There is a beautiful lonely plum blossom forest behind the ancient temple of Qianye Mountain in Luoyang, the cold plum of the proud snow and frost shows its unique lonely cold style in the snow, the red flowers and white snow, the branches go around a circle, and the petals are full of incense.

Wang Xifeng stood on the thick snow with an umbrella, and behind him was a neat line of Wang family guards.

The woman in the plum blossom forest is wearing a bright red wide-sleeved long skirt, covered with a fox fur with snow plums, the lower skirt is slightly shorter, just over the knee to reveal the white boots below, she holds a red plum and white umbrella in her hand, black hair is scattered behind her like a waterfall, and this slightly lonely back can also make people unable to move their eyes, and her face is blurred like a flower in the fog, scratching her heart, and she can't wait to do three steps forward to tear open the layer of pretended white fog and find out.

Wang Xifeng looked at her calmly, raised his hand, and surrounded the people on both sides of the Forbidden Forest Guards.

"Who are you, and you came into my dreams?"

The man turned around slowly, with a smile on his lips: "You're here, husband." Wang Xifeng, who was startled, sat up vertically in his dream, the god was so scary, and his heart jumped out of his chest with restlessness.

The hairpin pollen skirt was actually Lin Chaoge, so frightened that he woke up vertically in his dream in the middle of the night, and poured several mouthfuls of cold white water into his stomach, but he didn't feel a trace of sleepiness.

Chang'an is as prosperous and lively as when it left, the street remains a long-term rhyme, the red couplets are pasted, the snow melts, everything recovers, the dead wood emerges from the buds of green, the peach is full of rain, and the willow green is more with spring smoke.

Carrying the sweet and sour taste, the hawker wrapped in maltose and sugar gourd shuttled through, Lin Chaoge closed the smell of market smoke that he had seen all the way from entering the city, wrapped it tightly in a snow-white da, and unexpectedly found that Chang'an was much colder than Luoyang.

When Lin Chaoge came back, the wind was calm and there was no wave. The day of going to school is approaching, but Lin Chaoge has a kind of homesickness, and he picks flowers and plants in the mansion every day to feed the fish and cats.

She hadn't figured out how to face that person, and the question was still indifferent, she wasn't a gentleman who couldn't be so pot-bellied, just a moss born in a dark corner gnawing people's toes on the side/sticky/wet, but where to start with questioning, with identity and status, shook her head and smiled bitterly.

They were together without results, and she was like a snail that finally broke its shell and got out to soak up the sun, because she was afraid of shrinking her tentacles again.

The man was not looking for her, I don't know if he learned that she deliberately closed the door, or if it was really as the men in black said, in order to please the new love, so he was so cruel to the old love, the corners of his mouth pulled at himself, buttoned the book on his face, lay under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard and closed his eyes, and let the stamens be dyed with bright colors.

The house often received some delicate and small gifts from time to time, but Lin Chaoge didn't look at it, and directly let Xi'er lock it in his small vault, out of sight and out of mind.

Rockery flowing mountain, duckweed rising, sparkling, snow melt grass green, greedy red and white-tailed koi drill out of the water, turning the silent dead fish eyes, a circle of spit small bubbles, the sun is shining outside the window, a few folds of early apricot and peach stretch branches, the pink white have raised the tree and the pedestrians are full of people, taking advantage of the spring day, the little girl with the bamboo basket in the arm folds a few flowers are blooming and the peach is blooming, waiting for the flowers to bloom must be folded straight and must be folded, do not wait for no flowers and empty branches.

The spring breeze blows with a vibrant fresh taste, the pond has a few frogs calling from time to time, there should not be frogs in this season, it is strange that there is a good neighbor who likes the appetite of the chicken next door, in order to be able to eat delicious and delicious field chickens all year round, forced to raise a large number of field chickens in the house experimentally, people are smelling chickens get up early, they are early frogs disturbing dreams, many times to disturb useless, people are sending their own fruit and vegetable field chickens planted in captivity, eating people with short mouths and short hands.

Lin Chaoge took a fan of the Nine Heavens ladies who was completely inconsistent with the weather image, the weather was not hot, she was just itchy, spread out on the bed and didn't want to get up, the small few next to her were piled up with light food snacks that did not suppress the stomach as always, the white glass bead curtain was opened and hung aside, the small red lacquer window lattice was wide open, and the new buds in the courtyard were in full swing, and the peach and apricot in the house were beautiful.

The red crystal glass wind chimes hanging under the eaves sway with the wind, making a clear and pleasant sound, just like a green apricot filled with clear water and white porcelain in summer, which is cool and cool.

"Young master, it's all three poles in the sun, and the sun is just right outside, so you don't plan to go out to bask in the sun and move your muscles." Xi'er, who passed by repeatedly from the window, really couldn't look at Lin Chaoge, whose maximum daily exercise was to turn over, couldn't help urging: "Lying in bed often is not good for your health."

Since the young master returned to Chang'an, he was forced to take him out to walk around when he was not surrounded by Wang Xifeng, and he couldn't wait to grow directly on the bed, and the grass seeds took root in front of the school steps.

"I don't want it." Lin Chaoge refused without thinking about it, quickly turned a page of the notebook, and getting up was not just a different place for her to read, in this case, it was better to lie on the bed and be comfortable.

