Anti-theft Chapter――――

Anti-theft Chapter――――

Anti-theft Chapter――――

Anti-theft Chapter――――

"The Yue Nu picks lotus on the shore of the autumn water, with narrow sleeves and light Luo, revealing double gold chuan. The pen, the fun, the pavilion www.biquge.info the shadow of the flower picking flowers like a face, the heart is only a common filament dispute.

The wind and waves at the head of the chicken ruler creek are late, the fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and there is no time to come. The faint singing voice is far away, and the sorrow leads to the south bank of the river. ”

A soft and gentle singing voice floated on the surface of the misty lake. The song came from a small boat, and the five girls in the boat laughed and sang and picked lotuses. The song they sang is the Northern Song Dynasty great lyricist Ouyang Xiu's "butterfly love flower" words, written is the scene of the Yue Nu Lotus, although there are only six crosses, but the season, the hour, the location, the scenery and the Yue Nu's appearance, clothing, jewelry, mood, all depicted vividly, the second half of the scene is written in the narrative, the narrative is lyrical, from near and far, the rest of the meaning is inexhaustible. Ouyang Xiu has been an official in Jiangnan for a long time, Wu Shan crosses the water, and the tenderness and intimacy are all integrated into the long and short sentences. The Song people, whether they are high-ranking officials and nobles, or small people in the alleys, all take the lyrics as fun, and they are all singing when Liu Yong's new words come out, and there are songs everywhere there is well water, and the spring bank in the south of the Yangtze River folds the willows, and the autumn lake picks lotus, which is often accompanied by European words.

During the reign of Emperor Li of the Southern Song Dynasty, it was located in the South Lake of Jiaxing. The festival is close to the Mid-Autumn Festival, the lotus leaves are gradually broken, and the lotus meat is full. This burst of singing reached the ears of a Taoist aunt by the lake. She has been standing quietly under a row of willow trees for a long time, the evening breeze blows the hem of her apricot-yellow robe, and the thousands of soft threads inserted in her neck are dusty. I only heard the singing gradually disappearing, singing another song of Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Love Flower" words, a gust of wind blew, faintly sending two sentences: "The wind and the moon have no dark changes, and the old tour is like a dream and the jejunum breaks the ......" The song stopped, and it was a burst of coquettish laughter.

The Dao Gu let out a long sigh, raised her left hand, looked at the blood-stained palm, and muttered, "What's so funny about that?" Xiao Nizi just sang blindly, and she couldn't understand the bitterness and melancholy meaning of lovesickness in the words. ”

More than ten zhang behind that aunt, an old man in a green robe and long beard also stood upright quietly, only when the two sentences of "The wind and the moon are ruthless, and the old game is like a dream and the jejunum is broken" arrived, he let out a very light sigh. ”

The boat glided across the crystal lake, three of the five girls in the boat were about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the other two were only nine years old. The two young daughters are cousins, the cousin's surname is Cheng, a single name is an English character, and the cousin's surname is Lu, and her name is unique. The two are half a year apart.

Three older girls sang a song and swung the boat out of the lotus leaf. Cheng Ying said: "Cousin, look, this old uncle is still here. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to a man under the weeping willows.

The man had a messy head, and his beard was fluffy like a hedgehog, and his hair was oily and black, and he was said to be not very old, but his face was wrinkled and sunken, but he looked like an old man of seventy or eighty years old, and he was dressed in blue cloth, and around his neck hung a brocade saliva used by a baby, and the saliva was embroidered with a picture of a cat fluttering butterflies, which was already old and tattered.

Lu Wushuang said: "This strange man has been sitting here for a long time, why can't he move?" Cheng Ying said: "Don't call it a weirdo, call it 'old uncle'." You call him a weirdo, he's going to be angry. Lu Wushuang smiled: "Isn't he blamed?" is so old, but there is a saliva in his head and neck. He was angry, and if his beard was upturned, it would be pretty. He took a lotus canopy from the boat and threw it at the man's head.

