The sky in Snow Town is always gloomy, with a few gray clouds on the horizon, sprinkling snow all the time. Near the outside of the city, the snow flakes are larger, and there is the spirit of "Yanshan snowflakes are as big as a seat", and as for the city, there are small sticky snowflakes floating between the pavilions, which is the benefit of "I think about it today, the rain and snow are falling". The streets of the town were less crowded, the roads were wide, and four-fifths of the middle had been swept away, and one or two men with brooms were waiting on the side. The snow kept falling, and they kept sweeping, but the snow between the storefronts on the side of the road did not increase, and it was always three feet high, and the most protruding was no more than one person up and down.

"It turns out that the beauty of this snowy region is also created by my impression?"

A Tingting woman walked in front of her, holding a paper umbrella with bamboo bones. She was dressed in brocade and heavy colors, blending perfectly with the snow, and wearing a black fox fur. The bamboo-bone paper umbrella has a little snow flakes on its head, like the petals of a pear blossom, which are sprinkled along the edge of the umbrella from time to time. The rhythm was so good, just in line with her calm and calm steps, with each step, I divided some petals with the surroundings, two points left and right, seven points behind me, and one point of teaching wind blowing, whirling in the air, and falling on my shoulder. There were also a flickering and snowy snow hanging on my eyelashes. The woman smiled when she saw it, and the touch of red lips was slightly raised, half-hidden shyly, and the hooked people looked at it obsessively, and there were countless reveries.

"Do you remember the poem you wrote for her?" said the master, who was in a better mood at this time, and smiled at me, "have you forgotten this memory? Or have you ruined it? Isn't this a woman? If we return later, you will still see her fluttering like a moth, your eyelashes will still fall in the snow, and she will still smile at you." ”

"Can I speak to her?"

"No, although she is a character of your own creation, you don't know her, she has been a phantom in your heart from the beginning. When you talk to her, she doesn't stop, she just laughs. ”

"Who is she?" I looked at her in a daze, at a loss, "Yusi, Lin Jie, who else could it be?"

The master looked at the beautiful fairy shadow with me, waved his hand before my eyes, and shook the snow flakes off my eyelashes.

"What is Yusi like? What is Lin Jie like? I came here, but I can't remember clearly. ”

"Have you ever thought that the person you love is not one of them? Here you know Lu Meng and Zhou Yu, but you don't know the woman who accompanies you day and night? Don't forget, you still sleep with her in your arms in this world!"

"So she's Lin Jie?" I blinked, trying to see a little more clearly, "I can't say it's exactly the same, I think it will take another seven or eight years for Lin Jie to have such a taste." She's just a strawberry, but she's not as good as a pear blossom? ”

"Do you remember that passage?" the master clapped his hands, called me back, and continued to lead me away, "There is a small building ahead, you go up, and you remember." Even if you can't remember, you can see your writing upstairs. ”

I know that it is better for literati and writers to have affection for the scene than to write poems on the spot. For example, the fame of the scholars on the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and the pride of the drinkers on the Yellow Crane Tower. But will I do that?

"The general is very elegant, and he has filled in some words, which can be found in this world. You come every night, you travel all over the eighty-one towns in your heart every night, you see the past every night, you meet the deceased, you talk about the past, you think about the past, you think about the future. In this snow town, the general always met this graceful woman here, and then went upstairs to settle the words with worry, and when he was depressed, there were good sentences. ”

"You see me every night?"

"No, I'm just for the shopkeeper of Yuelongyuan, these things are all said by the people of Snow Town. The owner of Xiaolou and I are good friends, and when I see this situation every day, I have already remembered it and told me many times. The master smiled, "But we are not you after all, we can't digest this kind of bitterness no matter how much we listen." ”

Sure enough, on the corner of the street, I saw the small building in the top of a business. Strangely, this small building is made of iron. There was a carriage parked in front of the door, but it was not moving, and the coachman was shivering in the snow in coarse cloth clothes. He stretched out his cracked crimson hand and handed the hay to the horse's mouth. Looking at the appearance of the horses, this grass is not very tasty.

"Do you want to go up and have a look? General Zhao's mansion is farther away, so we might as well rest. The master waved his hand at the coachman, and persuaded him to move the carriage at once, and drove the horse away with shouts.

"Why are you always hinting at me, but you have a good grasp of my thoughts. ”

"Aren't we all all around you?" said the master, "aren't we all projections of your heart?"

I followed him upstairs, and swept the lobby slightly, with only a few people sitting, all close to the tea-making fire. I don't know if it's because of Yuelongyuan's explanation, or if it's because the people of Snow Town are like this, they just smiled and nodded when they saw me come in. Of course, it is also possible that I am familiar with it, and the owner said that I come every day.

There was also a proprietor in the store, who was loose and strong, holding a large felt hat and carrying a cashmere skull, as if he had just returned from hunting in the snow. He grabbed the wine jar with one hand and picked it up, and said, "General Guo, if you come every day, I will be able to drink this daughter red every day." I nodded, knowing that it was because my presence had added such wine to the winery. The boss took us upstairs and led me straight to the trunk - what a good place to look, and I saw the fairy concubine in the snow again. The boss opened three bowls, poured the altar full, and smacked his lips: "Why did you follow General Guo, did you also listen to me say that my daughter is greedy and wants to share mine." ”

The master scooped up the pottery bowl and said: "I Yuelongyuan is in the water town river network, I haven't seen any fine wine? ”

"But the wine in our snow town is so good, it's hot there, and it's hotter than here in eighty towns, and it can't make us taste like this. ”

"Okay, if you really don't accept it, bring your famous wine from Snow Town to me another day, and I'll give you a long insight. ”

The two of them joked with each other and ignored me. They gave me room to continue to explore my inner self, to lean on my trunk and to see the edge of my imagination.

