The golden wind and jade dew, the mustard fragrance is lush. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info late autumn wind falls on the plane tree, the clouds turn over the rain, the scroll is curved and the clouds are flowing. The night was bleak and dewy, and the mist was full of mountains and mountains. The night is dark and the wind is high, the palace wall is desolate among the grass and trees, and the gilded tiles are broken and difficult to complete. The night is as cool as water, flashy nine turns, and the lonely lamp is sung.

Zhang Wenning sat alone in the Star Picking Pavilion, slender jade holding the golden bottle of residual wine, and tasted it lightly. The bleak autumn wind blew the warm wine seal on his face, and he was drunk. The frost and wind gusted, and I couldn't help but wrap my clothes tightly.

The starlight outside the iris dreads the sky, rubbed his eyes and yawned, a smoke-blue curl swayed to the ground, and he went out of the Xuan alone without food, the autumn was not as deep as the first min, and the cold wind was sober a lot.

The little maid held the auspicious concubine lotus step through the flower corridor to pick the stars, but there was no peach outside to press the branches, and it was a year of autumn. "I don't know if this is another eventful autumn...", he only raised his eyes, glanced at a shadow of Na, lightly brushed his sideburns and went to say goodbye.

The concubine whispered softly before she met, "Sister is okay lately?" ”

Zhang Wenning drank a few glasses in a row, and the warmth of drunkenness came to his heart. The sound lingers in the ears, the apricot eyes are suddenly paused, the figure of the beautiful woman is graceful, the beauty is longitudinal, soft and delicate like a sparkling wave, sparkling and elegant. The shadows of the trees are mottled, the eyelashes are shining, and the jade fingers are slightly drunk. Lightly covering the water lips slightly raised, the hibiscus was warm, and the sandalwood mouth was lightly opened, "The noble Zhang family of this palace has not been in the palace for a long time, and I don't know which little master my sister is, forgive me." ”

Zhang Weng Ning held on to the wine glass and swayed slowly, and replied, "If you come, sit down, it's boring to be alone, this wine, warm up, just drink a few glasses when you come." As he spoke, Zhang Wenning called Caiyun to bring a wine glass and filled it for her.

Concubine Xiang only listened to the sound of the pelican, and Jing Chengrong smiled on her lips, "Mo Yuqing." Dafang appealed to her, "Sister call Sister Yuqing!" For the first time, Concubine Xiang revealed her name to outsiders, and she smiled. Sitting down, Luo Luo generously took the wine and took a sip, "Sister, this wine is good." ”

Xiang Concubine's powder covered her eyebrows like picturesque, and her long skirt was half-covered with cloud sleeves. lowered his eyes and covered his forehead, "They say, a drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, I don't know, it's credible or not." Now in the palace, the concubine doesn't like it at all. The undercurrents of all parties are surging, but it is not as good as when the concubine first entered the palace, Yingying Yanyan sang and laughed. ”

The night of the heavenly steps is as cool as water, and the glowing fire is fluttering with fireflies. The Qionghua tree is full, and the wind and dust are light and the silver yarn is messy. The wine is full, it has been drunk, Gu Yunhe, but it is a good meaning. Zhang Weng Ning said slowly: "Now in this palace, the queen is the leader of the sixteen palaces in the east and west, the two concubines and the four concubines are missing, and the concubines also jump to the concubine position, and there is no peace in this palace." "The hazy moonlight pours on the vermilion wood of the star-picking tower, and the autumn mist of the mountains is misty and ethereal. Zhang Weng Ningyu held the golden cup in her hand and said to Xiang Concubine, "Since Sister Yuqing likes this wine, then get drunk and rest!" After speaking, I drank it all, and the drunkenness came to my heart, and I was slightly sad.

