(No. 2 will be replaced)

Such a statue of wine, translated with sorrow.

The beautiful woman with beautiful appearance and jade carving and pink makeup has been crazy and crazy since then, and her appearance is miserable.

It's still the peach blossom season.

Looking up, the flowers are blooming, depressed, looking down, the remnants of the petals, enchanting do not exist.

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face are red, and the human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Peach blossoms?

The spring breeze is everywhere, and there are thousands of purples and thousands of reds.

After standing for a long time, she laughed at herself and reached out to close the window.

The spring breeze in the garden is uncertain, the bright red color, the Qi window is locked, and only the fragrance is still there.

This year, she was seven out of twenty.

Six years ago, she stooped down to marry a small businessman, and four years ago, she had a daughter, and since then she has stayed at home only with her husband and daughter.

The flower pavilion window, the golden year, the wind and snow, have long passed away with the wind. Plain clothes and light makeup, sideburns and hairpins, she is simple and simple for other people's wives.

At the time of the sun, the south of the Yangtze River encountered a drought, and the land of Qinhuai encountered a century-old flood, and the plague spread.

Her husband scattered wealth to help the people, and in this year, the imperial court sent the horse as the minister of the Qin Mission, and went south to relieve the disaster.

On the road of panic, she saw the man she hadn't seen for ten years and had missed him.

The man sat on a horse in an official uniform, with deep hairpins and shallow hairpins, gentle and elegant.

Liang Dou, who was sending rice in her hand, fell unconsciously, her tears were like rain, and in an instant, the memories of each one were vivid, as if it was yesterday. I thought I had forgotten it, but when I looked back and said goodbye, I realized that it was unforgettable. Three years of obsessive waiting is really carved into the bone marrow.

The red sun was like a blazing fire, and he rode straight in front of her, not noticing a woman looking at him with tears in her eyes.

She turned around and went back to her room in a daze, and with a "wow" sound, her mouth suddenly fishy sweet, a mouthful of blood spit out, and then another serious illness.

Wen Sheng...... Wen Sheng ...... "In the dream, her lovesickness is undoubtedly displayed.

The moonlight poured down through the carved wooden window, and in the moonlight, one person was babbling on the bed, and the other was holding a wet cloth with frost on his face.

Bu Youruo, Bu Youruo, you have been married to me for six years, are you still thinking about the man named 'Wen Sheng'?

A breeze blew, and the eyes that were staring at her were covered with a layer of tears.

When the family wealth was scattered, she took out the peach blossom picture with her husband behind her back and went to the pawnshop to pawn, but when she got out of the narrow alley, she met the man named Shu Wensheng head-on.

The two stood for a long time, he smiled slightly and stepped forward, and asked first, "How many years have you ...... How are you doing?"

She said that if she will not be lovesick in her life, she will be lovesick, and she will be lovesick......

He said, there is a huge difference between you and me, from now on, don't be lovesick, lovesick and you will never ......

The old love is like a dream, and the desolation is infinite.

She smiled bitterly, her lips twitched, and she stopped talking again, and then she said, "Okay." ”

She stood there for a long time, but she broke the silence with one word, "This painting...... Now that you have seen your master, you will return it to your lordship. When he finished speaking, he handed the picture in his hand to the man.

The man looked at the scroll and stood for a long time, and finally shook his hands to take the picture, "I'm sorry." He said this, with a hidden wound on his face, "You have forgotten such a person...... Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped in the face. Looking up at the person in front of him, he saw that her face was jade white, her black eyes were black, and her body was thin. I couldn't help but feel shocked in my heart, but I smiled and said, "If you say goodbye like this, you won't see you again from now on." ”

She bowed, "Say goodbye today, and make a decision with Jun Yong." After speaking, he turned and left, no longer nostalgic.

fell into the flowers, and in the end, they still didn't have a chance. The hand of the son who once remembered and grew old with the son, but now, it is all in vain, and in the end, it is just the end of the song.

