It was an ordinary afternoon and I was washing clothes by the river. When I looked up, I saw a dashing teenager standing there looking at me. I blushed and picked up my clothes and ran back to the village
A few days later, I learned that he was the son of a family. Our Yu family and Xiang family are famous for their friendship, and we have a good impression when we meet once. In this way, communication has increased, and it is considered a childhood friend.
I know the man I value is not the average person. He declared himself brave and powerful from an early age. I heard that Uncle Xiang Liang once asked him to study literature, but he refused. He said he would learn from the invincible ability of ten thousand enemies. Not the kui is a person I value. My uncle was surprised, but he also taught him the art of war. Maybe Xiang Yu was born a military genius, and he was in charge of everything. But I also know that I will be afraid for the rest of my life. But I never regret choosing him.
This year, Chen Sheng and Guangwu revolted. Xiang Yu and his uncle also set up a banner of righteousness. Xiang Yu began to be a military commander, and I also started a tense military career with him. I followed him, trying to avoid being a drag on him, and I didn't want to distract him in the battle. I put the king in the center of the circle, and all my activities revolve around him.
Every time the king goes out. I waited in the tent and prayed that God would bless his safe return. Only by watching him come back safely will my hanging heart breathe a sigh of relief.
I gave him encouragement when he left the station. When he returned triumphantly, I congratulated him by dancing and playing songs. When he encountered setbacks, I comforted him that "winning or losing is a common occurrence in military strategists"; But sometimes I can't comfort him. ...
That day, he returned to the camp and I rushed to meet him. But seeing that he is haggard and flustered, he is no longer as heroic as when he returned from victory in the past. I expected that I must have lost the battle, but I didn't expect my uncle Xiang Liang to die in Dingtao. I dare not ask questions or show panic. I ordered around to prepare the food and wine that had already been prepared, and through the fine wine, I relieved the king's worries. No one knows, I keep my tears behind me.
? After that, Wang fought more bravely and often cut his own way. Yes, Wang seems more decisive.
That war really gave me the willies. I also know that this is definitely not the last time.
In Julu, Wang killed the Lord. Because he went to save, but he was afraid of the power of Qin, and he dragged his feet and wandered. As the main commander, Wang led the army to March across the river. Wang threatened to prepare only three days' food in order to inspire the soldiers to make a last-ditch effort. Soldiers also know that there is death and no life in this war, and they all fight to the death. Wang burned his bridges and succeeded. After this battle, his reputation spread far and wide.
After the death of Qin, Wang became the overlord of the Western Chu. This time, he is no longer just my king, but also the king of the world. The king gave me a name: Beauty, Yumi, Yumi. Beauty is beauty, but it is more sad. After the king entered Xianyang, he transported all the gold, silver and jewels of Epang Palace to Pengcheng. But hundreds of beautiful women in Epang Palace were dismissed. Wang, he is announcing to me that he has drowned 3,000 people. Just drink a spoonful of water. I understand the king's intentions, and I am more determined to follow him.
After the collapse of the Qin Dynasty, Liu Bang became Wang's main rival. At first, the king had an absolute advantage, but after all, the king was too kind to be a ruthless emperor.
This year is the fourth year of Chu-Han struggle, and everything should be settled.
This time, my heart is beating very hard. The king came back covered in blood. Be ambushed by Han Xin from all sides. Take the painting halberd and fight our way out with the help of Zhong and Lu Bu. This is the first time he has failed like this since he joined the army. This time, the overlord of Chu, who has been a military man all his life, finally entered an irreparable corner.
That night, Wang didn't sleep. I know the end of this battle. And the king knows it. He sat in the commander's tent, drinking in a big bowl, trying to drown his sorrows. I can only sit beside him and never leave. Your majesty may be drunk! Otherwise, how could this king, who has never written a poem in his life, recite this poem, "Pull out the mountains and anger the sea, be unfavorable and never die"? What can I do without dying? "If I wasn't drunk, how could the king let me ride on his wisdom and leave? Your majesty, from the moment Yuji fell in love with you, she made a big wish to live and die together, and she will live and die together in this life. But I can't distract him any more. ...
I drew my sword and danced to the king's song. Singing and dancing, the singer is heroic and sad; The dancer is gentle and sad. Your majesty, this is the last time I dance for you. The song stopped and the dance was over. I should leave. Wang, my king, let me have a good look at you again. The sharp thin steel forging sword of Wuyue takes me lightly, but it can't take away my deep attachment.
I nestled in the king's arms. If there is an afterlife, I will choose you, even if you are still a tragic hero in troubled times, even if I will still fight with you on the battlefield and wield an iron sword, I will still choose this touching love.
I hope my departure will make you carefree again, one last stop.
I also know that you, the most resolute and unruly man in the world, will burst into tears because of my departure, but you can only draw your sword and scream for the first time and feel powerless. But I didn't know that my leaving made you disheartened, and you felt that winning was meaningless. The person who wants to share with you the most is gone, so what if you win the whole world? You hugged me, tears welled up in your eyes, and your voice was full of sadness.
I didn't expect that you cut off my head with your own knife in order to show your respect for me and prevent my head from falling into the hands of the Han army. Wang, my death has caused you too much suffering. I will wait for you in the afterlife.
? King, bury my body. Lift my head and lead me through. I know, Wang, if you die in battle, you won't let my head fall into enemy hands.
However, how could God treat you so cruelly? You were cheated by a farmer, and the rest of the troops fell into a swamp. When we broke through to Dongcheng, there were only 28 riders left. Even in this case, you buried my head with the gap between battles. After bidding farewell to my tears again, you came to Wujiang with 28 warriors.
You could have crossed the Wujiang River by boat. But you remember that concubine Yu has left you, thinking that the brothers of the uprising have also turned to dirt. You put your beloved Zhui on the boat, turned around and threw yourself into the enemy camp, fighting to the death. Exhausted, he knew it was time, so he said to his former countryman Lv Matong, "This credit is yours.". Finally, he drew his sword and killed himself by the Wujiang River. You see, he is as kind as death. Wu Zhui, who is far away from the center of the river, seems to have sensed something, jumped into the river and never surfaced again.
Later, I heard that the place where I buried my head "Yuyudun" had colorful flowers, which people called "Youmei". Later, people also took "Youmei" as the epigraph name, but I think this is probably sad!