Xi'er saw that she looked like a scoundrel and had no choice but to sacrifice a big killing weapon, "Young master, if you insist on this, I can only write to tell my future uncle, the young master has no distinction between grains and limbs, and is inseparable from the little lover of the bed every day." ”

Lin Chaoge was indifferent, and even turned over and threw a plum into her mouth, almost so sour that she vomited.

"Eight hundred miles in a hurry..."Xi'er gritted her teeth and hesitated.

Lin Chaoge stretched his waist when he heard this, turned over and got up, "Okay, okay, don't you just want me to get up, I'll get up now." ”

Xi'er secretly laughed twice when she saw this, and hurriedly went out to prepare, sure enough, it would be useful to deal with a scoundrel like the young master, or the future uncle.

It was another morning, it had been seven days since Lin Chaoge returned to Chang'an, and Lin Chaoge rarely got up early in the morning and walked on Xingmanqingsong West Road with his book bag.

Walking on the way to the school, smelling the fragrance of Xinyi peach blossoms on the side of the road, Lin Chaoge realized that the harsh winter had passed, and the early spring was coming.

Thinking of this, Lin Chaoge's heart was filled with a little melancholy.

"Lin Yan, what do you think, so fascinated." Zhang Ziquan, who was also driven from the morning, walked over from the other side of the path, and said with concern when he saw Lin Chaoge's unyielding appearance.

Lin Chaoge came back to his senses and smiled, "I'm thinking about what to eat at noon today." Then he walked listlessly with his head down, like a frosted eggplant in the cold winter wax moon.

"Actually, I'm thinking about it too." Zhang Ziquan, who was nervous, smirked. "Why are you here so early today, are you feeling better?" Zhang Ziquan asked again with a good classmate.

"Isn't it the same for you, your body is naturally fine." Lin Chaoge said of course, early in the morning, she really didn't want to catch up with her classmates and cultivate feelings, but now she is exhausted, and she wants to sleep with her eyelids fighting up and down.

A breeze blew, Lin Chaoge sniffed the peach blossoms in the air, and sneezed; "Gone".

"Are you sure that this year will end, why don't you wait for the year after next, this year I heard that Zhu Shengge will also end." Zhang Ziquan hesitated again and again and asked the exit.

"Well, it's just right this year." Hearing this, Lin Chaoge took off the pink petals that unintentionally fell on the placket of his clothes, and then explained: "I have enough confidence in myself. ”

"Are you sure?" Hearing this, Zhang Ziquan suddenly realized that he had reacted too much, so he quickly restrained his emotions and said: "But with your talent, you can indeed give it a try, and you are still young." "I suddenly thought that people had already won the lifting at a young age, and I had just passed the children's test, and sure enough, people were more popular than others.

Speaking of which, the school has arrived, the two of them raised their feet at the same time to enter, there are not many people who come early in winter, three or three of them sit aside to warm the book, or take the New Year's souvenirs to share the food.

"By the way, someone sent me a letter this morning, saying it was for you." After Zhang Ziquan sat down, he nibbled on a piece of snow shortbread and suddenly said, "I'm afraid that I will forget, so I have been carrying it in my arms, you see, it is still warm now." ”

Hearing this, Lin Chaoge's heart jumped, what is this, it's not a steamed bun, it's still warm, it's hard for her to eat it while it's hot.

"I secretly told you that Chu Shen's dead face sent it over, and the gloomy face in the early morning is terrifying." Zhang Ziquan got a little closer, and his heart palpitated.

Lin Chaoge's heart tightened violently when he heard this, and he couldn't help but want to pop up a conjecture in his heart, but he was afraid that he was being amorous, so he kept suppressing his thoughts.

Reaching out to take it and throwing it directly into the belly of the book, Lin Chaoge deliberately didn't look at the letter, but his eyes couldn't help but float to the envelope from time to time, and his heart palpitated.

"If you want to see it, I won't laugh anymore, I'm not the same person I used to be, and I'm a new me now." Zhang Ziquan shook his head and took another bite of the snow cake.

Lin Chaoge suddenly saw the curious expression on Zhang Ziquan's face, Lin Chaoge felt that his actions were too strange, glared at him, and then warmed the book.

As soon as he rested during the lunch break, Lin Chaoge impatiently found the letter and carefully opened it.

Lin Yan: Seeing words is like a person, how are you doing lately? I don't see it for a day, like March and thinking like madness. Lin Chaoge looked at the familiar handwriting, and his heart was sour for some reason.

The content of the letter is not long, except for the first greeting, the whole thought is that she thinks about her or misses her, sees the peach blossoms blooming and misses her, sees the lotus flowers in the pond and misses her, and even sees the chicken leg in the canteen or misses her, and the rest is a few strokes to bring his life, and how about the child in the belly of his wife Wang, Zhang Ya's mother and daughter were driven away on the day Lin Chaoge left, where did they come from.

After Lin Chaoge finished reading, he threw away the letter, and the letterpaper fell lightly, and when he saw that it was about to fall on the ground, he hurriedly grabbed it.

The letter went off track and landed in a clean place, and I was relieved.

But now that it is early spring, the weather has not completely warmed up, and Xu is Lin Chaoge's heart is hot.

But after a while, Lin Chaoge picked up the letter again, carefully folded it and put it into the placket, and grinded the pen to write it.

"Under the acacia tree, I say that I am acacia, and Si Lang hates Lang Lang and I don't know ......."