Chapter Twenty-Three: Water Doesn't Flow, Flowers Don't Bloom
More than 300 people from the upper and lower levels of the family came to see each other off, and the scene was so huge that they stood all over the street. Everyone is very happy, Jirui's mother and Xiuyun's mother are full of joy and sorrow, and the sisters who grew up together have a trace of worry while wishing......
The palace car drove all the way to the empty and unmanned Huadian outside the city, and the lush green seemed to have a dense atmosphere, and I felt that the palace car had flown up......
I saw cranes hovering in the sky of Jinling City...... It turns out that the red walls and bricks in this city are all so majestic.
The four fairies flew to the realm of love like flying around the palace car, and saw that this place was like a ghost secret realm without living souls.
If you think that the Heavenly Realm of Love will be a real kite flying and fish leaping, birds singing and flowers flying, then you are wrong.
The daughters see more of a world where water does not flow and flowers do not bloom.
After passing through another place, the autumn colors here are thick, and it seems to be the most beautiful time for the autumn scenery in the love sky.
As depicted in Huang Gongwang's "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map":
The water color of the slope bank on both sides, the distant mountains are faint, and then the mountains are undulating and the peaks compete for strangeness in the distance, and then the vast river and the water and sky are the same color.
At the rear, the peak is protruding and far away. The dense jungle in the mountains is dotted with some thatched pavilions, and there are fishermen fishing on the water, and the meeting between the mountains and the water is dense.
I can only use "the autumn mountains are green, and the lakes are jade" to describe the scene in front of you.
But if you look closely, there is still no feeling of wind and water shaking......
After passing through another place, there is no longer the emerald green, and it can be said that it is bleak.
There is a slope in the front, there are five sparse trees on it, and the leaves are all off.
In the middle, and then up is a trace of distant mountains.
If the air is calm and relaxed, lonely and high.
There are no green leaves on the trees, no birds in the mountains, no traces on the road, no sail shadows in the water, rubbing with a dry pen, it seems to be illusory.
As the so-called prosperity is gone, all the hustle and bustle is gone, and all the persistence and restlessness are gone.
On this day, the daughters went to Qinghe Garden to play, first tea and then wine.
Walking together into a stone cave.
I saw that the beautiful trees were verdant, the strange flowers were splendid, and a clear stream flowed from the depths of the flowers and trees under the stone gaps.
A few steps further, gradually to the north, flat and wide, both sides of the flying building plugged in, carved embroidered sills, all hidden in the col between the branches.
Look down at it, but see the green stream of jade, the stone piercing the clouds, the white stone is the column, the pond is surrounded by the marsh, the stone bridge is three ports, and the beast face is spitting.
There is a pavilion on the bridge, and there are twelve women practicing drama on the pavilion, the flute rhyme is melodious, and the singing is tactful.
One of them was dark green, the other was pink green, embroidered with colorful phoenix flowers, and the people danced there with their sleeves.
The beauty of the imagery of the water sleeves swirled and flewβ
It has a unique freehand nature of Chinese art.
One is handsome and gentle, the other is elegant and clean.
Singing and chanting:
"Dreaming back to the warbler, the chaotic years are all over. People set up a small courtyard and a deep courtyard. β
"Burn out the smoke, throw away the residual embroidery thread, and this spring is like last year?"
Shuying heard it clearly and clearly, but she was also very emotional, so she stopped and listened carefully:
"Xiaolai looks at the plum pass, and the makeup is broken. β
"You are wearing Yichun buns on your side. β
"It's constant, it's messy, it's boring. β
Shuying nodded unconsciously and sighed to herself: "It turns out that this is the lyrics of "Dream" in the excerpt of Kunqu Opera "Peony Pavilion", and this Kunqu Opera in the fairy world has a unique artistic conception. Why didn't we appreciate the beauty of Kunqu opera in the 21st century? Maybe Kunqu opera has already declined in that era. "Thinking about it, I regret that I shouldn't be distracted.
