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小时候跟着爸爸看《三国》,只见孔明高坐帅台,手中鹅毛扇轻轻一挥,下面的千军万马便在顷刻间席卷而上,他却只在谈笑间淡看樯橹灰飞烟灭。他越是云淡风轻,就越是让电视机前的我心潮澎湃。那时年纪小,世界只是清澈干净的粉红色,哪里知道“一将功成万骨枯”的悲苦残酷,一心只向往着醉卧沙场的潇洒写意。长大些,跋山涉水来到向往已久的凉州城,亲眼目睹了鸣沙山风声呜咽,玉门关残阳如血,才知道杨柳依依雨雪霏霏背后的辛酸苦涩。
When I was a kid, I saw the “Three Kingdoms” with my father. I saw Kong Minggao sitting in a handsome platform and the goose feather fan gently waved. The following mighty forces swirled in an instant, but he just talked and laughed. . His more clear and gentle, the more I let the TV before my upsurge. At that time young, the world is just a clear pink, where know “a will become a million bone dry ” sad and brutal, only longing for drunk lying on the battlefield chic freehand. Grow up, hell and high water to the long-awaited Liangzhou City, witnessed the Mingsha mountain sobs, Yumen off the sun, only to know the bitterness of the willows behind the willows started falling snow.