make the player cry again. In those days, Xu Wen was the same.
Look at the other three students. The girl who plays the zither is still secretly wiping the corner of her eyes, and the two boys who just cooperate slightly are also red.
Seeing this, Ye Jian suddenly felt that there was something breaking out of her chest, and that it was the festering colic in her soul.
Staring at the students with tears, Ye Jian, whose soul is colic, saw J5 in a trance. He was wearing a standard military uniform which was cut close to his body and showed his military temperament. His bright eyes with a slight smile, looked at her, and also looked at the sad students
At last, the soul of colic trembled fiercely. It didn't know what came out of her chest to gouge out the "rotten" flesh in her soul with an extremely fierce gesture. It was to drive away the darkness, take away the haze, and usher in the light of hope. At that moment, she finally understood why the essence of "war".
Because guarding them They cry for heroes, die in battle, it's worth it!
J5, my comrade in arms, have you seen it?
You must have seen it.
You see, though they don't know your existence, they cry because of you, because of thousands of "you" like you.
Heroes are not depressed or forgotten. The tears they shed are the best sacrifice to heroes.
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"Make those who hear it work hard, then fear, and cry for nothing Tears There is no way. "
The girl whispered, her voice choked.
Ye Jian takes back the long sword. It's still solemn and stirring. The blood is mottled in the heart.
Song Zhiqiu, with red eyes, walked up to Ye Jian, reached for her hand, and slowly took the sword that Ye Jian held in her hand. She said softly, "now I finally understand..."
He was also present at the rehearsal of Ye Jian that year. At that time, he was shocked that Ye Jian, who had no dancing skills, was out of the realm. In the light of the sword, she perfectly presented the heroine's tragic and desolate ending, but she died in a hundred battles with no regrets. At that time, he just thought Ye Jian was only performing for performance.
Now, the mood has completely changed.
She's not a performance, she's a sacrifice!
Sacrifice the comrades of war who died and fought for the country. Though they died, they didn't regret their comrades. They sacrificed the heroes who fought against the darkness with the human flesh secretly and finally fell down. They were nameless all their lives. Only a few people knew about them.
Ye Jian raised her head and gave song Zhiqiu a farfetched smile. She opened her mouth to say something, felt her throat blocked, and finally she closed her mouth several times.
Her mood now fluctuates greatly. In that year, she suddenly received a call from the summer team. The news came that her limbs were cold and piercing, and she could not accept the departure of her comrades. At last, she sent off her comrades J5 with a song "ambush on all sides".
Now she is a senior and J5 has been away for two years, which is still the pain she can't touch.
With a little adjustment, Ye Jian raised her eyes and lowered her head. She only looked at four students who were playing instruments in her hands and said, "it's time for us to play. Let's go."
"Instructor..." "I want to wash my face first. I'm very sad. I can't control my tears."
The girl who raised her head burst into tears. She cried for the tragedies in the sword dance, for the parting of the hero and the battle of death.
She accompanied countless times of ambush, only today Today, tears flow, the heart has been tightened, the mood has been driven by the dancers, she has become a complete accompaniment.
Ye Jian didn't expect to make the player cry again. In those days, Xu Wen was the same.
Look at the other three students. The girl who plays the zither is still secretly wiping the corner of her eyes, and the two boys who just cooperate slightly are also red.
Seeing this, Ye Jian suddenly felt that there was something breaking out of her chest, and that it was the festering colic in her soul.
Staring at the students with tears, Ye Jian, whose soul is colic, saw J5 in a trance. He was wearing a standard military uniform which was cut close to his body and showed his military temperament. His bright eyes with a slight smile, looked at her, and also looked at the sad students
At last, the soul of colic trembled fiercely. It didn't know what came out of her chest to gouge out the "rotten" flesh in her soul with an extremely fierce gesture. It was to drive away the darkness, take away the haze, and usher in the light of hope. At that moment, she finally understood why the essence of "war".
Because guarding them They cry for heroes, die in battle, it's worth it!
J5, my comrade in arms, have you seen it?
You must have seen it.
You see, though they don't know your existence, they cry because of you, because of thousands of "you" like you.
Heroes are not depressed or forgotten. The tears they shed are the best sacrifice to heroes.
"Make those who hear it work hard, then fear, and cry for nothing Tears There is no way. " The girl whispered, her voice choked. Ye Jian takes back the long sword. It's still solemn and stirring. The blood is mottled in the heart. Song Zhiqiu, with red eyes, walked up to Ye Jian, reached for her hand, and slowly took the sword that Ye Jian held in her hand. She said softly, "now I finally understand..." He was also present at the rehearsal of Ye Jian that year. At that time, he was shocked that Ye Jian, who had no dancing skills, was out of the realm. In the light of the sword, she perfectly presented the heroine's tragic and desolate ending, but she died in a hundred battles with no regrets. At that time, he just thought Ye Jian was only performing for performance. Now, the mood has completely changed. She's not a performance, she's a sacrifice! Sacrifice the comrades of war who died and fought for the country. Though they died, they didn't regret their comrades. They sacrificed the heroes who fought against the darkness with the human flesh secretly and finally fell down. They were nameless all their lives. Only a few people knew about them. Ye Jian raised her head and gave song Zhiqiu a farfetched smile. She opened her mouth to say something, felt her throat blocked, and finally she closed her mouth several times. Her mood now fluctuates greatly. In that year, she suddenly received a call from the summer team. The news came that her limbs were cold and piercing, and she could not accept the departure of her comrades. At last, she sent off her comrades J5 with a song "ambush on all sides". Now she is a senior and J5 has been away for two years, which is still the pain she can't touch. With a little adjustment, Ye Jian raised her eyes and lowered her head. She only looked at four students who were playing instruments in her hands and said, "it's time for us to play. Let's go." "Instructor..." "I want to wash my face first. I'm very sad. I can't control my tears." The girl who raised her head burst into tears. She cried for the tragedies in the sword dance, for the parting of the hero and the battle of death. She accompanied countless times of ambush, only today Today, tears flow, the heart has been tightened, the mood has been driven by the dancers, she has become a complete accompaniment. Ye Jian didn't expect to make the player cry again. In those days, Xu Wen was the same. Look at the other three students. The girl who plays the zither is still secretly wiping the corner of her eyes, and the two boys who just cooperate slightly are also red. Seeing this, Ye Jian suddenly felt that there was something breaking out of her chest, and that it was the festering colic in her soul. Staring at the students with tears, Ye Jian, whose soul is colic, saw J5 in a trance. He was wearing a standard military uniform which was cut close to his body and showed his military temperament. His bright eyes with a slight smile, looked at her, and also looked at the sad students At last, the soul of colic trembled fiercely. It didn't know what came out of her chest to gouge out the "rotten" flesh in her soul with an extremely fierce gesture. It was to drive away the darkness, take away the haze, and usher in the light of hope. At that moment, she finally understood why the essence of "war". Because guarding them They cry for heroes, die in battle, it's worth it! J5, my comrade in arms, have you seen it? You must have seen it. You see, though they don't know your existence, they cry because of you, because of thousands of "you" like you. Heroes are not depressed or forgotten. The tears they shed are the best sacrifice to heroes.
