Flowers are like a dream, the breeze and the beautiful woman fall into a dream, the moon is on the window lattice, the second half of the night suddenly rains hazy, the night wind is swaying, blowing down a place of flowers and branches, drizzle, entangled ambiguous.

The morning light was faint, the rain faded, and under the light of the mist, a few figures faintly swayed in the half-mile pavilion in the suburbs.

Banli Pavilion is close to Taoxi Ferry, not to mention there are more than ten years of history, the years have eroded the original color of the pavilion between the clouds and clouds, and now, the dim vermilion, the light gray of the decadent Tang Dynasty, accompanied by the scenery of late spring, seems to be telling the prosperity that has ended, and the upcoming parting.

In the mountains, the sound of the piano lingering for three days came, and the passers-by at the foot of the mountain were surprised, looking for the sound, and saw a red-robed man sitting on the bluestone, and caressing the piano to the pine. The carved paulownia guqin is placed on the lap, the long fingers of white jade fly up and down between the strings, the red lips are slightly opened, a few petals of red plum flutter down, and the wide placket, like a celestial person.

"Brother Xiao is so Yaxing." The young man in the green shirt went to the mountain path, stepped on the dew, the green shirt was elegant, and his voice was elegant like water and song, like the spirit of the mountain.

The morning light seemed to have no intention of giving her a layer of light-colored gold edges, and she looked more and more clear and remarkable, and the narrow eyebrows and eyes that were raised innocently added a little more charming.

This is a small village in the mountains, and Wangshui Lake just across the water, the lake is crossed by nine curved bridges, the boat is drawn, the green water and red carp are around outside the hook fence, and a lotus leaf is growing vigorously.

The water of Biqing Lake spreads directly to the willow embankment on the other bank. The thin water is low, the murmuring rhyme, and the beauty of the south of the Yangtze River is instantly interpreted.

"If there are small words that can accompany me to pour wine and grind for it, it will be a good thing." Xiao Yuzi finished a song, smiled, like thousands of trees and pear blossoms.

Wash your hands in a copper plate where the roses are soaked in water and wipe them off with a white cotton cloth.

"How long does Brother Xiao plan to stay in this villa?" Lin Chaoge looked into the distance, the mountain shape was white, and the egret flew up the river.

With a little disapproval, it was a month since she left Luoyang, and the start of school in Chang'an was scheduled for the beginning of September, and she had to do it before the end of August in advance.

The fog in the mountains has not dissipated, and everywhere under the eyes is white, and the dark blue peaks that are faintly visible are rising, and several egrets are soaring into the air.

"There is no time in the mountains."

"Xiao Yanyan feels tired of seeing the scenery in the mountains." Xiao Yuzi's white fingers plucked a few strings, making a clanging and piercing sound.

"It's just that I feel that I've been in this villa for too long, but I miss the bustling avenue of the market, I'm also a layman, I can't help but like the place where the fireworks are thick, although this place is good, but there is a little less smell of fireworks in the world, but it's not suitable for me." Lin Chaoge unintentionally broke off the nearest half-moon red, put it in the palm of his hand and played with it, lowering his eyes.

She explained, but I don't know if he will stay a few more days or choose to leave, she didn't think about leaving alone, but she was penniless, and there was no transportation, it was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and the hero was planted on a penny.

"That being the case, we might as well pack up our things and leave later, but I'm just curious why Xiao Yanyan is in such a hurry to leave, could it be someone who is concerned about Chang'an." Xiao Yuzi teased a few words, but there was no smile in her eyes.

didn't ask too much, and agreed, but Lin Chaoge was a little surprised, but for a moment, he quickly covered it up.

"Brother Xiao is too worried, it's approaching the day of school in Chang'an, I just want to arrive early, and my sweetheart is not in Chang'an, but in Luoyang. Lin Chaoge tugged at the corners of his mouth and said a little self-deprecatingly.

The title of Broken Sleeve is that she has to carry it to the grave even if she dies.

Throwing away the flower branch in his hand, the hem of the cloud embroidered clothes shone as he walked, saying that it had been more than a week since the envelope had been delivered, and I didn't know if it had been delivered to them safely.

Cha Ge was very efficient, he said to leave in the morning, and before the afternoon, the carriage was ready to go.

Thinking that it was too hot to set off at noon and worried about heat stroke, several people unanimously decided to leave until ten in the evening, and then go to the town at the foot of the mountain to rest for the night, and continue to set off for Chang'an in the early morning of the second day.

At that time, they were close to Chang'an, and the slowest was only about seven days to arrive, so that they were not in a hurry along the way, and they were very happy to travel in the mountains and rivers, and it was rare for Lin Chaoge not to hold books all day long.

Before Lin Chaoge went down the mountain, he lifted the corner of the blue car curtain and looked at it, the smoke and waves were miao, a long song cloth was in all directions, the twilight was dusk, the stars were like beans, the riverside fishing fire was bathed in the evening breeze, and the small city was in nothing.

"Xiao Yanyan is reluctant to give up this beautiful scenery in the mountains." Xiao Yuzi, who was lazily leaning on the inner wall of the carriage, said lazily, and her fingers just pinched a small wild grape and stuffed it into her mouth.

"There's nothing to talk about giving up or not giving up." Lin Chaoge looked at the plate of black and bright small wild grapes with an attractive luster on the small rosewood coffee table, and he couldn't help but feel sour in his teeth.