"The gods are amorous, Pengshan is far away, and they are affectionate. β
"The root of love has no life and death, and I see that the end is together. β
"The dust is handsome, and the interest is more eternal. β
"It's not like a mortal dream, joys and sorrows, grace and love are always empty. β
I thought to myself: "It turns out that the drama of "The Palace of Eternal Life" is very compatible with this love realm, and it is very interesting. β
I don't feel my heart shake......
Drunk......
Suddenly, I remembered that in the poem of the ancients the day before yesterday, there was a sentence "A leaf leaves, a sound, and the empty steps drip to the light";
In the words, there is a sentence of "flowing water and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth";
It is also the sentence "The flowers fall and the water flows red, and there are thousands of sorrows" in "The Legend of the West Chamber" that I just saw:
They all remembered for a moment and gathered in one place.
Carefully pondering the author's state of mind, I didn't feel heartache and tears......
"I'm a female Jiao'e, not a man, why do I wear a yellow silk around my waist and a straight shirt?"
"He beat me, scolded me, talked about me, laughed at me. I don't want to become a Buddha, I don't recite the Buddha Prajnapara!"
"Hate only the monks and laymen who lie, where are the world's gardens and trees and Buddhas?"
"Where is the Buddha of Light with Branches and Leaves?"
"Where is the quicksand Buddha on both sides of the rivers and lakes?"
"Where are the 840,000 Buddhas?"
"But why did you have a fate to meet, and it was difficult to meet Fengluan?"
I listened to "The Story of the Sea of Evil" again, and there is a metaphor for this sea realm of evil and the realm of love......
Sitting alone at the end of the sky, secretly distracted......
Here Yige also listens to the drama here, savoring the charm of the eight words "like a beautiful flower, like a year of flowing water......
Because of drunkenness, I feel that my eyes are soft and weak, and I am tired for a while, and I want to take a nap.
Came to the bedroom in a daze. As soon as I arrived in the room, there was a fine sweet fragrance......
I fell asleep in a trance, wandered leisurely, and arrived at one place.
But I saw the jade building of Zhulan, the green trees and clear streams, the people did not meet, and the dust was rare......
The song rejoiced in his dreams......
He clapped his hands and thought, "This place is so interesting! It would be nice if I could live here with my beloved!"
In his thoughts, he heard a song behind the mountain:
Autumn Fragrance
When the song is on the swing.
Tears melt the sleeves.
The galaxy crosses Dunhuang Road at night.
The shadows of the trees are through the wind.
Blowing the remnants of the painting corner wind lift.
from the breakup.
The galaxy is wrinkled at night.
The wind leaves are jealous.
When I heard it, it was a girl's voice.
Before the song stopped, I saw a beautiful woman coming out of there, and when she walked, she was stumbling and her clothes fluttering......
The body exudes a faint musk orchid, and the smile is sweet and moving, like a plum blossom in the snow......
His hair was in a bun as high as flying sky, as if he had seen it somewhere......
I was busy with joy, and when I looked at it, it turned out to be Sister Shuying!
He smiled and asked, "Why is my sister here?"
Shuying smiled: "This is the Love Heaven Realm. β
"It turns out that it's away from the sky, and it's cold in the high places, and I've never been here, does my sister feel cold?"
"I'm not cold, can I come here?"
When he heard the song, he was very happy, so he played together, and there were three big characters written on it, and the Tao was "Immortal Division".
Across the shadow of the flower scars and trees, dozens of steps away, there is a palace, and the palace gate is open.
Entering the cabinet with golden red sandalwood, looking at the many albums placed in it, open it and take a look:
Suddenly, the pear blossom rain began to rain all over the sky, and I couldn't help but be fascinated by the colorful flowers falling in the mountains and forests from a distance......
There is a Yunying tree in the sky reflected in the morning glow, and a son sat below, quietly tending to the flowers and plants.
Narrator: A woman dressed in white is making tea and boiling water with a dress.
The tea mist is curling, and the smoke is misty, so it is not pleasant.