The twenty-twenty-eighth infatuation

He walked into the courtyard, came to the door of the stone house, and said loudly, "May I ask anyone?" and called several times, but no one answered. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info waited for a long time, but no one came.

He looked at it, and inside the door was a hall room, and a large landscape painting was hung on the front wall, but there were two inscriptions on it: "Unforgettable kindness and unforgettable you, only for love, only for truth".

There was something strange in his heart, and he involuntarily walked in. On the left is the bedroom, and on the right is the study. Walking into the study, there are no numbers and paintings hanging on the wall, two tall bamboo bookshelves are also full of books and picture scrolls, and there is a big bamboo bookcase by the window. There is a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the case. He slowly admired the poems and paintings on the wall, which were all affectionate, some resentful, some amorous, and there was only one woman in the painting.

Looking at it, he seemed to see the frost, and the Mu Mu who knew and fell in love with her appeared in front of him, unconsciously picked up the pen and paper on the bookcase, and drew one after another, but the paintings were all frost, shy frost, laughing frost, thin anger frost, feigned frost, pitiful frost, all kinds of expressions, all kinds of postures, one by one on the paper, not enough, and painted a picture of her and herself galloping together, inscribed with a small poem;

"Skimming the waters,

nest-seeking swiftlet,

Yunshan remembers that they met,

Poor step on the branches,

The cold forest is deserted.

People across the river,

Suspicion of the forbidden hospital.

The soul is full of autumn.

The water flow is not about love,

Qingxi is empty, and people are resentful. ”

After writing, he threw his pen and laughed, and suddenly began to cry bitterly. He has been thinking deeply about his feelings for frost for a long time, but he can't talk about it, and today's scene can't help but make him feel tender.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly heard a person say faintly: "Things are people, and everything is resting, and tears flow first." ”

When Long Jing hurriedly raised his head to try to tears, he saw an old man standing at the door of the study looking at him, the old man was wearing a robe, his body was slender, he looked like a clear man, a pair of old eyes were still bright and bright, and his white beard fluttered on his chest.

"Young man," said the old man, "what are you crying about?"

Long Jing smiled embarrassedly, did not answer his words, and hurriedly gave a salute: "Xiaosheng Lu Longjing, I have no intention of breaking into the immortal residence of my predecessors, and my presumptuousness is incomparable, and I only hope that my predecessors will be lonely." ”

The old man had already walked to the desk, picked up the picture of Longjing Frost and Horse galloping, and said, "Let me see, are you crying for this?"

looked at it, and read in a low voice: "'The soul of the heart is turning in autumn, the water and flowers are not in love, and the clear stream is empty and people are resentful'." What a 'word resentment'. He looked down at the portrait of Frost again, looked up and said to Long Jing: "Come on, come on, you and I will slowly taste tea and talk about it, how about it?"

Long Jing and the old man sat opposite each other in the hall, and the old man used a small stove to make tea, and said, "This is Fenglu tea." I don't eat Longjing and Lao Junmei, the tea is not clear. This maple dew tea is refreshing, sweet and not astringent. ”

Long Jing also smiled and said, "This maple dew tea is even cooler and sweeter if it is brewed with the snow water of the old year. ”

The old man looked up at him: "The little brother is also a master of tea. I should have done my best to serve tea for you, but unfortunately the snow water that the old man had stored in the old years had been drunk a few days ago, and this year's snow water had only been picked in half of the jar, and it had not yet entered the ground. It seems that it will not be used this time. However, this water is also ground water from a small spring in the mountains, and it is so cool that it is barely usable. ”

Long Jing smiled: "The seniors are polite. It's a little bit of a big talk. As he spoke, the old man had boiled water and made tea, and handed him a cup.

Long Jing hurriedly stood up and took it with both hands, smacked it gently, and couldn't help but praise: "Good tea." ”

The old man smiled proudly: "This is also the old man's unique skill, the same thing, the old man makes it better than others." After taking a few sips, the old man suddenly changed the topic and suddenly said, "That girl is your little lover." ”

"Old-timers. Long Jing blushed.

"Excuse me?" the old man smiled: "Actually, I heard you shouting in my yard, but I was collecting medicine in the back mountain." Wait for me to come down the mountain, you wait at the door, I wait, just to see what you will do. I find you to be a young man with deep affection. ”

He turned his head to look at the painting on the wall, and muttered the sentence on it: "'Unforgettable kindness and unforgettable you, only for love, only for truth'. I think back then, I also had a touching relationship, and the two of us loved more than the gods. Alas, it's a pity that she died, leaving me with endless thoughts. ”

Long Jing listened to his words, thinking about the women in the painting, and couldn't help but feel even more heartbroken for the old man in front of him, so he said: "Xiaosheng admires that girl, and she also loves Xiaosheng, but now because of a little misunderstanding, I am looking for her everywhere, but I haven't found it yet." Come to think of it, we haven't seen each other in some days. ”

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," the old man comforted him, "The girl is a little stingy, you just let her go, don't play with her." He smiled, "Men, you should be generous." What's more, a man's self-esteem is worth nothing in front of the beloved woman. ”

Long Jing nodded and said, "Xiaosheng understands." ”

"Do you know my name?" asked the old man again.

"I want to ask the old man for his name?"

"My surname is Xu, and my single name should be the word 'idiot'. The old man said faintly: "Infatuated idiot." ”

"Idiot?" Long Jing was a little stunned.

"Not bad. The old man solemnly repeated: "Infatuated infatuation." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the two lines in the painting.

Long Jing also looked at it, and muttered in his mouth: "Unforgettable kindness, unforgettable you, only for love, only for truth!" Suddenly, his heart lit up, and he understood everything.

Yes, infatuation, infatuation!

It is not easy for anyone in the world to learn the word "idiot". Because "stupidity" and "stupidity" are different, only those who are obsessed with swords can practice exquisite swordsmanship, and only those who are infatuated with love can get the true feelings of their lovers. These things will not be understood by people who are not stupid.

Stupidity is not ridiculous, because only the most affectionate people can learn the word "stupid".

Infatuation, infatuation!

After a long while, Long Jing said, "Xiaosheng understands. Thank you for your advice. ”

Xu Idiot smiled: "Thank you, I'm just teaching you how to please girls." ”

"Xiaosheng took his leave. ”

said that after Mai Xiaobao and Long Jing broke up, they searched along the riverside, and sure enough, they saw Ding Jue standing on the bank, facing the river, and he didn't know what he was thinking. His heart tightened, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Don't! Ding Jue, don't do this." He hurried over.

Ding Jue turned around and saw that it was Xiaobao, and said coldly: "Don't come here." Otherwise, I'll jump right away. ”