The afterglow of the setting sun stretched the figure of the three of us, the landscape of the Great Song Dynasty is really beautiful, we have seen all the flowers in one day, the pink wall is fine, the oblique cage is Mo, the incense wheel is warm, the fragrance is like Yin, the horse rides arrogantly, the apricot blossom is like embroidery, the warbler cries the tree, and the swallow dances in the clear sky. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info full of "peach blossom faces, willow leaf eyebrows, and willows on the river like smoke." "It's not a thousand sails, and the slanting veins are long. "Walking and walking, passing through the thatched cottages, after the peach and willow green, what came into view was a vivid Zhang Zeduan's "Qingming Riverside Map" jumped in front of us, and we stepped into a dreamlike rich and prosperous hometown full of flowers. "The capital has arrived—" Xiao Fei yelled excitedly, and the three of us couldn't help but jump for joy, and the goal was getting closer and closer.

Everywhere are red walls and green tiles, mansions and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, beams and pillars and windows, golden and brilliant, the first house of the official mansion, the houses are scattered, the Baoxie floors, the flower array wine ground, the rows and rows, the streets and alleys, the hundred and unbridled Chen, the ancient willows are uneven, the tea shop near the river, the tables and stools are like, the bridge is painted and the water is flowing, the flowers are like brocade, the arch bridge is flying, the air runs through the long river, the river lane pond and marsh, the boats come and go, the fragrant yam sea, the alley, the Yanguan Song Building, the number of thousands, do not want to be broken. It is really a prosperous situation, the country and the people are safe, the four seas are peaceful, there is plenty of food and clothing, and it is thriving.

And the most eye-catching focus is naturally the Great Song people. The open and clean avenue is full of traffic, bustling, overcrowded, shoulder to shoulder, and noisy. There are scholars, farmers, industrialists, merchants, doctors, diviners, monks, Taoists, officials, women, artemisia masters, cable men, etc., and all kinds of people are endless. There are people who rush to the market, there are people who buy and sell, there are people who hang out, there are people who drink, there are people who gather, there are people who push boats, pull carts, there are sedan chairs, there are people who ride high-headed horses, and there are people who ride camels, and they look like they are steaming and in full swing. And they dress differently, from all walks of life, at a glance, each has its own true colors, and they dare not go outside. Dignitaries, wealthy merchants, and noblewomen wore luxurious silk and satin, while ordinary people wore coarse linen clothes, each performing their duties in an orderly manner. Those who sell medicine and hexagrams, all wear crowns and belts, incense wrappers in incense shops, hats and backs, quality warehouse managers, soap shirts and horns with no hats, literati and ink writers, naturally indispensable high-crowned and broad belts, and the mobile sellers who walk through the crowd are the most popular, they wear silk weaving and forging, like officials dressed up, but the head is inserted in the trademark, a large group of drooping children follow in front and back, front and back, so lively, even those who beg along the street are dressed decently, clean. Otherwise, everyone will criticize you: "You still don't want money, that's right, it's not your fault that you don't mix well, you dress too poorly, pollute our public eye, and seriously affect our Song people's tireless pursuit of beauty is your character problem." There are also many foreign merchants passing through it, including Liao, Tangut, Southeast Asian, and Arabs who are dressed strangely, and they are sold in the capital with special products.

On the arch bridge, the girls wearing red and green curls are looking at the water, watching the slender man pulling the boat, watching the sailboat sailing, and in the Qinglou painting pavilion covered by the embroidered bead curtain, there are ancient handsome men with burning eyes looking at their graceful figures.

Just like Bian Zhilin's "Broken Chapter" - you look at the scenery on the bridge, the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs, the bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams.

Although they have different forms and different identities, what is the same is that their faces all exude a taste of happiness, a satisfied and proud gesture of small citizens. This is simply more lively than modern society, which opens our eyes, feasts our eyes, and looks like a mesmerizing and dreamlike dream. It's just a vivid picture, or we're breaking into the picture.

