Zhan Rong tried his best, danced the torch in his hand, and attacked the wolves. This small torch formed a ring of fire under the rapid dance, this rapid attack made the wolves a little unprepared, the beast is afraid of fire, this is an indisputable fact, this torch everywhere, the wolves have fled quickly. Let out a miserable howl.

Zhanrong's momentum was like a flood, extremely fast, and he had already lost his mind, and the wolves did not dare to fight, and fled deeper into the jungle.

Xuan Ya was already paralyzed in fright, she never dreamed that her lover Zhanrong would find this place, and what surprised her even more was that he used torches to disperse the wolves. On weekdays, he is weak and weak, he has never seen him lose his temper, or even quarrel with others, but he never thought that today it was an abnormal outbreak, maybe this is the power of love, after all, he cares about her too much.

Zhan Rong hugged her already limp body tightly, "Sister Xuanya, are you okay?"

Xuanya shook her head helplessly, and told her father about her stealing books, severely reprimanding her, and waiting under the big tree at the entrance of the village, not daring to go home, and straying into the jungle and encountering wolves.

Zhanrong also kept himself awake all night because of reading, and snored to sleep because of his sleepiness, and did not wake up until dark, and went to the big tree at the entrance of the village to look for her until he found her in the depths of the jungle. The two of you talked to me very lively, and the frightened emotions could finally calm down. In order to prevent another distress, the two men hurried away, carrying torches through the darkness. Xuanya's feeling of loneliness, helplessness, and desolation has long been gone, she feels that there is no darkness in this world, with her lover by her side, even in this dark jungle, it is extremely happy, the so-called light and darkness actually come from people's hearts.

In an instant, they returned to the big tree at the entrance of the village, and Zhan Rong took out the beloved book from his bosom and handed it to her, "Take this book back and return it to your father!"

Xuanya took this thick treasure full of infinite predecessors, and shook her head helplessly. I thought to myself that it would be nice if my father could lend them the books in his study! I don't think it's funny, I feel so stupid, I have the meaning of daydreaming. These books are his life! How can he lend them to others?

The two were still the same, reluctantly saying goodbye to the big tree.

Xuanya was intoxicated with the sweetness of the lover she had just met as she walked. Although she still has lingering feelings for the group of evil wolves just now, after all, through this ordeal, it has confirmed how sincere Zhanrong's feelings are for her, and she can even risk her life to save her. If he hadn't arrived in time at the critical moment, he would have already become the stomach of the wolf.

Not far away, in front of her house, she saw her father's figure again, and when she saw that his temples were gray and his back was a little hunched, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and her father worked so hard, why didn't he want to get rid of this poor life! However, this thing could not always be as expected, and this repeated attempts even produced a huge shadow on his soul. Perhaps he will spend his life in this constant pursuit. Although he may have no results in his life, he has no regrets and asks himself if he is worthy of his daughter and this family.

Xuanya knew that her father was not easy, so she hurriedly came to her father's approach, "Father!

You haven't rested yet! I've got this book back to you! Don't worry! Don't worry! I won't take any more books in my study in the future!"

Xuan Xiucai looked at her daughter's sincere face, and her heart was sour, that is, the old tears were all over the place, and the tears were dripping like water droplets!

Xuanya didn't know what to do, so she hurriedly stepped forward to persuade, "Dad, don't be sad! I won't take the books in your study again! I know that these books are very important for your preparation for the exam, and everything you do is for this family! It's me who is not good and fails to understand your good intentions!"

Xuan Xiucai wiped the tears on her face and said affectionately: "Daughter! Dad can't stand you! Your mother left early, and you have lost your mother's love since you were a child, but Dad is busy with this fame almost every day, so I ignore your feelings, and even blame you for studying, which is indeed very unfair to you." Daddy also reflected all day, is daddy not good, I mistakenly think, as long as a woman can take care of housework, you can, even if you read and write, it is impossible to get fame in the future, after reflection, I feel that this thinking is too narrow, whether it is a man or woman, this reading is a good thing, can improve self-cultivation, cultivate sentiment! Child! Do you think this is good, from now on the door of my study will always be open for you, you can choose which book you want to read, as long as you don't lose it, how about it?"

When Xuanxiu heard this, her eyes were moist with emotion, and she pinched the flesh on her leg with her hand, but she felt pain, and knew that she was not dreaming. The sun was coming out of the west, and she subconsciously looked at her father's sincere expression, it seemed that he was really not joking. He hurriedly reconfirmed, "Father, are you serious?"

