When I first saw Chengyun, I was only seventeen years old. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seventeen years old should be the best years of a woman's life, and it is also the best years of my life.

That year, my grandmother held a church meeting at her home to celebrate the founding of the Republic of China and welcome our family reunion.

There were many relatives of officials who had been withdrawn from the Qing Dynasty in the family, and there were also many friends of the family who were very good when my grandfather was here, and many of them were thinking of marrying with our family.

It's not that I don't know, as the eldest daughter of the Liu family's long house, I was born to be trained to be a qualified lady of the long house, and I am destined to accompany my grandmother on behalf of the façade of the Liu family's daughter, but I envy my little sister Han Zhao very much.

The eight or nine-year-old girl is a carefree child, who either plays with a few small members of the family all day long, or mistreats with the two young masters of the Tong family.

There were many people in the house that day, and I still didn't see the little girl in the evening, and when I found her, I found that the girl was lying in the arms of a strange man and fell asleep.

He hugged his little sister, coaxing his own sister, carefully draped her clothes, for fear that the wind would wake her up, I looked at his careful appearance from afar, and suddenly felt as if we had known each other for a long time, it was the first time we met, and then we met many times, but I will always remember the first time we met his sister and I kind smile.

I am fortunate that as a woman who came out of the old era, I don't have to be trained to be a woman who only obeys the three obediences and four virtues, and the female discipline and admonition like other famous ladies, and my father allowed me and my sister to study, fall in love freely, and be a woman living in the new era.

My family was very supportive of my interaction with Cheng Yun, and throughout the year, at the age of seventeen, I sat under the long window of the Zhu Column of the embroidered floor carving "Harmony Liuchun", and often looked at the acacia trees that I planted with Cheng Yun in the distant garden in a daze.

The family got engaged to us, and the Fu family soon sent someone to discuss the matter of marriage, and I hid behind the screen in the inner room of the upper room, and ran to report to me about the situation in the front hall by the little ear of the little sister, and for the first time I was so ashamed that I couldn't raise my head.

It turned out that what my mother said was true, a woman's best years really start with marrying the man she loves. The whole year when I was seventeen years old was the perfect spring of my life.

However, no matter how beautiful spring is, summer will eventually come. My spring only stayed when I was seventeen years old.

A month before our wedding, Cheng Yun said that he needed to go to Shanghai for something, and I vaguely understood what he was doing. In the chaotic world, I also understand very well what kind of ideals he has. Even if I am reluctant, but to be the woman behind him, how can I stop my lover from fulfilling his ideals?

Cheng Yun said that he would come back soon, three days at most, he said so firmly, I stood on the platform of Nanjing Railway Station, looking at his warm face as jade, and my bowels were soft for a while. It was the first time we separated since we fell in love, and by accident, we didn't think it would be goodbye.

When the news reached the embroidery building, I was sitting in the early morning sky embroidering my wedding dress, stitch by stitch, which was all the sorrow of a woman.

In the third year after Cheng Yun's death, the acacia tree we planted together in the back garden bloomed, and I stood on the embroidery floor and looked at the pale red flowers in the distance, and suddenly a poignant legend from a long time ago came to mind.

It turns out that the acacia tree was first called the bitter love tree, and it does not bloom. According to legend, there was a talented show who studied hard for ten years and was ready to enter Beijing to take the exam. Before leaving, his wife Fan pointed to the bitter tree in front of the window and said to him, "If you go here, you will be able to go to high school." It's just that the capital is dazzling, don't forget the way home! Xiucai promised to leave, but he has not been heard from since.

The pink fan looked forward to it at home, waited and waited, Qingsi turned gray hair, and did not wait for her husband's figure. When the end of life was approaching, the pink fan dragged her sick and weak body, struggled to come to the bitter tree that confirmed her and her husband's vows, and made a heavy vow with her life: "If the husband changes his mind, from now on, let this bitterness bloom, the husband is the leaf, I am the flower, the flower is not old, the leaf does not fall, the life is not the same, the world is happy at night!" "After that, he died of exhaustion. In the second year, all the bitter trees really bloomed, pink and soft, like a small fan hanging all over the branches, and with a faint fragrance, but the flowering period was very short, only one day. And all the leaves are actually blooming with the flowers, and Xie Laichen is twilight. From then on, there was only acacia in the world, and there was no bitterness.