Xiaozhou is a few feet away from the stranger, although Lu Wushuang is young, the strength in his hand is not weak, and this throw is also very accurate. Cheng Ying shouted: "Cousin! When he wanted to stop it, it was too late, and he saw the lotus fly towards the stranger's face. The stranger tilted his head, and had already bitten the lotus canopy, but did not reach for it, but rolled his tongue and bit the lotus pod, and began to chew it. When the five girls saw that he did not peel out the lotus seeds, and was not afraid of bitterness, they devoured them like this, looked at each other a few times, couldn't help but smile, and rowed forward and walked ashore.

Cheng Ying walked up to the man, pulled his shirt, and said, "Old uncle, this is not delicious." "Take out a lotus pod from the bag, split the lotus room, peel out a dozen lotus seeds, then tear the green skin on the outside of the lotus seeds, take out the bitter core of the lotus seeds, and then hand it to the stranger. The stranger chewed a few bites, but felt that the taste was fragrant and delicious, which was very different from what Shicai ate, and smiled at Cheng Ying with a cracked mouth and nodded. Cheng Ying peeled a few more lotus seeds and handed them to him. The stranger threw the lotus seed into his mouth, chewed it for a while, looked up to the sky and said, "Follow me?" As he spoke, he strode westward.

Lu Wushuang took Cheng Ying's hand and said, "Cousin, let's go with him." The three female companions were timid and hurriedly said: "Go home quickly, don't go far and provoke your mother's scolding." Lu Wushuang grimaced, and when he saw that the stranger was walking very fast, he said, "You don't come to count." "Let go of my cousin's hand and chase after him. Cheng Ying came out to play with her cousin, and she couldn't leave her to go home, so she had to go with her. Although the three female companions were several years older than them, they were all shy and timid, and after only a few shouts, they saw that the stranger and Cheng Lu had walked behind the mulberry tree one after another.

The stranger walked very fast, and saw that Cheng Lu and the two couldn't follow their footsteps, so he stopped and waited a few times, and then became impatient, suddenly turned around, stretched out his long arms, one in each hand, and held the two under his armpits, and walked quickly. The second daughter only heard the sound of the wind in her ears, and the stones and grass on the road kept moving in front of her. Lu Wushuang became frightened and shouted, "Put me down, let me go!" The stranger ignored her, and walked faster. Lu Wushuang raised his head, opened his mouth and bit the edge of his palm. The stranger's palm touched her and knocked her teeth into a faint pain. Lu Wushuang had to let go of his teeth, his mouth was not idle, and he yelled desperately. Cheng Ying was silent.

The stranger ran again and lowered the two of them to the ground. It's a cemetery. Cheng Ying's little face turned pale with fright, but Lu Wushuang's face was swollen and red. Cheng Ying said: "Old uncle, we are going home, I won't play with you!" ”

The stranger stared at her, silent. Cheng Ying saw a sad and self-pitying look in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel sympathy, and said softly: "If no one plays with you, you come to the lake tomorrow, and I will peel lotus seeds for you to eat." The stranger sighed, "Yes, it's been ten years, and no one has played with me in ten years." Suddenly, a fierce light appeared, and he said viciously: "What about He Yuanjun? Where did He Yuanjun go? ”

Cheng Ying saw that his voice was suddenly violent, and he was scared, and said in a low voice: "I...... I...... I do not know. The stranger grabbed her arm, shook her body a few times, and said in a low voice, "What about He Yuanjun?" Cheng Ying was so frightened that he almost cried, tears rolled in his eyes, but they never flowed. The stranger gritted his teeth and said, "Cry, cry!" Why don't you cry? Hmph, you were like that ten years ago. I won't allow you to marry him, and you say you don't want to leave me, but you have to go with him. You said that you appreciate my kindness to you, and I am very sad to leave, phew! It's all a lie. If you are really sad, why are you crying? ”