The second cloud of Li Shangyin's "Two Songs of Even Themes": "The clear moon is light according to the slight fragrance and dew, and the small courtyard of the song room is welcome. The spring cong will see the birds, and don't hold the red candle after drinking. The faint fragrance under the clear moon, accompanied by a hazy drunkenness, walked through the night of the small courtyard of the Qufang, and the heart was "wet" by this heaven and earth.

It's really a famous fragrance at night, and the moon is smoky. "Don't hold a red candle after drinking", this sentence is the most triumphant, don't disturb this quiet silence with light, don't scare away this gently floating incense.

In the poet's mind, this fragrant shadow is the most beautiful scenery in heaven and earth, and the most touching power.

Wang Anshi has a poem: "There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone." I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. "This dark fragrance permeates the hearts of men.

Yuhao's love for such a realm is not out of love for incense, but for advocating a fragrant spiritual realm and a personality vane.

"Bamboo light floating inkstone spring clouds live, flowers and lavender clothes afternoon dream light", the so-called "smoke wet my clothes", "mountains and green falls" clouds.

The meaning of the inclusion is: her life melts and ascends in this pure and distant realm, and her heart rises and falls with this endless fragrance, circling.

The figure of the clothes is too hurried, and the soul is also floating in this dark fragrance.

The moral supremacist says: Good incense is used to smoke virtue.

And the artist said: Jiayi is used to smoke the heart.

There is a saying in the Zen Gate: "The road is full of wild flowers, and the birds do not know spring." That's right.

Yuhao looked at the strange scene in front of him, although it was an eye-opener, but he didn't feel strange and afraid.

In the past, he loved the gods who lived in this hatred of the sky, lived in the Chixia Palace, and were in charge of the wind and rain, mountains and rivers.

There is a rule in the Jade Palace that hates the heavens, saying that to be an immortal, you need to destroy the seven emotions and six desires, and those immortals who have cultivated are very difficult, because they are against the natural creation and growth of all things in heaven and earth, so they have to compensate by extinguishing their lusts.

Loving the Master was originally born with spiritual power, and when the chaos of heaven and earth first opened, he was incarnated in the Lingxu Mountain at the end of the sea, and he did not cultivate from the mortal world, so he did not have to pay the price to repay the universe.

Therefore, you can fall in love, marry a wife and have children. Who knew that this love Tuas was still a consistent person.

One day, the gas on the bank of the Ling River was blazing, and the monk was annotating the Taoist "Enlightenment Chapter" in the Chixia Palace, and when he heard about it, he quickly rushed to the rescue, and a red flame beast was fluttering, intending to escape from the fire, opening its bloody mouth, circling, and spewing flames from its mouth from time to time......

Circled for a while, then flew not far away and continued to breathe fire...... in case of escape.

After a sea of fire, he came to a stone archway and spat fire, trying to block the path of his pursuers.

It just so happened that the Linglu Immortal Grass cultivated under this pillar, and she damaged her spiritual power and transformed into a human form to resist it, and she knew that with her weak skill, it was nothing more than hitting a stone with an egg.

But there was a mourning in the hall, and she had to use all her strength to protect it, which was also a good opportunity for testing.

She wanted to go to the palace and call a water god to save her, but the fire was fierce and blocked her way, or she could delay the fire beast herself to prevent it from spewing more fire.

When she was about to swing her sword, she saw a fairy in green clothes shouting to her at the end of the fire, but because of the fierceness of the fire, she couldn't hear it.

When she was anxious, a heroic young man stepped on the waves, and the purple embroidered shoes in mid-air stepped on the clouds, and suddenly said to her: "Go away! You are not the god of water, why don't you leave quickly." ”

"You are?"

"When you encounter fire, what you have to do is to call the water god, not resist yourself, otherwise what is the use of this heavenly palace water god?

Above the vast sea of fire, a young man in green danced, along with the pair of purple embroidered shoes, hanging above the flames, like a burning stake. I saw that the young man was playing the flute, and the flute sound was swirling around the four seas, and the flute was swirling in the sea of clouds, which was actually a flute that attracted rain.

Wake up the river that is far from the world, and the raging river pours down from the sky like a waterfall, and the fire is slightly delayed.

The young man in green only cared about playing the flute, but he didn't think of using spiritual power to protect his body, so he was drenched.

Seeing this, Linglu wanted to use the spiritual power he had cultivated for a hundred years to protect his body, so as not to distract him.

While thinking, she rushed out and nimbly dodged the fireball spewed by the flame beast, and transported her spiritual power to the water god along the side that had just been extinguished.

The water god was closing his eyes tightly, and when it was difficult to exhale while playing the flute, he suddenly felt that his body was unloaded with a thousand pounds of burden, and his body was as light as a swallow.

Slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the sunlight penetrated through the column in front of him, shining countless colorful lights, and the Shenying attendant saw that the little fairy helped him, although it was a small spiritual power, but the method was very ingenious.

After playing a song, the fire was extinguished, and the palace immortals dispersed.

It turned out that in order to help the water god not be impacted by the flood, the Linglu Immortal Grass used its spiritual power to create an air cover for the water god, but because the fire was too fierce and took some time, it exhausted the spiritual power of a hundred years of cultivation.

It is really not easy to cultivate from a small grass to an immortal grass, and it is a wood series elf, which is ten times more difficult than human cultivation to become a god.

Fortunately, this pearl grass is more intelligent than the jade, and he knows that he is a wood immortal, so he has practiced diligently, and in the past five hundred years, he has been able to transform into a human form.

Who knew that after just a hundred years, it could not be transformed into a human form, and it turned back into a grass on the spot under this stone archway.

At the time of the transformation, I saw the back of the young man holding a flute, wearing a green shirt that looked more and more noble and Qinghua, and the vast silver hair was like a snow hill.

The hand that plays the flute Sanskrit is the hand that writes articles and annotates in the Chixia Palace, and the hand that holds the flute to extinguish the fire outside the Chixia Palace, which sets off his posture like that.

After the Red Flame Beast was driven away, he did not forget that under the stone archway, the fairy with long hair fluttering and helping each other with righteousness.

She is so kind and gentle, her skin is better than snow, and she is smart and smart. Since then, he has often walked on the banks of the Western Spirit River, often going to the stone wall beside the Sansheng Stone, wondering if he can meet that fairy again.

In three months, he had been here more than twenty times, and he had not met him once, and he was disheartened, so he sat down against the stone wall and looked at the night sky in a daze.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep...... In the dream, it was as if he was sitting under this stone wall with the fairy and looking up at the starry sky.

When I woke up, I accidentally found that there was a spiritual grass next to me, the strange essence of the grass, but it was a little dry, so I applied water to it, and the grass was moistened by the rain and dew of the love of Tuas, and it was full and moisturized, and it grew taller, and it looked particularly chic in the sunset.

In the years to come, whenever he missed that fairy, he would sit under the stone wall beside the Sansheng Stone and talk to Linglu about his thoughts about her.