Changle Street is in the south of the Blue Moon Country, Luochuan is in the south of Changle Street, the White Crane Tower is in the south of Luochuan, and Jiangnan is in the south, so Ye Du wants to fight the horse to go to Jiangnan!

Jiangnan is good, and the aroma of wine is annoying......

Jiangnan Yao, small building painting bridge......

The sunrise river flowers are red, and the river water is as green as blue in spring, can you not remember the south of the Yangtze River......

There are many places of interest and historic sites in Luochuan, Dianjiangtai, Jiaxiu Tower, Yanyu Lake, Tiger Hill Sword Pond, are the favorite of tourists, the strange thing is that Ye Duan thought of Yanyu Lake as soon as he arrived in Luochuan, is it because of "Jiangnan Yanyu", it sounds like a kind of dreamy and ethereal beauty.

Before arriving in Luochuan, Ye Duan was intoxicated by the ancient city of smoke and rain in the autumn rain......

There is a long Yanyu Bridge in the center of Yanyu Lake, and there is a small Yanyu Building at the head of Yanyu Bridge, and there are lonely Yanyu people in Yanyu Building......

The Yanyu Lake, the Yanyu Bridge, and the Yanyu Building under the autumn rain are like an ink painting, with a sense of sadness and sadness.

On the Yanyu Lake, a flat boat swayed gently, and Ye Duan sat on the flat boat, looking intoxicated. He once read two lines of poetry, "The spring water is blue in the sky, draw a boat and listen to the rain", but it is a pity that it is already autumn when he comes to Luochuan, but what does it matter, this will not hinder the beauty of Yanyu Lake. The dense autumn rain was mixed with a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, dripping on the lake covered with white mist, and a circle of ripples scrambled to ripple, Ye Duan suddenly found that the autumn rain can also be very good, why didn't you find it before, is it because, in this world, there are many moving sounds!

I don't know when, there was a mournful and sad sound of the piano on the rainy lake, accompanied by the mournful sound of the rain, the sound of the piano sounded like a cuckoo crying blood, and the sound made people cry. This terrible sound of the piano made Ye Du suddenly feel unusually lonely, his heart was contracting slightly, his throat was dry and itchy, suddenly, he untied the wine bag from his waist, and suddenly raised his hand and poured the spicy burning knife into his throat, and then tried his best to bend down and cough non-stop, his eyes had already been choked with tears!

Is there a lot of sadness in his heart, that's why his expression is so desperate!

He really wanted to cry in his heart, which is why he drank so quickly!

Why did Ye Duan leave the Nine Dragons Hall two years ago, is it because the Nine Dragons Hall is a sad place!

The answers to these questions are only clear to Ye Du himself, because he has always been a person who does not speak much, and it is difficult for others to understand him. In fact, there were many reasons why he left the Nine Dragons Palace, but the one he remembered most clearly was that his Ah Li married someone else, and he also left the Nine Dragons Hall on that day.

It wasn't until the man took Ah Li's little hand that Ye Dui realized that his heart was also painful, and at that moment, his heart seemed to be deeply pierced by a needle, and his breathing seemed to stop, and then the pain that penetrated into his soul suddenly disappeared, but after that, Ye Dui's heart became numb like cold ice - unconscious.

He always thought that if he didn't change, Ah Li's heart wouldn't change, but in the end, they couldn't beat time! Because, year after year, flowers are similar! Year after year, people are different...... Ye Du has been insisting on something he thinks is right, which is why he will always be out of step with this world!

The song that taught people to lose their souls is still playing, and the autumn rain that Jiang Ru complained about is still falling. A gust of autumn wind brought a rain of flowers, sprinkled on the river, and also fell in Ye Dui's arms. Ye Du slowly put down the wine bag in his hand, stared blankly at the small yellow flowers on his sleeves, it seemed that it was a long time before he raised his head, looked at the flower rain falling with the wind with a desolate expression, and whispered: "The swallows fly in the falling flowers and rain, and the soul is broken in the sound of the funeral piano", his expression seemed to be very excited, and he chanted three times in a row, and then took a sip of wine with a tired expression.

"It's very hurtful to drink like this, and it's very sad to write poetry like this, don't you know?" The voice of the voice was very ethereal, and her tone was very cold, just like a fairy in the sky speaking to mortals on earth, so distant but so close......

The smoke and rain bridge is in the boat, the boat is in the middle of the lake, and the twilight is in the boat. This bleak and dreamy sound came from the Yanyu Bridge, and Ye Dui on the boat gently tied the wine bag around her waist, and then raised her head to look at the woman on the Yanyu Bridge.

She, holding an oil-paper umbrella decorated with blue and white flowers, stood quietly on the stormy Yanyu Bridge, she seemed to have stood for a long time, as if she was waiting for her beloved. Her face was pale, so pale that she could barely see blood, and her lips were barely colored—they were trembling slightly in the cool autumn breeze. Her outfit is as cold and cold as her person, only a butterfly hairpin is pinned to her bun, and the snow-white cicada wing gauze skirt on her body makes her more beautiful and dusty. It's just that when Ye Dui looked at this woman's eyes, his heart moved unconsciously, this feeling was amazing, Ye Duan hadn't touched this kind of touch for a long time, he felt very happy. This cold woman, her eyes were as pure as snowflakes and as sad as lilacs, as hot as fire, and as affectionate as water, what a pair of intoxicating eyes, as bright as the twinkling stars in the sky! Between them, it seems that they have walked through thousands of mountains and rivers in the moment when they just met each other, and they have made an oath.

Ye Du didn't dare to look at her anymore, because his heart was beating so hard that his hands were shaking involuntarily! The red dust was rolling, the sea of people was reckless, and the encounter between them was just the most ordinary kind of beautiful encounter! What qualifications did he have to love a woman? He was just a prodigal son, just a drunkard, he did not have a life of abundant food and clothing, nor did he have a reputation admired by thousands of people, let alone the power of the world. Therefore, Ye Dui lowered his head, looking at the misty lake, he tried his best to control his voice, and said indifferently: "The wind is cold and the dew is heavy, girl... Be careful ...... body"

"Falling flowers and rains fly in the rain, and the funeral piano is broken in the sound", the clear and cold woman read this clear and cold poem in a clear and cold tone, cast a breath-like gaze, and then turned around and wandered alone on this lonely and cold smoke and rain bridge, cold, bleak, floating like a dream......

Autumn rain, autumn wind, autumn water, on the Yanyu Lake, Ye Dui is watching the girl with a lilac-like sorrow on the Yanyu Bridge go away, and as far as her eyes can see, there is only a miserable and lingering rain and fog. In his heart, there was a trace of indescribable melancholy. All the beautiful encounters in the world are like mirages, illusory and beautiful, but this time, will it be an exception?