The sun is slanting in the west, the glow is rippling, the sky is dark in an instant, the crescent moon hangs with the stars in the dark night, the little light flickers on the mirror-like lake, the bridge hole draws a delicate and beautiful painting boat, the white water waves are drawn from the starlight of a lake, and there are bursts of beautiful and beautiful singing by the lake.

At night, the capital is illuminated by tens of thousands of warm yellow lights, and the majestic tall buildings and houses of varying heights are draped in soft veils at this moment, looming.

Su Meng stood in the wind pavilion of Wuting Bridge, looking up at the bustling capital not far away from the bright lights, and his eyes were rubbed with bright light.

Huo Siwei held a large bag of crispy rice nuts and quietly accompanied her to look at the magnificent and brilliant capital.

"No wonder the barbarians have always wanted to occupy the Central Plains so much, and no wonder that the border generals are desperate to defend the frontier." Half of Su Ming's face was illuminated in the light, his eyes refracted a translucent and crystalline water, and his lips opened slightly.

"Fighting on the side, forever casting the Chinese year." Huo Civic said slowly.

Chi Feng stood at the bow of the painting boat with a silver-handled sword, suddenly looked up and saw the huge wind pavilion on the bridge, and saw Su Meng and the people looking at each other, looking at each other, and secretly clenched his fists, rushed into the boat room where singing and dancing, and lay in Xiao Wenteng's ear and said the scene he had just seen.

Xiao Wenteng's face was slightly drunk, and he stood up with the strength of Chifeng, smiled with his confused eyes and said to the businessmen who were looking for pleasure around him, "I am a little too strong to drink, go out and blow the wind!" ”

Without waiting for the consent of others, he staggered out of the door and closed the door with his big hand. Standing tall and tall, no longer on Chifeng's arm, his eyes returned to the clear yin, standing firmly on the bow of the boat, looking at the bridge with gloomy eyes, the pair of men and women who were like fairy couples were quietly looking at each other in the hazy moonlight, their eyes were flowing between each other, the flying hair and clothes were constantly entwined together, and the hands of the two people tightly clasped together in the hollow bridge hole instantly pierced his eyes and cut his chest. Only he could hear the ticking sound of blood flowing like a spring, and the love that couldn't suppress the crazy roaring and hustle and bustle in his heart.

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