Genshin Impact: Liyue Storyteller, only tells sweet stories

"I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together. "

The voice of the teenager echoed faintly in the venue.

In the midst of tears, people remembered many things.

I think of my relatives who have passed away, friends who are far away from home, and lovers who have gone to the frontier...

All of a sudden, longing became a disease.

The mother misses her deceased husband and the wanderer who left home.

The child misses the dishes of the deceased mother, and the smell of the father's smoke.

The girl misses her lover who wears battle armor and goes out with the army.

The man misses traveling far away, and there is no news of the hair.

A short poem reminds people of a lot.

Those smiling faces that I haven't seen in a long time.

Voices that haven't been heard in a long time.

A short line of poetry...

made the hundreds of thousands of spectators at the scene cry like fools again.

In the midst of mourning...

Zhongli's eyes shone with crystal light for the first time.

He also remembered a lot.

He remembered the end of his sacrifice.

I thought of Ruoda, who had lost his mind.

Thinking of the floating house, the difficulty of cutting down the "nine-zero-three", the response, the anger...

Names that haven't been mentioned in a long time.

Zhongli was silent, his eyes full of sparkles.

If they were still there today, what would it be?

The heavy memories made this emperor, who has always been as indifferent as a rock, can't help but feel infinitely sentimental.

And on his side, the watch is still the same.

It's just that the moist cheeks still make him different from the past after all.

There are many people who are also reminded of infinite memories.

Hu Tao remembered his grandfather.

If she could, she would rather not be the seventy-seventh generation hall master, but still follow behind the old ass.

If grandpa is still here, what kind of comments will he make about his work?

Hu Tao raised his hand slightly, pulled the Qiankun hat down, and blocked his eyes.

There are many, many people who have been broken by longing.

Pure land.

Ray was speechless and choked.

The crystal splash of water kept surging in the eye sockets.

This is the second time she has been poked into tears by a teenager tonight.

Thinking of the truth, thinking of the sister who died in the war...

The vision of the Ray film becomes hazy.

Missing is a pain that breathes.

Lei Movie only felt that even his breathing became extremely painful.

Tears slowly gathered, and finally for the first time in five hundred years, they crossed the woman's face.

The crisp "ticking" sound is particularly lonely in this dark pure land.

......

Kamisato Yashiki.

The eldest lady hid her face and wept.

She rarely cried because of family matters.

Since his parents left, his brother has taken on everything in the family.

And it was then that she told herself that she could no longer be weak, that she could no longer cry and cry.

Be strong and help your brother take on the family.

But at this moment, under the young man's short poem, she finally remembered her parents who deliberately didn't miss her in the past.

A girl, after all, is still a girl.

The strong exterior of the past is just a protective shell of a soft heart.

The girl wept silently.

All kinds of grievances and thoughts in the past are finally rushing to my heart at this moment.

Tears were drenched.

......

Missing is a disease.

At the time of the onset, the pain penetrated into the bone marrow and penetrated deep into the corpse.

There is more than one patient.

Whether it's in front of the stage or behind the scenes.

Whether it's a high god, a cynical palace priest, or a serious knight leader...

The pain of longing occurred everywhere the boy's voice fell.

And in the pain of that longing, people finally gradually realized that the most sincere and best wishes in the words of the young man.

May people last a long time.

Thousands of miles together.

In just one sentence, it interprets the best wishes in the world.

I hope that there will never be a separation in the world.

And such wishes not only completely cut to the theme of the festival, but also reflect the previous story of Ruu and Kapachili.

I hope that there will never be a separation in the world.

Countless people in front of and behind the scenes only felt greatly moved.

Looking at the young man's tearful eyes, he also became endlessly gentle.

Borrow the words of Jun Ji.

May this world be long and long, thousands of miles together.

"Whew~~~"

"Mr. Bai, he is really talented..."

Li Lao wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, sighed long, and his face was full of emotion. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Then he looked at the fireworks on the side, and his eyes were filled with infinite love:

"Fireworks, this sentence, you have to memorize it honestly~"

Fireworks nodded as if she didn't understand, and whispered, "Okay, grandpa~"

Then he shouted anxiously:

"Grandpa, you have to stay with the fireworks all the time~, we pulled the hook~"

Old Li's face showed an extremely loving look.

"Okay~, grandpa promised you that you will live a long time~"

"Mmmm, grandpa will live a long life! No, two hundred years old... Three hundred years old..."

"Okay, good~, hahaha~"

"Grandpa, do you want to learn those turtles? Those old turtles can live for a long, long time~"

“......"

"Grandpa, why don't you speak?"

"Fireworks, go back and write this sentence a thousand times... No, the whole article, the whole article is written silently a thousand times. "

"Oh... (Grievance)"

The warm love between grandparents and grandchildren does not only happen here, but also everywhere.

With tears in their eyes and kind faces, the elders taught earnestly.

The elders seem to understand whether they understand or not, nod their heads obediently, and listen to the teachings.....

This unheard-of psalm has given people too much shock and too much touch.

After tonight, this short poem, and the magnificent story that preceded it, will be passed on forever and forever.

The name of Bai An will also be hung high in the literary world, shining like a corona for future generations.

Artists will no longer be just artists.

Rather, it is a great literary giant.

Offstage.

Hundreds of thousands of spectators, with gloomy eyes, looked at the teenagers on the stage, moved and affectionate.

Stage.

Bai An looked at everyone's reactions, and his heart was also full of emotion.

Last time, I "borrowed" Brother Wen's "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang", which caused a small shock.

And this time, he "borrowed" Lao Su's masterpiece, which can be called Wang Bang.

Whether it is the artistic conception of the poem or the degree of conformity with the theme, it is all suitable to the extreme.

And as for why it is said to be "borrowed"...

How can you say that you steal the things of the readers?!

Looking at the reactions of everyone in the audience, Bai Anxin was satisfied.

This hand of "borrowing poems to offer Buddha" is a design he has thought of a long time ago.

The rendering of emotions not only exists in the story, but also exists outside the story.

This paragraph of "Water Tune Song Head" is the final conclusion of the story of the Foggy Sea.

Bai An smiled at the corner of his lips, satisfied, and quietly enjoyed people's "affectionate" eyes.

A beautiful figure approached with light steps.

"Mr. Bai, this poem..."

"Do you have a name?"

Ningguang's eyes were sparkling, and his voice was extraordinarily gentle.

"When is the bright moon? "

Bai An replied with a light smile.

Hearing this, Ningguang was stunned for a long time, and then sighed faintly:

"Good name. "

And the way she looked at the young man was more gentle than ever.

In his eyes, there are also many strange feelings.

Immediately, Ningguang took the microphone from Bai An's hand, smiled again, and sent the final words of this magnificent evening to the hundreds of thousands of viewers in the audience.

Under the rendering of Ningguang, the name "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" has also been deeply engraved in people's hearts.

In the midst of a powerful conclusion...

The fireworks exploded again, and the sky was full of brilliance.

The chorus of hundreds of thousands of people immediately sounded at the scene.

The song is full of thoughts for loved ones and prospects for the future.

In the midst of this celebration.

The biggest moon-by-month event in Liyue's history has finally come to an end.

I'm damned...

Writing and writing, I found out that the first sentence "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky" forgot to write, everyone is stupid...

Shameless to the Chinese teacher...

Hurry up and make it up.,I've already read the previous article.,Just write it.,Hehe.......