April is a warm time in the world, the weather on this day is not very good, there is no wind, no clouds and no sunshine, the gray angel heart is also very low, but the green of the world still looks full of people.

He said to me: Ah Di, let's celebrate the New Year now.

I was about to say no.

He twisted his fingers, a light and shadow lit up in his hand, and then raised his arm and swung it at me.

My eyes widened suddenly, and when the halo dissipated, I realized that the clothes on my body were no longer black but bright yellow. This is the only time I didn't wear black when I was a girl.

I like this color very much, just like the rape flowers next to the river embankment, bright and vibrant. "How can you cast a spell?"

He smiled: "There's no one around."

Then he took out a small blue porcelain medicine bottle and poured a pink 'bead', which was very beautiful, shining very clearly, like an agate. He pinched my face with one hand and put the beads in my mouth with the other.

It feels sweet and sour in the mouth, and it is still hot. Before the taste was fine, it had melted, and then it dissipated in his mouth, and a stream of heat in his chest gathered in that piece, warm. There is a stream of air flowing back and forth on the limbs of the body.

"Doesn't that look like sugar?" I asked strangely.

"I won't hurt you anyway."

I raised my eyebrows: since it's a good thing, why don't you eat it?

"You'll find out later." He pursed his lips, exhaled and said, "You haven't answered yet, do you want to celebrate the New Year?"

"It's not proper, it's not proper, let's celebrate it during the New Year."

There was a pop in the lake, and we looked in the direction of the sound. It was found that it was a woman who committed suicide.

Lu Juan also jumped into the river, and I secretly laughed at him for being ignorant, and he could obviously cast spells.

The woman who was saved was a little old, the years had left traces on her face, and her figure had also been blessed. She was lying on the ground coughing up water, much like a fish that had jumped out of the water.

After coughing up the water and gasping for breath, she began to cry.

Human affection is warm and cold, this is the case in the world, and it is the price to be so sad if you can't see it.

Lu Juan and I took her to the inn to change her clothes, and after a sip of warm tea, she began to speak.

She was originally the top brand in Wanhualou, and she never sold herself when she was artistic, although what she did was not glorious, but she was also like an arrogant peacock. Resolutely do not do what you don't do. once played a guzheng and won the famous Jiangnan, plus that face with outstanding appearance. Everyone knows her Feng Peony.

Feng Peony met scholar Song Cheng on the day she was standing on the bridge to feed the fish in the water, this was also an April day, the sun was shining that day, a pool of blue water in the sun from time to time flashing golden light is very dazzling.

The willows on the shore are still around, the colorful butterflies kiss the rape flowers, the mandarin ducks in the water play in the water, and the old man holds the boat to pass under the stone bridge.

"Look at who this is."

"Hmph, a slut who specializes in robbing other people's husbands."

"Cheap embryo."

The two women were heart-wrenching.

She still fed quietly, as if she couldn't hear anything. A prostitute is not a prostitute, she only sells her art and does not sell herself. Why is there such a thing, this can be regarded as eating by hand. She actually had tears in her heart, but she could only endure it, not cry.

Suddenly, the scholar said: Some people are really sour, and they don't have the ability to blame others.

The two village women snorted coldly and left.

She looked at him with a smile.

He asked, "How can you endure it?"

"Don't you know, I've been here since I was fourteen years old, and that guzheng has also suffered as a geisha in a famous workshop. If you can't bear this little thing, how can you make money. Her voice was soft and cold.

"You're just in it for the money?"

She smiled mockingly: "Childe said that you laughed, what do you think I'm for?"

"Because I like the guzheng."

From that moment on, her heart was like a pebble thrown into the heart of a lake, and there were waves.

"How do you know, I'm obviously just in it for the money." She continued to talk back.

"I've heard the girl's zither play a wonderful tune for an emotionless person."

It is difficult to find a confidant, she feels that she is looking for a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers, and she is happy to meet in the mountains and rivers.

"I like it, but my life experience is like duckweed. My father and mother were originally court musicians, but a plague made me a lonely little girl. In order to survive, I came to this workshop. It's also good to be able to play the guzheng, I make money every day just to leave. She smiled and smiled, "Childe's name?" ”

He said: Song Cheng.

The girl smiled brighter and nodded firmly: "Okay, I'll write it down." Just call me a peony. ”

The scholar said: I know your name, your name has spread to the capital, who doesn't know that sentence - Jiangnan is stunning Feng Peony, a song of zither into a stunt.

How did she fall in love with him? Because you know. The fish that jumped ashore was still sent into the water by well-wishers.

The encounter between people is predestined, and so is separation, and sometimes leaving a person is not necessarily a bad thing.

People who look down on you will not have good words in their mouths, and there is no need to say more, naturally everything you do is wrong. Feng Peony likes the guzheng and has never told anyone about it, because most people will think that this is a bitch standing on the archway.

People of all kinds listen to music just to see that face, or to prove that they have the ability and wealth, and very few people listen to music sincerely.