He said what was the memory I had destroyed?

The small building is not high, and the trunk is also cast iron, which is very cold, and I dare not touch it with my hands. But I wanted to see it more clearly, so I couldn't help but stick it on and hold it with both hands. The shadow was so beautiful, obviously wearing such a dull color, but it was so dazzling and scorching, it burned a fire in my heart. But the fire was not hot, and after burning for a while I only felt that it was poisonous. I tried to avoid the poisonous core, but I could only be burned by it. Poison is very unique, it makes me miserable, and then freezes the place I walk through, and puts a crust of ice on my heart. I can't move that heart, even the slightest bit of it will cause it to fall apart, and let this crust of ice peel off and shatter. The ancients and today, the so-called chilling heart, probably so!

At this moment, the woman actually looked back.

I ducked in a hurry, falling backwards in the face of a loser, hiding in the shadows. My hands were stuck to the iron railings, and I couldn't get rid of them, and I couldn't tear them off. I wanted to shout, and I wanted to shut up so that I wouldn't make a sound softer than the snow falling. I want her to see me, and I want her not to see me. I want her back, and I'm afraid she's back. Who is she and who is she?

Her cheeks are pink and picturesque, cherry blossom-colored. The eyes are drenched in water, but they are on fire. The bamboo umbrella was thrown high by her, and a layer of snow spilled on it, causing her to fall into a greater wind and snow than the one around her. The umbrella bones were broken, and the pages of the umbrella flew away, but they could not bear the snow on their heads, and they covered the woman's coat as if they had to cover the skin of the black fox. As soon as the fur was gone, my heart melted, my body became hot, and my hand naturally picked it up. I reached out to her, and she smiled and looked back. The steps are calm, unhurried, generous, and unsubtle, feminine, all elegant, I am reluctant, but she still walks or walks. The umbrella paper covering her body fell, and the black fur came into my eyes again, but it no longer burned me and poisoned me, I only felt nostalgic!

Sorrow is falling.

This sorrow is different from the previous ones, it can only exist in the hearts of teenagers, and it will not cause a little burden to ordinary adults. If you add a name to it, it will be clear, sorrowful!

At some point, a pair of pen and ink was presented to me, and I grabbed it, and without thinking about it, I wrote along the trunk:

The remaining leaves fall in the autumn, and the wind surrounds the iron building, so the people put on a new fur. The case was raised and the eyebrows were not allowed. The sound of birds is sparse, and the voices of people are sad.

When he was young, he was looking for a marquis, and he hated Zeng Tianxiang? Shen Lang's soul was lost in Du Kang's tomb. There are mounds, willows among flowers.

This word card, Tang Duoling, is still untitled. As soon as I finished writing, I found that the ink of the word was also on the trunk around me, some of which were vague and uncertain, and some of which were clearly visible, as if it had been written yesterday. At the end of the table, I sat down beside it, picking up the porcelain bowl and drinking. I got drunk in one sip, as if I had drunk many before I finished the word.

The owner and the boss both leaned forward and brought a small wooden stool to sit with me. The man with the big felt hat was arrogant and said with a smile: "I don't know much about this word, but I know wine! Du Kangzun, doesn't it mean that the people in the word borrow wine to kill their sorrows? After drinking too much wine, they will naturally see the vain flowers and willows and enter the dreamland. ”

The master also pointed out: "The story in this word should be at the end of autumn." This iron building, I'm afraid it's not this pavilion, but a cement building in the world. What we see is just a projection in the general's heart, which has been processed and mixed with many elements, which has exceeded the original meaning. There are also those in the towns and cities that are autumn all year round, so why don't you see the general filling in the words there? It should be that the general's heart is cold, but the old man is wearing a new coat and can't recover it. ”

But this hatred has added fragrance? It means that I have gotten it? Before I put pen to paper and established this fame, she was mine? I have been looking for the marquis too deeply, so I have snubbed this girl? Is this the snow in my heart, or is it the eyes of a woman?

The most poisonous thing is, the black fox Qiu!

Sorrowful, I am independent for the general, with a glass of sorrow into the wine bowl, one bite drunk.

"The shopkeeper. "My voice choked, probably crying.

"In. Said the man in the cashmere scumbag.

"Do I come every day, I am so sad every day, I write every day?"

"Yes. The man stood respectfully and respectfully said, "Daily." ”

"What did I do after that?"

When the general came to his senses, he continued his travels through the towns. The time here is no better than the present world, whether it is pain or happiness, and the story of eighty-one towns is not even the length of a dream—so the general only remembers what he dreamed, but he did not know what his heart was. ”

Do you want to go on your travels, do you want to visit the generals I have longed for?

This turned out to be me, monotonous and repetitive, swayed by the same emotions, indulging in the story of the past, I couldn't get rid of it, so a huge willow was planted in front of Lian Po's mansion! These eighty-one towns are just a paradise for me Guo Qian's self-deception and fantasy.

I held on to the trunk and slowly wiped the pen and ink, erasing the soft or strong words. I hid behind me, poisoned by the woman's gaze, and no matter how beautiful the words were, they were as thin as paper. No matter who she is, whether I still love her or feel guilty, I can't indulge in stories like this anymore.

"General!" the shopkeeper and the owner reached forward, but they couldn't organize.

I jumped down from the trunk, fell into the snow, and after a little steady, I chased after the figure, and ran towards my regrets!

Worried, it seems to have a thousand pounds attached to me, pulling my legs.

But regret and unwillingness to fly, pulling upward, there is 10,000 catties of lift, why are you afraid of its tenfold sorrow?

I ran faster than the wind and snow, as I sang in the song in the book: I am only a general, and I walk like a fly.