Yang Yilin thought, thought, and suddenly, he shouted in his heart: Ah!

Xiaowen she, Xiaowen she is my Yang Yilin's first love! It's so precious! Xiaowen is my Yang Yilin's first love in my life, and it's hard to give up! Ah! I have my first love! I Yang Yilin has my first love! My lover and wife are one person, and I, Yang Yilin, have made a lot of money in my life!

Yang Yilin's mind wandered wildly in his first love, and he still shouted in his heart: I, Yang Yilin, enjoy it so much, so happy!Ah, this also made me suddenly understand one thing, no wonder Qiao Xiang was so reluctant to give up his first love girl, so unforgettable, it has been a few years since he graduated, he sang his girl song, and he was still uncomfortable like that, now I understand it all! Now I understand it all......

Zheng Xiaowen saw Yang Yilin standing in a daze and pondering, she said, "Don't think nonsense, it's a thing of the past to think about it again." Besides, the situation at that time was not what I just said, and there was no incident that you asked after me, what do you want it to do? Don't think about it anymore, look at how tender and beautiful the flowers are today, let's enjoy the flowers. ”

Yang Yilin didn't care about Zheng Xiaowen's thinking and talking about it, if it didn't match his thoughts, he wanted to play a sincere game of his own thoughts and lips at this moment, he said: "Hey, Xiaowen, don't look at the flowers, you listen to me!"

Yang Yilin looked at Zheng Xiaowen and turned his face to look at him, he pursed his lips and smiled: "Xiaowen, do you know, when I hear the first love in Qiao Xiang's singing and see the words of first love in the magazine, I will immediately think of you, do you know why?"

These few words made Zheng Xiaowen's heart shocked, she was shocked, and her usual unhurried speech speed was also transformed into sharp teeth, she couldn't hold her words, and rushed straight towards Yang Yilin: "I don't know! I don't know what you mean by this!"

Zheng Xiaowen was suddenly sensitive to the three words 'Qiao Xiang, magazine, and first love' for a few seconds, and her words were finished, and her mood calmed down.

This person, even if you want to say it, it's weird, if Su Chen had never mentioned 'Qiao Xiang, magazines, first love' to Zheng Xiaowen, today Zheng Xiaowen heard these words that were connected together, Yang Yilin just said a hundred 'I will think of you immediately', Zheng Xiaowen's heart would not be frightened.

Yang Yilin listened to Zheng Xiaowen's unpleasant words, and he blamed himself in his heart: You obviously know that she is simple, but you still don't understand what you say, what kind of bells and whistles and bullshit are around, really!

Yang Yilin hurriedly looked at Zheng Xiaowen's face and said with a smile: "Hey, Xiaowen, you watch movies, TV, and books, as long as you nod your forehead and say 'fool', 99% of it is said by women on men's foreheads." If you want me to see, among thousands of shrewd women, there is also a real fool, and that is you!"

After Yang Yilin said this, he raised his hand and gently scratched Zheng Xiaowen's nose.

Zheng Xiaowen was a little annoyed when she heard this, she twisted her face to the side, and said to Yang Yilin again: "You know I'm stupid, what are you still saying to me?!"

Before, Zheng Xiaowen had never been like this, such a little woman's petty temperament. Today, first, she was upset and couldn't listen to things that didn't go well with her. In addition, Yang Yilin has been surrounding her and saying something she doesn't understand, so she rushed at Yang Yilin.

Yang Yilin's heart was full of happy thoughts, and he didn't take Zheng Xiaowen's words to him at all. He smiled and walked around to Zheng Xiaowen, looked at Zheng Xiaowen stupidly, and whispered: "Fool, you are my first love! Before you, I have never experienced the taste of love, understand?"

People are really not clear about their behavior and language at certain times, and they are also unclear about their psychology sometimes. Zheng Xiaowen listened to Yang Yilin's words, and somehow, she suddenly walked out of the sorrow, shock, and annoyance just now.

Zheng Xiaowen's heart was so relaxed, and suddenly she felt a burst of joy, and the words that came out of her thoughts with joy came to her lips at once. She stood in front of Yang Yilin, staring at Yang Yilin's eyes with long eyelashes, she was also smiling, stretching out her tender index finger and whispering: "Give me a new plum, and give you a fresh peach......

Yang Yilin instantly understood, he knew that Zheng Xiaowen was going to use the topic to play their first love poem, he didn't wait for Zheng Xiaowen to make it up, and the couplet in his heart came to his mouth as soon as he thought about it, he said: "Why are the two things expensive?

When Zheng Xiaowen heard Yang Yilin's two sentences, she said in her heart: What a powerful 'first, first, first'! These two words are too weighty here! She quickly continued: "You are the first and I are the first, and you are the first to love the beginning." ”

Yang Yilin immediately said: "The first time I met the beginning, the first love was the beginning!"

Zheng Xiaowen listened to Yang Yilin's dialogue, and his heart was happy. She felt that Yang Yilin had already told his first love, she knew that Yang Yilin's first love was her Zheng Xiaowen, and even if the topic was over, she stopped talking and turned her face to look at the peony flower.

Zheng Xiaowen looked at the poetic peony flowers beside her, unconsciously, her heart suddenly perked, the poem was born, a seven-word poem was brewed immediately, she said to Yang Yilin: "I am now chanting a peony poem, and there are lyrics behind the verses, I am making up and selling now, you listen carefully." ”

In fact, the peony lyrics in Zheng Xiaowen's heart were some words in her heart after she saw the peony flowers last year, but she didn't write them out in time. At this moment, she saw the peony blossoms, and these words and phrases implied in her heart were churned out at once, and she felt it for a while, and even thought of the peony verses.

As soon as Yang Yilin heard that Zheng Xiaowen was going to compose poems and lyrics, he immediately became interested, and he was so happy that he said: "Okay, okay, I'll listen carefully, I'm still waiting to taste the poems, you can come with a voice, Zheng Nini's poetry recitation, lyrics recitation!"

Zheng Xiaowen was thinking about words, she didn't pay attention to Yang Yilin's words, and she was not disturbed by the sound, she casually chanted her impromptu work - the seven-character poem "Ode to Peony":

The spring breeze is beautiful and the rain is tailored, and the rigid bones and soft hearts are crowned by everyone.

Beautiful, enchanting, handsome, graceful, luxurious, dignified.

Smile and be shy, wash away the sorrowful city and offer colorful incense.

A life of affection and no flattery, poets often praise the Kao.

After Zheng Xiaowen chanted the seven laws of "Ode to Peony", she gestured to Yang Yilin, and then recited the lyrics behind "Ode to Peony":

Ah, peony, the national color and fragrance, ah, peony, the example of flowers,

The people of the world are proud of your beauty, and the world sings for your magnificence,

The world has praised you for your integrity and unyielding for generations!

The door of poetry and songs in Zheng Xiaowen's heart has been opened, and there are still many words and phrases pouring out in her heart, and she can't hold it back for a while, she wants to improvise another lyric "Peony". She said to Yang Yilin: "I'll recite you another lyric of "Peony", the sentences and meanings of this lyrics are more beautiful, you listen carefully." ”

Yang Yilin didn't dare to answer loudly, he only moved his lips and said silently: "Oh, I'm in a hurry to listen, you little Nizi don't say it again: 'You listen carefully'!"