Liu Yong had to leave Jiangzhou, leaving the lovely Xie Yuying, after he took office as the salt official of Yuhang County, he worked diligently, always researched everywhere non-stop, sought verification in all directions, was busy and very fulfilling.

But every night, in my spare time, or look up at the sky outside, secretly send autumn waves with the stars, think of the delicate beauty of Chang'e in the moon palace in the sky, think of her graceful dancing, think of the infinite fun when she plays with the jade rabbit, think of the charming appearance she and the jade rabbit compose, and think of her bright and moving water-like face.

Maybe looking up for a long time is a huge pressure on the body, looking down at his shadow reflected on the ground, turning his head to look behind him, he let out a soft sigh, looking for a dark place where he can hide himself and sit down, thinking about a unique heart: if Xie Yuying is the bewitching Chang'e, he himself is willing to be an inseparable jade rabbit, adding a touch of pleasure to her beautiful heart, adding a little luster to her delicate face, willing to let her hold and enjoy her body temperature, Willing to squat on her beautiful legs to accept her touch, willing to walk with her and swing the flowers of her happy soul.

The mosquitoes smelled the smell of Liu Yong's sweat and swirled around him, and made an annoying buzzing sound, and the mosquitoes may see that Liu Yong was motionless, so they gave full play to the unique ability of this little thing to find blood vessels from someone who did not know who he had learned, and constantly pierced into his veins. At the beginning, the mosquitoes were still afraid, and they escaped to protect themselves after sucking two mouthfuls, but later, they found that they were pierced into a living corpse, and after they were pierced, they sucked greedily and never stopped until they were full.

And Liu Yong not only did not get angry with them, not only did he not hate them for being too greedy, but he was able to fully understand them, understand them, and think that their survival needs were just right for his mood at this time, and the faint pain was not a bad thing, and it played just the right role in diverting his attention. It can get rid of the vague pain of Mo Ke, seek a short period of tranquility, and let the constricted atrium have a moment of relaxation.

The fog was thick, Liu Yong felt a slight chill on his body, a small layer of goosebumps, he stood up, used his fingers to arrange his hair that was messed up by the branches, caught the small green worm that fell on his face from the bamboo leaves, put it in the grass, and slowly walked indoors. As he walked, he looked back at the points of light cast by the moonlight in the shade of the trees.

As he was about to enter the door, he turned around and stood there, staring at the shade of the tree: yes, the tree that had accompanied him to feed the mosquitoes just now was not large, nor was it erect, and its branches and leaves were not ostentatious, yes. Yes, a slender figure, a graceful posture, and gentle body movements. It was as if she could still hear her soft whispers.

The light in the shade of the trees, like the shining points on Xie Yuying's body and the attraction that makes people infinitely reverie, are so beautiful that Liu Yong can't help but move his steps. After walking a few steps, the mosquitoes that were still chasing him after him actually howled uncontrollably and carried out a large-scale bombardment on him. you, these dog things, how dare you spoil the hard-won good mood, he raised his slap and slapped it down in retaliation, once, twice...... Hmph, I want you to look good!

When he entered the house, he looked at his palms with an oil lamp, and hey, yes, he had achieved great results, and his palms were full of blood. He looked at the palm of his hand, and suddenly a strange thought came to him: This blood, brightly colored, is mixed, there is it and mine, it is mixed together through the efforts of both sides, does this count, you have me, I have you?

Wash up and go to bed, no, the eyelids are fighting, but there is no sleepiness, he looked at the other palm, there are also a lot of blood stains, yes, this is called hard work, this is called wholehearted dedication, this is called using his own hands to create conditions, to create their own happiness, to belong to me and her. He clasped his palms together and held them tightly, tightly.

He sat at the table, his elbows propped up on the table, his jaw supported by his tightly clenched hands, and he quietly thought and thought.

The four treasures of the study were in front of him, but unfortunately the ink was dry, so he didn't get up, but turned the oil lamp to the minimum, so that the contrast between the darkness and light in the room was more obvious, and then poured a little water from the teacup into the ink inkstone, and slowly studied the fragrant ink.

