Midwinter has passed, the spring is cold, under the dark night, a cold shower falls from the sky, on the lake in a barren and populated mountain in Yeqi Village, a flower boat is moored casually, the whole flower boat appears to be brightly lit under the dress of many fish and dragon lights, and the sound of silk and bamboo from the flower boat can be vaguely heard through the sound of rain.

At this time, there were bald men and Yang Huaiping standing next to the lakeshore, and the bald man looked at Yang Huaiping who was smoking with a cigarette pouch and pot with a solemn face, and he asked in a deep voice: "How are you preparing, you won't drop the chain at a critical time, you see that this is not a big girl with yellow flowers who didn't prepare in advance and spent candles in the cave room, what are you shaking with your hand holding the cigarette pouch and pot!"

Wang Huaiping could feel the sound of his heart fluttering at this time, and he strained his face and whispered out a few words, "That big brother may be because the memories left to me by those unbearable past events are too deep, and I feel a little nervous now?"

The bald man took out a white jade pendant and a fan made of Xiangfei bamboo from his arms and handed it to Yang Huaiping and said: "It's okay, these immortals just live longer than you, if you are like this, what kind of earth immortal will you become, go back and hold your daughter-in-law to live your stable life!"

"It's a big deal, just dedicate yourself, that big brother, let's go!" After Yang Huaiping took Bai Yupei and Xiangfei Zhu, he took a puff of cigarette and his expression became calm.

The bald man patted Yang Huaiping on the shoulder, he took the lead in skimming the turquoise and clear lake and landed on the flower boat, and Yang Huaiping also jumped closely behind.

At this time, in the flower boat with many bright fish lanterns, a beautiful woman dressed in classical lady costumes, with a beautiful face, a smile and a smile all reveal the disaster to the country and the people, and the beautiful woman with white jade feet is dancing.

The bald man outside the flower boat was the first to walk into the flower boat, Yang Huaiping followed closely behind him, and the woman in the flower boat stopped dancing after seeing the figure of the bald man, she picked up a cup of sake from a table with the scent of rosin and took a sip.

Then the unparalleled woman with a beautiful face said coldly to the bald man with a smile on her face: "Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to bring outsiders to my flower boat, didn't you even listen to me!"

The bald man smiled like a chrysanthemum blooming, he walked to the unparalleled woman with a flattering face, the bald man stretched out his hand and shook the arm of the unparalleled woman, and said: "Huanxi, this is my brother behind me, after I told him your story back then, my brother has always admired Huanxi and wants to see your peerless face, I came to bring him to see you this time to meet a small wish in my little brother's heart." ”

The woman with a beautiful face walked to Yang Huaiping's side and looked him up and down before speaking: "I, Lin Huansha, am on this flower boat, and many guests are going to come today to talk about some things like the wind and snow, young man, if you are a white ding, I advise you to go back early, don't lose your face and lose my people at that time!"

Yang Huaiping saw that the woman in front of him despised him so much, he took out a blackened cigarette pouch pot from his waist, lit it and smoked it, and said: "I, Yang Huaiping, think that I have read a few books and know some words, as for whether I have a pen in my chest, Miss Molin will know if I try it!"

Lin Huansha suddenly slammed the wine glass containing sake in her hand to the ground, and she said with a cold face: "You can make me a poem with the action I just threw the glass!"

Yang Huaiping faced the sudden scene, he suddenly felt that there was no thought in his heart, Yang Huaiping had no choice but to take the origami fan made of Xiangfei bamboo while pacing and thinking, after a while, a flash of inspiration in his mind began to chant poetry.

The flower boat is bright and the beauty is drunk,

When does the long song sleep?

The rain is sparse and the night is rainy,

The jade cup in his hand was broken.

Lin Huansha heard Yang Huaiping's somewhat unsatisfactory poems, she snorted coldly and said: "The poems you wrote are simply not elegant, and the artistic conception is completely boring, judging from this poem, you are simply a vulgar person with vassal elegance, I think you should leave early!"

Hearing Lin Huansha's words, Yang Huaiping took a deep puff of cigarette and pondered for a moment and said: "Miss Lin knows that you can't peep at the whole leopard, my poem is a little vulgar and simple, but this alone does not prove that I am a vulgar person, what I am good at is singing, can Miss Lin let me sing a song before leaving, if the girl is not satisfied with my singing, then I will leave in person without the girl saying it." ”

Lin Huansha stared at Yang Huaiping and said: "For the sake of Qianyan's face, I will give you a chance to sing, you can sing a song, if you don't sing well, then leave by yourself according to what you say!"

Yang Huaiping listened to the sound of the rain falling on the lake outside the painting boat, he coughed, cleared his throat, and began to sing in a slightly hoarse voice.

Ask how many years the world has turned,

There will be a rub of shoulders.

See you again under the Bodhi tree in the mirror,

Fingertips.

The burning years stir up the dust and move the thoughts,

It's going to take time.

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As Yang Huaiping made people listen to the sound of reverberation in the flower boat, Jun Qianyan and Lin Huansha in the flower boat were all immersed in the distant and empty artistic conception of Yang Yu's singing.

Yang Huaiping completely immersed his mind in this "Bodhi Verse", and after a long time, he stood in the flower boat with a very melancholy expression.

At this time, Jun Qianyan and Lin Huansha both had their eyes closed and looked reminiscing, Yang Huaiping vaguely saw that Lin Huansha may have recalled some things in the past in his singing, and the corners of her eyes were filled with crystal tears.

The cold rain outside the flower boat was beating, and the flower boat was silent, Yang Huaiping smoked a bag of dry cigarettes and stunned Jun Qianyan and Lin Huansha, at this time he came back from his melancholy expression and his face was extremely calm.

After a long time, Jun Qianxian and Lin Huansha gradually came back to their senses, Jun Qianxian cast a very appreciative look at Yang Huaiping, and Lin Huanxi quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

At this moment, several richly dressed men and women lifted the crystal bead curtain of the flower boat and walked into the flower boat, and the people who came came one by one were dressed luxuriously like gods.

One of them, a man dressed in white and hanging a three-foot Qingfeng on his waist, couldn't help clapping his hands and said: "This little friend's singing voice is really touching a lot, in fact, immortals like us who have lived for a long time can't escape the word loneliness, so we get together from time to time to talk about romance." ”