"Silly boy! When did my father lie to you? I was also confused for a while! I put these books away, and I might as well let my precious daughter grow up in knowledge. ”

Xuanxiu couldn't help but be overjoyed, many of the books in her father's study were classics that she treasured on weekdays, not only beautifully bound, but also quite rich in content. She wanted to read it in her dreams. I didn't expect that today's dream would come true. She was full of gratitude to her father for sharing these treasures with her.

Although this study room is not big, this book is a classic, "Four Books and Five Classics", "All Tang Poems", "All Song Ci", "Zizhi Tongjian", "Han Shu", "Later Han", "Three Kingdoms", "Song History", "Ming History", "Liang Shu", "Chen Shu", "History of the Five Dynasties", "Song Book" and so on abound, it is overwhelming. Any book she took out was worth reading, and she flipped through it with great interest. I have to say that the temptation of this bookish fragrance is really hard to resist. Xuan Xiucai continued to study hard at the desk, and the father and daughter worked hard in this small study.

For people who are good at reading, they will not feel tired, once they enter the ocean of books, they don't want to come out at all, this may be Xuanxiu and Zhanrong have a deep understanding, they really love to read. This Xuan Xiucai's reading may not be quite the same as the meaning of their reading, he is studying completely for fame, in order to be able to one day, be named on the gold list, enter the court as an official, and get rid of this embarrassing and poor life. And they read books purely because they were deeply attracted by the charm of this book. The emotions are sad and joyful with the fate of the characters in the book, and they are impressed and moved by the charm of the words that are like synaesthesia between the lines.

When Xuanya told Zhanrong the exciting news, his reaction was not the same as Xuanxiu's reaction when she heard her father's words

Erzhi, he also thought he was dreaming, but the difference was that he didn't pinch himself hard, but let Xuanya hit him with her fist. Xuanya was willing to beat him!

Zhanrong didn't expect Xuanya to kiss him lightly on the face, and his face suddenly turned red all the way to the base of his neck.

Xuanya smiled slightly, "Brother Zhanrong, now I finally feel that it's not a dream, right?" said as she took out a beautifully bound book from her pocket and handed it to him.

Zhan Rong took the book with great interest and took a closer look, and then exclaimed excitedly, "Quan Tang poems! Sister Xuanya! You really know how to choose! I have coveted this book for a long time, but I can't get it, and now I can finally read it!"

"Brother Zhanrong! This is just one of them, there are many copies of this "Quantang Poems", we are not in a hurry, let's read them one by one! I always listen to you talk about how good this book is, I really want to read it with you!" Xuanya also couldn't wait to flip through it and take a look.

The two sat down on their knees, turned a page of the book at random, and the line of calligraphy was neatly written and presented in front of the two, which was an untitled poem by Li Shangyin:

"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless. The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry. Xiaojing but the clouds and temples have changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight. There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit. ”

After reading this poem, the two of them felt a little sad in their hearts.

It turns out that Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty also once lamented that this love sometimes backfires, and this feeling is so subtle! It is really beautiful and beautiful! Especially this sentence is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless, the flowers are left, the spring silkworms are dead, and the wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry. This scene is wonderful!" Xuanya was deeply attracted by this beautiful and sad poem.

Looking at the following annotations, Zhanrong couldn't help but be surprised, "Sister Xuanya! Such an amazing work was actually created by the poet when he was a teenager!

"Maybe it's the power of love! that brings out his great creative potential, just as the last time you fought the wolves to protect me, you had already put life and death behind. Xuanya said in a low voice with affection.

The two of them snuggled up to each other, enjoying this sweet love and this beautiful text. This wonderful time is passed by their laughter and laughter, from morning to night, from morning to dawn, the four seasons change, the cold and summer are changing.

The day of the examination came as scheduled, and Xuan Xiucai had already entered Beijing more than once to catch the examination! It was for this important day that he had studied hard for dozens of years, but he was named after Sun Shan and failed to succeed in repeated attempts. Maybe this test has long been a part of his life, he has long regarded this test as a habit, he is almost desperate, he is no longer as confident as before, he knows that he may not be able to carp and jump the dragon gate in this life.

However, one must always have a goal, even if it is never achievable. Perhaps it is with this spiritual sustenance that we can get rid of this boring and mediocre life. looked at the young men and handsome scholars who entered the examination room with him, and then looked at their two gray temples, old faces, ragged clothes, and unkempt appearances. I can't help but feel very sad. In this way, in the emotions of frustration, frustration, despair, hesitation, contradiction, sadness, apprehension, depression, and loss, he stepped into the examination room.

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