As he studied the ink, his eyes were fixed on the wall, and as his arm turned, his body shape was also changing, and when his arm was raised a little higher, a beam of light invaded the wall, and he lowered his head and stretched out his neck to see the light of the wall, forming a combination of pictures that Liu Yong would never forget, this action was too familiar to him, too interesting, and too much to hope to repeat.

The ink was almost studied, he dipped the ink in the ink to lift it up, tried the concentration, it was okay, he put down the fragrant ink, sat down, and spread out the paper, but he didn't start writing immediately, but supported his jaw with his palms clenched hands, and suddenly the extension of his fingers made Liu Yong excited, he tried to bend his fingers, while carefully observing the changes in the image reflected on the wall, he actually played with the shadow, very good, very fun.

Great, this is a great discovery that fits his heart, he splices two fists together, and moves gently, sometimes far, sometimes close, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes together, sometimes part, sometimes confrontation, sometimes chasing, so funny, so comforting and sustenance!

Liu Yong suddenly grabbed the brush, but his mind was buzzing, taking care of this and losing the other, taking care of the other and losing this, his brain became a big cauldron, everything in the pot was mixed in it, under the flames, the soup became thicker and thicker, sticky, and it was impossible to distinguish who was who, this thing and the other.

It was really uncomfortable to be so tormented, he opened the door, one with his two feet in the door, and one outside the door, at this time Liu Yong didn't know whether to enter or exit, he stood, leaned on the door frame, and silently looked at the night scene in the courtyard.

The rooster crowed all over the head, the breeze blew on the body, it was much more comfortable, and the mind was much clearer, and the sound of the dog barking was transmitted, the chicken dog was like Mr. Summons, the voice was from small to large, the sense of hierarchy was very clear, and Liu Yong was completely sober.

A hint of coolness hit, he hugged his arms in both hands, returned to the house, and did not cover the door, he put on a single coat, sat at the table, grabbed an envelope, and wrote down the address of Sima Gate in Jiangzhou and the recipient Xie Yuying. Liu Yong hesitated, stopped the pen at the sender's address, and the tip of the pen clicked on it countless times, not knowing what to write.

He set the envelope aside and took a pen to write the contents of the text.

Liu Yong summed up the series of reactions just now into four words: Soul Breaking Nanguo.

Then he quickly writes that the sky is clear, the light moonlight has achieved infinite reverie, contributed to the stealing of thoughts, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers has secretly hidden in the hearts of lovers, making them feel melancholy, looking for the direction of the fragrance of flowers, looking for fertile soil for the fragrance of flowers, and greedily smelling the fragrance of the earth.

I have no intention of drinking, but the drunken energy of the past hits me, my head is dizzy, everything is reproduced in my mind, but everything is not very clear, my dear, you have ever felt drunk the next day, could it be that you are the same as me now, drunk, you can hold yourself, but you can't wake up, you can't save yourself?

Let me ask, is the light of your painting boat still on, has the sun invaded, and can you still taste the sweetness, the lingering, the reluctance, and the faint sorrow of parting through the light and the shadow of your reverie?

At this time, I am very sorry, blaming the utilitarian heart of the lyricist, blaming me for being too sophisticated, too following the crowd, too conservative in consciousness, what is the importance of honoring the ancestors, what is the rarity of fame and fortune, why should I seek troubles, find pain, and endure the torment of life and death!

I hope that the pain of my thoughts will not awaken the sorrow in your heart, but it is only hope. If your calm heart is not in sync with my excited heart, if your joy corresponds to my tormented heart, if you wave your hand to welcome new joy, if you wave your hand to relieve the pain of your heart, then let us wave goodbye!

Liu Yong also wrote, I hope that the road connecting with you will be unimpeded, and that the mandarin bird that delivers the letter will be dried by the dew-soaked feathers as soon as possible, so that it can spread its wings vigorously, fly over thousands of mountains and rivers, cross the vast forests and seas, and cross the clouds and mist, and send my sincere heart that is faintly dripping blood.

After Liu Yong finished writing, he fell into the cliché and wrote down "The towel is short and long, and the words are not enough". The person who signed the payment is the person who looks at the disease from afar. He was so happy that the same words were written on the envelope's address. (To be continued.) )