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#72: cultured combat-- «Past Recalled Dream» (Last Part)

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…… …… Storm unceasing raids, time and time again, and one by one wild. Suffocation that each time, it can change, but each time, it stubborn standing up, however the swing back day will laugh wildly, ridiculed that the heaven forever do not want to claim own life. 暴风雨不断的袭来,一次又一次,而且一次比一次狂暴。每次,它都会变的奄奄一息,但每次,它又会倔强的站起,然后仰天狂笑,嘲笑老天永远也别想夺去自己的生命。 Drop...... 滴…… This is the sound that the waterdrop splashes down, when does not know, they tears well up in the flute sound unexpectedly. That touching flute sound lets shivering of their innermost feelings heavily at first, then gradual turns into one sharp dagger, pricks their hearts of hearts ruthlessly, lets their painful penetrating heart, Soul also painful fierce trembling. 这是泪滴溅落的声音,不知何时,他们竟在箫声之中泪如泉涌。那凄婉的箫声起初让他们内心重重的颤抖,然后逐渐的变成一把把锋利的尖刀,狠狠的刺入他们的内心深处,让他们痛彻心扉,就连灵魂也痛的剧烈战栗。 They feel to that desperate pain, with obsession that in that immature mind will never give up, the heart, shivering intensity of more and more. That pain, they self-examined that absolutely does not have the means to withstand, they are willing to choose in suffering of that tap web died, in order to extricates. But that immature life time and time again has actually shouldered, is growing tenaciously, even never takes to other people own pain. Innermost feelings severe pain at the same time, they start ashamed, they once had experienced the pain with compares that not worthy of mentioning, but his tenacity that he withstands strong, making them even shameful. 他们感受的到那种绝望的痛苦,和那个稚嫩心灵里永不放弃的执念,心,颤抖的越来越强烈。那种痛苦,他们自问绝对没有办法去承受,他们更愿意选择在那锥心的折磨之中死去,以求解脱。但那个稚嫩的生灵却一次又一次的扛了下来,然后顽强的成长着,甚至从不把自己的痛苦带给他人。内心剧痛的同时,他们开始羞愧,他们所曾经历过的痛苦与他所承受的相比是那么的微不足道,而他的坚韧坚强,让他们甚至无地自容。 The pain had the end finally...... Suddenly because of it heavy going off, rests that calm and steady. During dark and silent, its greedy deep sleep, until one year...... Two years...... Ten years. 痛苦终于有了终结……因为它忽然沉沉的睡去,睡的那么的安稳。黑暗与寂静之中,它贪婪的沉睡着,直到一年……两年……十年。 A half minute of flute sound, has resounded the note of end in this time. When that jasper flute to lip at that moment, in his double pupil flashes through the sad confusedness, but is written in water. The next second, he is a face elegantly simple smile. 半分钟的箫声,在此时响起了终结的音符。当那支碧玉箫离唇那一刻,他的双眸之中闪过悲伤的迷茫,但转瞬即逝。下一秒,他已经是一脸淡雅的微笑。 The peaceful, incomparable peace, the wind seemed thorough hidden went to own existence, has not brought the slight wind to howl. He has not broken this atmosphere, but smiles is standing there, looks that already by the face that the tears get wet, in them, there are young teenage boys and girls, has the serious in speech and manner dignified general, has the crane to send the old person of young face, even there is Hua Zhentian and Emperor Long Yin. 安静,无比的安静,就连风都仿佛彻底隐去了自己的存在,没有带起丝毫的风啸。他没有打破这种气氛,而是微笑着站在那里,看着那一张张已经被泪水沾湿的脸,他们之中,有年轻的少男少女,有不苟言笑的威严将军,有鹤发童颜的老人,甚至有花震天和皇帝龙胤。 Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! 啪！啪！啪！啪！ The clear applause, crushed desperate to the heartrending dreamland sadly, claps along with Long Yin, the sea of clapping sound fast linking up into a single stretch applause resounds one after another, is mixing with the sobbing sound of young girl, spread was very very far. Let defend in the Heavenly Dragon Royal Academy guards look at each other in blank dismay, lets stop to look on after there passers-by. 清脆的掌声,击碎了悲伤绝望到让人心碎的梦境,随着龙胤拍手,接连响起的拍手声快速的连成一片掌声的海洋,夹杂着少女的抽泣声,传出了很远很远。让守在天龙皇家学院的侍卫们面面相觑,也让经过那里的路人们驻足旁观。 