Li Dawei followed the direction of the guide, and indeed found a high-rise building, only the stairs winding up.

It's all here, how can there be no reason, climb high and look far away, enjoy the beautiful scenery, it is a pleasing thing.

Climbing up the stairs, the mood is inexplicably better.

The small wooden structure is still relatively sturdy, and there is no squeaky tooth sore sound. At the top is a platform with a pavilion in the middle. The night of the bright moon is a good place to drink wine and write poetry, uh no, it is a good place to drink wine and barbecue.

It's twilight, and the sunset is still nostalgic and refuses to leave.

There's already someone upstairs, huh? Looking at the back, with long hair and shawls, fluttering clothes, and a graceful figure, she should be a beauty.

There is actually wine next to it, oh, the cake seller, this woman is heroic enough.

Li Dawei deliberately aggravated the footsteps, but the other party only looked at the railing, as if he was full of concerns. How can this situation and this scene be 'endowed with a poem': 'Leaning on the dangerous building with a fine wind, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, gloomy sky. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no one who will rely on his will. I plan to get drunk with the madness, and I sing about the wine, and the strong music is tasteless. The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi. ’

The figure of the woman in front of her shook violently and slowly turned around.

", little pepper" Li Dawei saw the other party's appearance clearly, and immediately turned around to escape.

Sima Yanran screamed, "Stop", and then 'snapped', listening to the movement was to shake her whip.

"Hehe, Miss Sima misunderstood, I saw that you didn't have much wine, girl, and I wanted to help you add some wine." Li Dawei smiled.

"No need, come here."

"This is not good, it is getting late, this black light is blinding, lonely men and widows are alone, I am afraid that it will hinder Miss Sima's reputation."

"Hmph, don't make excuses, I was deceived by you last time, but I didn't expect you to fall into the net today."

Li Dawei wondered: "Where did I lie to you?" Do you think I didn't say that last time? ”

"Hmm... You, Flim Flam! ”

"I've been wronged, eldest lady, those are all my heartfelt words, every sentence is sincere, full of real gold."

Playing with character, Li Dawei is not an opponent, but he is playing tricks, and the decades of training in his previous life are all 1V50+, and Sima Yanran is not at the same level.

"You... What is the name of the Fu you just made, it is not neat for the battle, and the content is not appropriate. ”

"Well, this is a genre I created myself, called 'words', also known as long and short sentences." Li Dawei said in his heart, you won't anyway, as for the content, I just memorized it, isn't it normal if it's not appropriate? asked rhetorically: "I don't know which sentence Miss Yanran thinks is inappropriate?" ”

"That's a lot. Is this a 'dangerous building'? It's summer, where does the 'spring sorrow' come from? ”

"Uh~ It seems that Miss Yanran's understanding has been deviated. The height of the building is 'dangerous', and 'spring sorrow' does not refer to the 'spring' day, but to the heart of a girl. ”

“... What you say makes sense," Sima Yanran nodded. Sima Yanran suddenly paused, and her willow eyebrows were upside down: "Huh? You're making fun of me 'Huaichun'"

Li Dawei's hand that was about to wipe his sweat shook and shouted, "It's wronged." It is said that 'girl's feelings are spring' as delicate as spring rain and as fickle as spring"

Sima Yanran sneered and said: "Clever tongue, you make another song"

Li Dawei sighed mentally, this level was temporarily passed, and slowly walked to the railing a few meters away from Sima Yanran.

With a light sigh, he raised his head at a fifteen-degree angle behind his back and said in a desolate and sad tone: "I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the comers after." Thinking of the world and the world, I was alone and wept. ”

The voice was sad, as if it contained infinite grief and emotion.

Sima Yanran was silent for a while, and said, "Would you like to write another song for me?" ”

Well?

Maybe Sima Yanran didn't even know her tone, and her tone changed.

This is simple, you don't need to make a poem in seven steps, just put it in three steps: "Go up to the west building alone without a word, and the moon is like a hook." Lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock Qingqiu. Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful. Don't just have a general taste in mind. ”

Girlish feelings are always poetry.

This poem is the famous article of Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and it is about parting sorrow, but as long as it is 'sorrow', it has a long aftertaste, and you can taste it slowly with your heart. Different people have different experiences, and different things are tasted.

Sima Yanran was completely immersed in it. When she woke up from this song of 'meeting joy', she found that there were still people around. Sima Yanran knew that she had been 'fooled' again, and gritted her teeth and said, "You little thief, you lied to me again"

After speaking, I didn't know what to think, the corners of my mouth were slightly upturned, and I smiled.

Shaoqing, his brows furrowed again, and he muttered in his mouth: "Go up to the West Building alone without a word... Don't just have a general taste in mind. ”

Li Dawei 'fled' downstairs, and it was already dark. The city lord's mansion was feasting, and this area was full of lanterns, and countless slaves shuttled during the period, bringing all kinds of food and wine.