Farewell My Concubine rewrite or sequel 500 words on it.

The strong wind, a stern military attire of the king of the hegemony, on the year actually showed a trace of despair and helplessness, and even unwillingness to give up ......

In his arms, is the love of his life, at the moment, but the fragrance of the jade meteorite, with the wind to go. The king's mouth murmured: "Yu Ji Yu Ji, Nai Ruo He?"

The rusty barracks, and no longer see the red face of the past that silver bell-like laughter, cover the face of shyness. Sword in hand, hobbling all the way to the river. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night! Shocked heaven and earth, but there are tears in the eyes ...... bully ah! Once admired by ten thousand people, the king of the hegemony ah! A Hongmen Banquet lost opportunity to make you lose the world. Lost everything, really can not be recovered, along with the Yu Ji, are lost ......

In front of my eyes and the red face pulled out the sword to cut his own throat that scene, the heart of the pain as if he used up all the voice can not finish the pain.

Yu Ji ah ...... you why bitter ...... you that sword, let the king negative you to life. You extravagant hope of the sea and the sea ah ......

"Yu Ji, the world has a hundred charming thousand kinds, but I only love you one, this life negative you, only to the next life for you to claim the throne!" A most desperate oath, a downtrodden king. He drew his sword and pointed to the sky, and shouted, "You say! Who is the hero in this world!" But all that answered him was the tumbling waves on the river leaping up with the wind, the dense forest on the shore swaying and dancing with the sound of the howling wind, the falling leaves in the sky, which could only swirl around the generation of the overlord, seemed to want to comfort, but had no words to say. The high raised sword suddenly fell to the ground

Clang --

The tip of the blade into the ground, shocked up to a piece of the birds away from home, covered the burning sun, but also covered the eyes of the king of the last that to the sporadic light ......

return On the road, someone is holding a sword, scarlet seems to be sprinkled all over the Yangtze River, sprinkled again the place where the red face left. The river water to support a piece of red silk, floating ......

Red as the sky residual sun like intense. On the plains of Jiangdong, it seems that someone is calling -- Yu Ji -- Yu Ji --