Thinking that it was Cha Ge who had no opinion when he got on the car, and then picked it, Lin Chaoge stared at Xiao Yuzi with a bit of evil taste and ate the grape, looking forward to the change in his face.

Seeing that the grapes were eaten, a second passed, a minute passed, but this person didn't react at all, could it be that this grape is not sour but sweet, in order to verify this idea, Lin Chaoge decided to take action, and deliberately picked the smallest one and stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as the grapes were entered, the tip of the tongue touched, the teeth were bitten, this sour and astringent taste was simply not something that people could bear, and immediately the little face was pulled, wrinkled into a bitter gourd face, quite a bit of old chrysanthemum blooming.

When the taste in his mouth disappeared a little, Lin Chaoge glanced at Xiao Yuzi, who also ate grapes but did not react, and his doubts were even heavier, could it be that he was born with a heavy taste? So?

"Hahahaha

She knew that she had been deceived, and her little face was stretched longer like a bitter melon, and she lived like a wrinkled old donkey.

"Xiao Yanyan, the grapes just now were delicious." Xiao Yuzi took a sip of tea, moistened her throat, there was a smile that could not be hidden in her eyebrows, and her delicate collarbones were unobstructed, adding to the silent temptation.

"Brother Xiao didn't eat it too, and asked knowingly." Lin Chaoge took the tea that Xiao Yuzi had brewed and came over, and drank it in small sips to remove the bitter taste in his mouth, and his eyes were half drooping.

Don't want to pay much attention to this liar.

"The taste of this grape is really bitter and astringent, and it is difficult to taste, but if I am not like this, how can I lead you to be fooled, so as to taste one or two, and the two of us need to share one or two good things, and we can share joys and sorrows." After Xiao Yuzi drank a cup of tea, she felt that the smell was still in her mouth.

Then he opened an inconspicuous compartment in the inner wall of the carriage, and took out a small box of crystal clear dried fruits and spread it out, one to remove the bitter taste in the mouth, and the other to relieve hunger.

After staying in the mountains for a few days, most of the food in the carriage was already eaten, because it happened to be not replenished, and the mouth was tight.

"This is a few days ago when I bought tea kudzu in the town, the taste is feasible, you can taste it and taste it." Xiao Yuzi pinched a small one and put it in his mouth, and then pushed it over to Lin Chaoge, the fruit is delicious, but he will get tired of eating a few more, and he is not a person with a sweet tooth.

"Thank you." Lin Chaoge stretched out his hand to take it, pinched a piece and put it in his mouth, the smell of sugar filled his mouth, sweet and silky.

"That little grape should be put in the tea Ge is not recommended, maybe it looks fresh/much/juicy/, but this taste is really not flattering, when I get out of the car, my son will let him taste how it tastes."

"Hmm." Lin Chaoge didn't continue to talk, but concentrated on eating the fruit shop in the box, and he didn't even know where he flew away with his thoughts.

It is said that at this time, it is already thousands of miles away in Luoyang City, the lake is vast, and many painting boats float on the lake, and most of them are cool vassal and elegant people.

Red bricks, green window lattices, white railings, golden tiles, and large swaths of crimson roses attract bees and butterflies in the courtyard.

On the left hand side of the door, a red begonia tree is planted more than a foot high, and the branches are pruned so densely and moderately that only when the breeze blows and the dead leaves falling from the rose and begonia trees rustle on the ground, do they occasionally break the silence of the courtyard.

The school has been on vacation for a long time, coupled with the hot summer, many students from powerful families have gone out to the small mountain villa to escape the heat, at this time in previous years, Wang Xifeng, who was afraid of the heat, must have left Luoyang early, but this year I don't know why I have been staying in Luoyang and have not gone out.

"Young master, young master, when I was looking for Xi'er, I happened to receive a letter from Lin Gongzi when I passed by the post station." The people were still outside, and before they entered the inner courtyard, Liu Yang began to shout happily, for fear that others would not know.

"What, you said that Lin Yan sent a letter." Wang Xifeng, who was idlely in the pavilion in the courtyard and had nothing to do, teasing the grasshopper with wicker, listened to it.

Lian Jie Ling got up, and a sword step quickly ran in front of Liu Yang, who was holding a snow-white envelope stamped with a red clay seal, and snatched it away, and a pair of cat-like apricot eyes were very bright.

"What else did Lin Yanke say" Wang Xifeng couldn't wait to open the envelope, but there were only a few flirtatious strokes in it, but the people who could see it were full of the sour smell of love.

In just a few words, he couldn't see enough of it, and he couldn't wait to pack people to Lin Yan's side, but he hadn't seen him for just one month, and he completely understood what people used to say that a day is like three autumns.

Besides, for so long, he has suspected it for almost half his life.

Holding a thin piece of paper and turning it over and over, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, his body was flooded with pink bubbles, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he made a hehe giggle from time to time.

Liu Yang, who saw it on the side, was amazed, goosebumps rose all over his body, and he didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup this Lin Gongzi poured into his young master, alas.

"This little one didn't know, only that there were two letters sent at the end of the station, one was for the young master, and the other was a letter to Xi'er, and I had already sent it back just now." Liu Yang touched the tip of his nose and opened his mouth in a bit of a daze, for fear that that word would upset the young master.