Commenting on the woman's distant figure, he suddenly seemed to fall into the ice water, he didn't move for a long time, his internal organs and six organs were blocked in front of his chest like twisted up, he reached out and pressed his left chest, sadness came from it, he just wanted to cry, but he didn't even dare to flick his tears.

How could he tell her that when he had just left the pavilion, he was beaten by someone sent by his father, "In the future, don't come back." ”

How could she tell her that the emperor forced her family to threaten him to marry Princess Lilly.

Shaking his hands, he looked at the peach blossoms in the painting again.

The flowers are as bright as a brocade screen, and the ink on the picture has long been outdated: in the wind, the flowers smile and leave people's dreams,......

There is another word under the picture, the note is still the same, but it is a calligraphy: when the flower letter comes, the hatred of no one is still like a flower, and it becomes a spring thin, breaking the willow in front of the door. When the day is long, I don't stay with the long, and after the separation, the tears are combined with the wine, and the sleeves are wet.

If Shu Wensheng bears this mind in the future, he will definitely be cut into the sky.

The oath is still in my ears, but my hands are empty. After all, it can't be denied, and the desire for power has long overshadowed the affection for her.

(ENDS)

"Painting Fan"

The moon is full of moons.

The courtyard is like this, and Su Fan sits on the stone. There are maids on the left and right, red sleeves add fragrance, and ink is grinding.

I suddenly heard a voice outside the hospital.

The maid was startled, and Su Fan folded her fan to the ground.

Su Fan flicked his sleeves, and the maids and him could disappear out of thin air.

The courtyard was suddenly silent, except for a folding fan dropped by the maid.

The folding fan fan is white, and there is only one sentence on the face: the young man is still angry......

The penmanship is delicate and the handwriting is elegant.

Turning his gaze, a man and a woman were admitted to the hospital hand in hand.

His daughter is hand-held embroidered shoes.

Su Fan examined, the embroidered shoes inlaid with beads and embroidered gold, not owned by ordinary people.

……

Men and women squatted and hid in the corner, for a long time, listening to the female voice and laughing: "The bright moon is full of buildings, it should be a flower appreciation, when you are walking in the court, you can flee at the end of the world, squatting in the corner, and killing the scenery." ”

Su Fan smiled, and then sighed: This woman is not good.

The man shook the woman's hand and said softly: "Yunyan, I will make you suffer." ”

At this point, it is clear.

It should be that the two eloped and escaped.

The night is like ink, and the bright moon hangs in the sky.

Su Fan was in the dark, watching.

Men and women squatted and hid for a long time, and when they saw that they were safe, they came out.

……

The man has a wide coat and a slow belt, and his hair is tied with a hosta, and he looks good.

The woman is flushed pink and white, like a flower like jade, and looks like a lady.

"Slender beauty, I eloped with Lang overnight. Su Fan shook his head, and the maid on the side covered his mouth and chuckled.

"What are you laughing at. Su Fan raised his face.

The maid's voice was crisp, "There is no one in the world who is unsympathetic than you, and you pity others." ”

Su Fan laughed, "This son is not a careless person. ”

Suddenly, I heard a 'huh'.

Su Fan turned his head to look.

The woman had picked up the folding fan he had dropped to the ground.

It was his favorite thing, but he was negligent.

……

"This fan is exquisitely made. Yun Yan opened the fan and took a closer look, "The fan is so neat that it looks like it just fell here." ”

"Yunyan, this place is not suitable for a long time, let's leave quickly. The man reached for her.

"Hmmm......"

So the two of them left overnight with their burdens.

Seeing the two of them go away, Su Fan appeared.

"Childe, your fan has been taken away. The maid looked distressed, it was his son-in-law's favorite thing, she knew it.

"Forget it......"

……

It's another moonlit night.

Su Fan sang a little song to the full moon.

Guiyun is gone without a trace, where is the early stage?

The maid stood silently on the side.

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