The Heavenly Star Continent applause like that is not completely valuable like the applause of China modern, only when innermost feelings excited until the extreme that moment, they in this manner will release oneself sentiment. For example...... Heavenly Dragon Nation repels Great Wind Nation that moment. Ye Wuchen astonishing drawing skill and Lin Xiao astonishing flute sound has not resounded with the applause, but at this time, they have not given to a flute sound the applause unexpectedly parsimoniously. 天辰大陆的掌声完全不像华夏现代的掌声那般不值钱,只有当内心激动到极点的那一刻,他们才会以这种方式来释放自己的感情。比如……天龙国击退大风国的那一刻。叶无辰的惊人画技与林啸的惊人箫音没有引来掌声,而此时,他们竟把掌声毫不吝啬的献给了一曲箫音。 In the field, does not know that many people wipe tears how to be stopping cannot stop diligently, does not know has many people while clapping has choked with sobs. What is flute sound that touches the innermost feelings, they felt truely, was this short flute sound, let their clear feeling the desperate pain, brokenhearted sadness. 场中,不知有多少人努力的擦拭着怎么止都止不住的眼泪,又不知道有多少人在拍手的同时已经是泣不成声。什么是触动内心的箫音,他们真真正正的感受到了,就是这短短的一曲箫音,让他们清晰的感受到了绝望的痛苦,心碎的悲伤。 Wang Wenshu lies in the Ye Wei bosom, tears moistens a big piece his chest front, cries grievedly while was weeping and wailing: „My pitiful Chen'er...... He received certainly too many pain, my this mother, when was too failed, later...... I should compensate my child with anything......” 王文姝趴在叶威怀里,泪水把他胸前打湿一大片,一边哭一边心痛的哭喊着:“我可怜的辰儿……他心里一定受了太多的苦,我这个母亲真的当的太失败了,以后……我该拿什么去补偿我的孩子……” Ye Wei is patting her back, has not spoken, but raises to diverge the mist in eye. Above the battlefield, his many whole body severe wounds, barely escape, he has not shed drop of tears, had seen brothers who many life and death follow helplessly died before him, he feels as if a knife were piercing heart, but has still not shed drop of tears, ten years ago he relied on the lifetime mother to leave the world because of the sickness, he knelt for five days not to eat and drink, fell to the ground until the final stupor, from beginning to end, he has still not shed drop of tears. Because he is the unyielding Ye Family son, only bleeds life-long, does not burst into tears. 叶威轻拍着她的后背,没有说话,而是扬起头想要散去眼中的水雾。战场之上,他多少次全身重伤,险死还生,他没有流过一滴眼泪,又看到过多少生死相随的兄弟眼睁睁的在他面前死去,他心如刀割,但依然没有留下一滴眼泪,十年前他依赖了一生的母亲因病离世,他跪地五天不吃不喝,直到最后昏迷倒地,自始至终,他依然没有流下一滴眼泪。因为他是铁骨铮铮的叶家男儿,终生只流血,不流泪。 But now, how enduring patiently diligently regardless of he, still the water drop overflows from the eye, falls slowly. Because the heart is too painful, he always does not know, originally the heart can also such pain, but such heart pain, actually from a flute sound, from the person who that plays the flute sound. Has not experienced truly, how also possibly to play the so rending sadness. 而如今,无论他怎么努力的忍耐,依然有一颗水珠从眼中溢出,缓缓滑落。因为心实在太痛,他从来都不知道,原来心还可以如此的痛,而这样的心痛,却是源自一曲箫音,源自那个吹奏箫音的人。没有真正的经历过,又怎么可能吹奏起如此撕心裂肺的哀伤。 Chen'er...... Actually have you experienced what? 辰儿……你究竟经历过什么？ Hua Shuirou is covering the face, crying such as the pear flower belt/bring rain, in fragrant turban complete soaking, through the hazy tearful eyes looks that takes that originally to be the man of her jadeite flute, she had one type to overrun to grasp his impulsion unexpectedly. Her Hua Zhentian has rubbed several eyes, muttered: „This flute sound, was really evil the gate, was too weird...... The fathers who mother, does somewhat could not bear, is at heart suffocated, died the wife to be exactly the same as the past years.” 花水柔捂着脸,哭的如梨花带雨,连带在身上的香巾都已经完全的湿透,通过朦朦泪眼看着那个拿着那支原本属于她的翠玉箫的男子,她竟有了一种冲过去抱住他的冲动。就连她身边的花震天都揉了几把眼睛,喃喃自语道:“这箫音,真是邪了门了,太邪门了……妈的,搞的老子都有些受不了了,心里堵得慌,和当年死了老婆一模一样。” The corner, a body of shivering asks with the sound that shivers: „Chen'er...... You told the grandfather, this song...... Does it name?” 