On this year's Shangyuan Festival, the moon and the lamp are still the same, and the crowd is looking for him thousands of times, and the person has disappeared in the lamplight. The bright moon hangs high, the lanterns are still the same, but people are not old friends.

Xue Shang and Feng Jiao walked side by side, and the others were far behind.

Feng Jiao wore a light green cloak and a hood. A milky white jacket and light green skirt, like a hibiscus blooming in early spring.

A heron lantern is hung high at the door of a house, and the lights and shadows gallop on the car, endlessly.

There is a pair of lights on the lamp, the marquee, the lamp goes, and the lamp goes out and the horse stops.

Xue Shang was concentrating on pondering the pair, and a carriage drove towards them, and Feng Jiao called him: "Childe, childe." ”

Feng Jiao stood inside, seeing that Xue Shang didn't react, she was anxious, she didn't care whether men and women were kissed or not, and stretched out her hand to drag him.

Xue Shang held Feng Jiao's slender hand. Feng Jiaofei blushed, struggling to get rid of her hand. The soft and weak in the hand is weak and boneless.

How could Xue Shang let her break free, "I have this pair." Xue Shang looked at the beauties around him with affection.

Feng Jiao raised her head, looked over with affection, and smiled. Xue Shang diverted her attention at the right time.

As soon as the host heard that someone was out of the couplet, he personally went out to greet him, "Two please." He warmly let him both into the house.

The two entered the house together, and Xue Shangti wrote the following couplet, Flying Tiger Flag, Flying Tiger, Flag Rolling Tiger hiding. The handwriting is resolute and calm.

The owner praised repeatedly, "Good sentences, good words." He looked at Xue Shang carefully.

"It's not that the old man is boasting, the little girl is both talented and beautiful, and I wanted to choose a good son-in-law based on this. It's a pity that the young talent of the son has no chance with the little girl. ”

The master took out a cinnabar red mud inkstone, "I have a fate with my son, and I am only polite, and I hope that my son will smile." ”

Feng Jiao knows the value of this inkstone, and the literati are eager to find it. "The old man gave him a generous gift, and Xue Shang was ashamed and didn't dare to accept it."

The copper plate on Xue Shang's body is not as small as a fraction of this inkstone. There is no merit and no benefit, and there is nothing to give back to this generous gift.

Xue Shangzheng felt sorry and wanted to pass by the treasure.

Feng Jiao took off the jade bracelet on her wrist, "Although this thing is not a treasure, but it has been with the little girl for many years, if the old man does not dislike it, please transfer it to the daughter of your house, this is also our intention." ”

The jade bracelet is a white jade produced in Kunlun Mountain, which is fine, warm and lustrous like mutton fat.

Xue Shang and Feng Jiao came out together, and the owner personally sent them outside the door.

Looking at a pair of talented women who are in love, the owner thought to himself, I hope my daughter can be like them and meet a good match.

"This Fang Mingyan, you can keep it alive." Feng Jiao said that Xue Shang had a pair of eyes brighter than the stars, and looked at Feng Jiao fixedly.

"The jade bracelet is our heart." Xue Shang repeated Feng Jiao's words, and before he knew it, Feng Jiao had connected him with himself.

Feng Jiaojiao said angrily: "Childe." She covered her face and turned away, her cheeks burning. A pair of hands rested gently on her shoulders.

"Feng Jiao," she heard Xue Shang call her so. "Miss Fang Yantai, take it and let it stay with you. Just like me—" Xue Shang paused.

"The master took out this inkstone, instead of inviting a talented and beautiful lady out of the house, the son will regret it, right?" Feng Jiao asked softly.

Xue Shang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said with regret: "The beauty is close at hand, but I don't have a chance to see it." It's a pity. ”

Feng Jiao was silent and walked forward by herself, Xue Shang just stood in place and looked at her with a smile. Feng Jiao turned around, where did the person go?

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the dim light." Feng Jiao turned around, and those eyes as bright as stars were staring at her with a smile.

In the afternoon, several sisters of the yellow warbler dressed up and asked the willow leaves to go into the city to see the lights. Liu Ye was dressed in an ordinary dress and cleaned the courtyard.

"Liu Ye, go change your clothes, let's go into the city." Huang Ying took the broom in her hand.

Liu Ye is worried about running into his family when he enters the city, what will he say then? Or don't get into trouble.

"I've been lazy for the past two days, so go ahead." Liu Yetui said that he was unwell.

Huang Ying thought that she was still in the mood, and other people's families who celebrated the festival were laughing and laughing. Liu Ye was alone, guarding in the empty courtyard.

Huang Ying couldn't bear to leave her behind, and spent the Shangyuan Festival alone for the family reunion.

"Go ahead, Liu Ye and I will walk a hundred steps in front of us to eliminate the disaster." Huang Ying said to the sisters.

Shangyuan Festival is a celebration of the city, it is rare to have a night, and every family goes out. Maybe the sisters will be able to meet a good marriage on the Shangyuan Festival.

Liu Ye knew that Huang Ying was thinking about her, and she was afraid that she would be lonely and sad for the festival alone.

"I don't want to move, I just want to get a good night's sleep." Liu Ye pushed Huang Ying out of the door, "Go quickly, the sisters are waiting for you, if you don't go, they will be disappointed." ”

Huang Ying stepped out of the door with one foot, grabbed the door frame with her hand, turned her head and asked her unwillingly, "You really don't go?" Isn't it good to be with sisters? Huang Ying looked at her with blank eyes.

Liu Ye joked and said: "I am a married man, so I won't go to join in the fun." You young girls, go to the city for a while, and try to catch a golden beetle son-in-law and come back. ”

"People's willow leaves are strict adherence to women's morals, so let's not force it."

The sisters pulled the yellow warbler and walked away with a smile, and the laughter like silver bells gradually faded away.

Liu Ye closed the courtyard door, leaned on the courtyard door, raised his eyes to look at the bright moon in the sky, I sent my sorrow and the bright moon, but where can I send it?

Since the last letter, Xue Shang has not spoken to her, and Liu Ye has never written to Xue Shang again.

Liu Ye sighed and exhaled a long breath. She clenched her pink fists and cheered herself up: "Liu Ye, you have to be strong." ”

She strode with her head held high and lit lamps in the kitchen, hall, well, and other places. The floating yuan seeds boiled in willow leaves, took out a bowl of floating yuan seeds and stood in the courtyard.

The moonlight sloped down like flowing water. Poor upstairs wandering in the moon, should be taken away from the dresser. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

What a beautiful moonlight, Liu Ye raised his head to look at the moon until his neck was sore, and lowered his head to eat a bowl of floating yuanzi.

The willow leaves burn incense and clean their hands, and sit in the courtyard to admire the moon and play the piano.

She forced herself not to think about the person thousands of miles away, and when the rhythm of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" flowed out under her fingertips, Liu Yege said:

The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix.

When there is nothing to do, he is now ascending to the hall.

There are beautiful ladies in the boudoir, and the room is poisonous to my intestines

What is the fate of the neck for the mandarin duck, the beard and the cheeks soar together.

The phoenix and the phoenix are from me, and they have to be entrusted with the tail as a concubine.

Friendship and harmony, who knows each other in the middle and night?

The wings are flying high, and I don't feel that I think about the remaining sorrow.

After the song, Liu Ye couldn't cry. On the night of the candles in the cave room, Xue Shang played a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" for her.

The willow leaves hugged the white crane and sat alone under the moon. The courtyard is half immersed in moonlight, half shrouded in the darkness of night. Both the Big Dipper and the South Dipper are oblique. There was silence in the world.