Sometimes I think that if it were a choice between him living and changing his mind, I would rather he just change his mind, so that at least he is still alive in some corner of the world, but thinking about it like this, I also feel like crazy.

In the years that followed, there were many things happening in the family, my grandmother died a few years later, the family was divided, the third uncle went to Shanghai, the second uncle moved to Huiyuan, and only me, my father, mother and little sister were left in the huge house.

Our family is harmonious with Lele, and the little sister is still naughty, but she has gradually grown into a sensible big girl.

At that time, I thought that it would be good if I lived with my parents and family like this for the rest of my life, and it would be lively.

But that kind of stable life is only a few years. The family is getting worse and worse than before, and my father wants to use the little sister's apprenticeship banquet to get the family together again, so he followed Mr. Yaoshan's suggestion and asked me and my little sister to go to Ningyuan to visit his master, Mr. Gu Rulin, Gu. Who would have thought that this is where everything began.

The day I first met Gu Rulin, I knew that the man in front of me was definitely not known to the outside world, he wore golden eyes, and looked like a scholar who was accustomed to learning Chinese and Western cultures, but I still saw the desire in his eyes at a glance, the kind of lust for power, how could a pair of golden eyes hide it?

In the months that followed, my suspicions were confirmed.

If it weren't for Mu Bo's anonymous letter, I would probably never have anything to do with Gu Rulin in my life, right? It's a pity that providence always loves to make people, providence said, the man in front of him has an inseparable relationship with Cheng Yun's death, what reason can I sit still?

So, taking advantage of his own good feelings for me, we started dating. I am twenty-five years old, long past the years of children's love, after Cheng Yun's death, I was even more heartbroken, and I couldn't make any ripples, but in order to find the truth, I had to lie to my family that I loved him, and even made a fuss about marrying him. I've lost my mind, I've gone crazy once for the sake of Chengyun, and now I'm mad a second time to avenge him.

I watched myself say those words involuntarily, making a fuss about the chickens and dogs jumping at home, and for the first time I felt unreasonable, but the basket had already been stabbed, so I couldn't help but take it back, I could only make mistakes again and again, and walk into the trap I dug by myself, and I couldn't turn back.

My father and mother persuaded me, my second uncle scolded me, and even my aunt beat me for the first time, but among all of them, I am probably the most sorry for my little sister Hanzhao. She was originally a child, and she was scared enough when she encountered Minister He's unprovoked courtship, but in the end, she was dragged down by me.

I can't imagine that there was a moment when our sisters looked at me sadly and asked if I really liked Gu Rulin? Seeing that my little sister, who had been giggling in front of me since childhood, became silent overnight, I really wanted to rush up and tell her that my sister didn't like him, and that my sister just wanted to find out the truth and seek justice for me in the past seven years, but I couldn't, and I didn't want to. Gu Rulin is not a true gentleman, how good can his son be? As I thought about it, I felt like I was doing the right thing. The little sister is in pain at this time, and it is better than regretting it when she finds out his true colors in the future.

But yes, I was wrong.

In the following days, I didn't see her smiling face anymore, the people in the family didn't go one after another, and the decline of the Liu family seemed to be a foregone conclusion in an instant.

The father said that he wanted to send his little sister out, and at first, the father hoped that she would go to Hong Kong with Mr. Yaoshan, but this idea was quickly broken. Minister He, who came to our house at the beginning, visited us again, and I still don't understand what he said behind closed doors with my father, but after that, my father told me that it was the best choice for my little sister to marry the He family. It was also from that day on, although I didn't want to admit it, that I also began to realize that the fate of her life was rewritten by me, who was my sister, after all. And although Gu Shaoqing is not like his father, his fate with Ah Zhao only ends here.

For a long time later, the osmanthus flowers in the family bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed, and the family that was once so noisy gradually dispersed after all.

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

In this life, I have gone on like this after all...... (To be continued.) )