角落,一个颤抖的身体用更加颤抖的声音问道:“辰儿……你告诉外公,这首曲子……它叫什么名字？” In entire square, calm and composed also only has Ye Wuchen one person, he replied with a smile: „This song does extemporaneously, has not given the name with enough time. Does not want the name, because after having blown, now I have all forgotten.” 整个广场之中,神色自若的也只有叶无辰一人,他笑着回答:“这首曲子是即兴而作,还没有来得及取名字。不要名字也罢,因为吹过之后,如今我已经全忘了。” So the shocking sound unexpectedly extemporaneously does...... This must need how astonishing talent, profound can the how attainments make arrived!? They have shocked, shocks in the extreme. Perhaps their lifetime shocks add, does not have today one day many. Arrives here, they want to watch several splendid competitions, increases some embellishments for the bored ordered life, has not actually thought that before they have witnessed unexpectedly, is impossible to see, astonishing that even is impossible to believe. They worried that this is a dream, because all are such is not real, lest this is a dream, fears this visionally incredible all very much after the dream awakes vanishes into thin air. 如此的惊世之音居然只是即兴而作……这得需要多么惊人的天分,多么高深的造诣才能做到！？他们震撼了,震撼的无以复加。或许他们一生的震撼加起来,也没有今天一天来的多。来到这里,他们原本只是想看几场精彩的比赛,为无聊有序的生活增加一些点缀,却没想到,他们竟亲眼目睹了以前绝不可能见到,甚至不可能相信的惊人一幕幕。他们担心这是一场梦,因为一切是那么的不真实,又唯恐这是一场梦,很怕这梦幻般让人难以置信的一切在梦醒之后烟消云散。 Goes to the trouble of traveling a long distance to arrive at the Heavenly Dragon City preparation to enjoy people of visual grand feast is sobs. Originally arrives at Heavenly Dragon City unexpectedly is a how wise choice. 一些不远千里来到天龙城准备享受一番视觉盛宴的人们更是唏嘘不已。原来来到天龙城竟是多么明智的一个选择。 „No! This looks over the Heavenly Star history, never has it, although you had forgotten, but the grandfather in the heart, each note has not dared firmly to remember incorrectly, but the grandfather also believes that everyone on the scene will keep firmly in mind for a lifetime. Although was impossible some people able to play to compare favorably with the charm again, but will leave a good name for hundreds of generations from now on inevitably, making the people of each love flute know anything is the highest boundary of flute. Chen'er, considers to comply with a grandfather request, if this does not have the name, must be my this life one big regretted.” Wang Bo more said that is excited, finally unexpectedly is an entreaty of face. He as the master of Long Yin, the lifetime knowledge is profound like the sea, but today, his innermost feelings subdue because of a person thoroughly, but this person is his Grandchild Ye Wuchen. “不！此曲纵观天辰历史,从未有之,你虽已忘记,但外公已经牢牢的记于心中,每一个音符都不敢记错,而外公也相信在场的每一个人都会牢记一辈子。虽然不可能再有人能吹奏出媲美刚才的神韵,但今后必然流芳百世,让每一个爱箫之人都去知晓什么才是箫的最高境界。辰儿,就当是答应外公一个请求,若是此曲没有名字,必是我今生的一大遗憾。”王博越说越是激动,最后竟是一脸的哀求。他身为龙胤之师,一生学识如海洋般渊博,而今日,他内心彻底因一个人而折服,而这个人还是他的外孙——叶无辰。 „Such being the case, this then named-- «Past Recalled Dream».” Ye Wuchen said. He has not lied, when he drops the last note at that moment, he already this song complete forgetting. Since is the dream, why must also to take to heart. Since were in the past, that let him in the past, that time were momentarily in the grass that in the storm died, but now, oneself pledged that must become the heaven big tree that showed disdain for world. “既然如此,此曲就名为——《前尘忆梦》吧。”叶无辰说道。他没有说谎,当他落下最后一个音符那一刻,他就已经将这首曲子完全的遗忘。既然是梦,又何须耿耿于心。既然是过去,那就让他过去好了,那时候的自己是随时就会在暴风骤雨中夭折的小草,而如今,自己已经发誓要成为一颗傲视天下的苍天大树。 Forgets...... Forgot that fuzzy past, forgot confusedly, forgot once pain. When had that day of enough strength, the past of that losing automatically will naturally appear at present. 忘记吧……忘记那模糊的过去,忘记迷茫,忘记曾经的痛苦。当自己有了足够实力的那一天,那遗失的过去自然会自动显现在眼前。
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