Relying on the railing, the moth eyebrows are lightly dyed with sorrow, the green feather eyelashes are in a trance, and the gestures are still beautiful. The stars are the heavens, such as the trance of the fireflies. Concubine Xiang was overwhelmed by the wine, but took a few more sips. In the confusion, there were a few wine stains on the brocade clothes and embroidered clothes, and the yellow finches were dripping. Laughing, "Once drunk... Well said, there is wine today and drunk today, and today's sad intestines are broken today. ”

Xiang Concubine followed Yu and then sighed, and the words "No peace... But I don't care, since I entered the palace, I am a small character who is not favored, and I have always been safe and clean. Compared to you, I'm just a very idle 'idler'. "The smile is colorful, and the appearance is pitiful.

The west wind remnants the candle, the agarwood curls through the tulle of autumn, and how much the west wind hates sing. Oh, she's still as innocent as ever. The palace is unpredictable, and the smoke of gunpowder has dissipated, is she really sad and lamentable? She was in a hurry and drunk, and she was so drunk that her face was red. She shook her glass and sprinkled a spread of wine, and it was hard to collect the wine if it was covered with water and spilled on the wine table. Zhang Wenning's eyes were blurred at her, and he said, "You should still be naïve, hahahaha...... As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea, how can you be idle in this palace? It's all right, it's just what you see now. As he spoke, Zhang Wenning picked up the wine glass and poured it into his body, this wine was heartwarming......

The evening is a burst of crying, looking at Your Excellency, the rippling clear waves reflect the shadow in the distance. In the distance, the palace lights are like day, and I don't know how these concubines spend this lonely night? The flowers on the side are extremely beautiful, and she has no intention of appreciating it, and she has no intention of thinking about her words.

Concubine Xiang pounced on the case, vague and slow, "My sister's heart is incomprehensible, she just needs to be herself, or she will get it..."

The autumn wind blows the withered leaves yellow, blows the people haggard, and the warm wine smokes the wind. The night was dark and the wind was high, and only the two of them were drinking in the Star Picking Pavilion. Listening to her muttering, I was about to answer her, but I saw her like a deflated balloon, lying on Jiuzhuo with a blushing face. I smiled brightly, my face was as red as hers, and my ears were burning and hot. The autumn wind blew, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, she was thinly dressed, took off her coat and draped it over her, without saying a word, and disappeared on the quiet path......

The flickering stars and the lights complement each other, like a shock, regardless of the appearance of the cultivator, and fall asleep in a daze. The smell of wine makes people drunk, so drunk and dreaming of death, I'm afraid that Yihe will blame him if he knows it. Always mentioning, like sleeping with a good dream, smiling. Another gust of autumn wind brought some wonderful rhythm, frowned up, but unusually cold, Bai Yi was rubbing her eyes, but a piece of clothing quietly slipped off, is it hers? He tried to regain his senses, but he couldn't remember, so he sighed, took the little maid, and set out on the way home. Looking back at the Star Pavilion, is it a dream? It was like a dream. She grabbed her coat and staggered away.

After all, she fell in love with the wrong person, forgetting that he was a ruthless emperor on the top, and lowered her head and muttered to herself, saying that she would be a couple for a lifetime, why, why...... A drink cup was sprinkled, and then the cup fell to the ground, fragments were splashed, and the river of tears was sad, she got up and looked at the majestic palace, whispering alone, I don't know how many surviving people were injured in the palace, and how many good years were buried.

Hearing it, the road, in the past, Chang'an was full of fireworks, but now if the city is also prosperous, it will not be the past, and things are not people.

The night is dark, the lights are faintly extinguished, the stars are dim, and the moon is dark......

Glass after glass of wine, but how can you solve your worries. The moonlight shines through the gazebo, and Yiren's face is drunk. The stars flash away, hidden in the dust, invisible, the brightness of the moon, the visible memory, the cool of the breeze, the repentance that can be heard, the song of the night cicadas, and the oath that can be proven.

Laughing at himself, he said, yes, invisibly, the two of them thought that they were strangers, but they were delusional as before, sad and sad, unwilling but powerless to change.