As Liu Yong wrote, Jiangnan - "The southeast shape wins, the three Wu capitals, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times." The smoke willow paints the bridge, the wind curtain is green, and there are 100,000 people. The clouds and trees surround the embankment sand, the angry waves roll frost and snow, and the moat is endless. The city is a jewel, the household is profitable, and the competition is luxurious. The heavy lake is stacked on top of Qingjia, there are three autumn laurels, ten miles of lotus. Qiang tube clear, Lingge flooded the night, frolicking and fishing lotus baby. Thousands of horsemen have high teeth, listen to the flute and drums while drunk, and enjoy the smoke. The picture of the different day will be good, and return to Fengchi Kua. "But it's more prosperous, it's more beautiful, it's better.

We are carefully stopping to watch, a singing, strange and audible old woman disturbed our thoughts, she pointed to the bouquet of flowers in front of the horse-head bamboo basket, greeted us enthusiastically: "Buy flowers, little girls, young men, hurry up and buy two flowers to wear, this flower is fresh, just picked early in the morning, you see, there are dewdrops on it, no, there are water droplets, I deliberately sprinkled water." ”

"This, I'll forget it, I'm a big man, where do I still wear any flowers, flowers, haha, this mother-in-law, you are making fun of me on purpose. Xiao Fei said embarrassedly.

"You probably aren't from the capital, you're still making a fuss, you see-" She pointed with her hand, and we carefully observed the crowd, only to see that they were decorated with embroidery, or painted and printed with gold, and so on. Everyone is showy, the girls wear flowers are of course charming and graceful, and those young men are wearing lupine scarves, wearing incomparably large, colorful flowers, but also look more graceful, graceful, amorous, eyebrows and eyes handsome, not inferior.

There are also a group of old people, both men and women, all with big flowers, swaggering through the market, no wonder Su Shi has "Kichijoji Peony Appreciation" - "People are not ashamed of old hairpins, and flowers should be ashamed of the old man's head." Drunk people should laugh, and the ten-mile bead curtain is half hooked. "This Great Song Dynasty people are gorgeous, exquisite, and wear flowers, which seems to have become a fashion, and it is already a commonplace thing for everyone. And not only women, men, women and children all bring flowers, if you change the era, then Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden full of flowers, everyone laughed. And in the Great Song Dynasty, even the white-haired old man came to join in the fun, and the big red peony was worn on his head, but everyone turned a blind eye, took it for granted, and was calm, it was really crazy. It's no wonder that after passing through the crowd, there is a refreshing dark fragrance wafting by, and the lingering fragrance lingers. If in modern society, if men wear big flowers on their heads and walk on the road, I don't know how many people point fingers, where do they dare to walk out of the door, if it is serious, and then scratch their heads and make a gesture, it is estimated that most of them will be twisted by the masses to the police station or neurological hospital to live for a while, and it is a problem to not get out.

We each bought three, Xiaofei pushed forward, I still forcibly put on a red peony for him, and there was a graceful posture, but unfortunately Hu Jiaojiao was not here, otherwise saliva would flow out, everyone laughed wildly, because although Garfield is a Song person, but lives in a poor countryside, and has not yet felt the fashion atmosphere of Beijing Tokyo.

I smiled like a flower and said to Xiaofei: "Look, after arriving in the Song Dynasty, you really found your raunchy, so you have to learn more from the ancients, isn't there a very hot article on the Internet "Chinese men are not worthy of Chinese women", it is said that Chinese men's taste in dressing, you see that women are dressed in fancy clothes, and men are gray-headed, isn't it you?"

Xiao Fei sighed helplessly: "There is no way, the men in this modern society are under great social pressure, and they are overwhelmed by the three mountains, where is there any leisure to dress up, and they can't be busy making money, how can they have leisure and leisure, chanting poetry and painting, extremely elegant, and wearing tweed, and in the case of limited economic conditions, we would rather not wear it ourselves, but also let our women wear better, do flowers need green leaves, we are willing to be silently the gray green leaves." Wow, how noble and great our Chinese men are, what is not worthy, what is deserved, and yes, you have to be careful of Korean men, they not only have plastic surgery, but also cry when they have nothing to do, and there are European and American scumbags who have developed in China, all of them are receiving subsistence allowances abroad, and there are many girls who do not know the details of the moths to the fire, which is really distressing.

I deliberately pursed my mouth: "Forget it, I won't tell you, now it's more and more flamboyant, it's not that you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour." ”

Xiao Fei added disapprovingly: "That's not thanks to you, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black." And I really didn't lie to you, I have been deceived several times, their wallets are empty, there is nothing, and I have wasted countless energy and time. ”

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