The weather is cooler, and this climate is the best place to sleep.

As soon as night came, I ran to the room early after dinner, and lay comfortably in the quilt to watch the little play I didn't watch last time. But in half an hour, I finished watching another excerpt.

I found a pen and left a mark on the page.

The books I have read, whether they are drama books or official histories, like to leave a short paragraph or a line of poetry on them, and I think that when I get older, I can add some other pleasures when I look back at these books.

When I spread out the book with great interest, my hand holding the pen was stagnant. I stared at the dry peach blossom in the book, this is the peach blossom in the mountain behind Shangshuyuan, which was given to me by Changji.

I carefully picked up the flower branch, and my thoughts were full of thoughts, and I suddenly remembered the days in Shang Shuyuan.

In the spring field, after the rain and dew water the loess, it is a busy spring ploughing. After the winter freeze, when the wind is gentle, the breeze no longer feels stinging, it is a good season for the mountain flowers to bloom. In the back mountain of Shangshuyuan, pear blossoms and plum blossoms whiten the whole mountain, like incense snow, attracting butterflies and bees. I love the peach blossom crimson, dotted in the verdant arbor and cedar broad-leaved forest, like pink and sun, it is very beautiful. One year, the peach blossoms bloomed again, and Hao Fuzi led our protégés to the back mountain. Passing by the peach forest, in the warm wind and sun, the fully open peach blossoms stand on the branches, just like a lady in a pink skirt in an ancient painting. It has not yet opened, but it is just a bud of the bone, and it is like a shy girl, and the staggered and overlapping peach blossoms are covered one by one, one branch is pressed against the other, the flowers are fresh, and the branches are entangled.

The master pointed to a tree of peach blossoms and asked us to write a poem inscription, and everyone got the order, and began to weigh the words and sentences.

I was a beginner in Chinese, not much literacy, looking at the peach blossoms on the tree only feel good-looking, but I don't know how to describe the beauty of the peach blossoms, the poems written by everyone, listening to the ears, just feel more pleasing to the ear, and do not understand the meaning of the poem, let alone the rhythm of the poem. I listened to others chanting poems with a blank face, and the master thought that I was studying seriously, and praised me many times. Actually, I don't know what they do.

When they were all finished, Hao Fuzi set his eyes on me and asked me to learn to make a poem in praise of peach blossoms.

I was stunned, thinking that Hao Fuzi deliberately wanted to make me ugly, he knew that I couldn't write poems at all, and even if I was asked to memorize poems, I couldn't memorize them, but he still called my name.

I was panicked, Yu Gui and Yunkang changed their ways to remind me, but I was flustered, I couldn't hear what they were saying at all, I only heard what makeup, beautiful...... When I got closer and wanted to listen to it a second time, Hao Fuzi immediately reprimanded me with a straight face, saying that I should think for myself.

I shrugged my shoulders and said I couldn't do anything.

I saw the garden full of pink, searched for dry intestines, and then I thought: "This flower is very beautiful, more beautiful than my daughter's makeup."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Hao Fuzi's comment, I blushed first, and the laughter of everyone made me even more ashamed, I was very afraid of life, and my first reaction was to quickly hide behind me.

I drooped my head, and couldn't help but peek at Hao Fuzi, only to see him shaking his head, stroking his long beard and sighing, but he didn't say a word.

I know if he doesn't say it, and he must be very disgusted with me.

The sides of my cheeks burned, and in the afterglow, I saw that everyone was laughing at me, especially Tao Xu'er and Zhao Qingyu laughed the most, their voices were high-pitched and bright, and I wanted everyone to know that I was in trouble.

I couldn't be angry, I really wanted to turn around and run immediately, run to a place where there was no one to hide, or run to Nandi, and then pointed to his nose and told him confidently - this princess is not going to Lao Shizi's Shangshuyuan, this princess doesn't know many words, can't write poetry, can't afford to lose this person!

But actually, I didn't do it, I just blindly endured. I am just a paper tiger, and many things are not dared to think but not to say, and dare to say but not to do. I was very timid and scared, even if I was ridiculed by others, I still didn't dare to do anything, I would just keep my head down and wait for others to finish laughing, and then raise my head and pretend that nothing had happened.

But this time the shame is different.

I was a newcomer, and as a proton of Beiqiu, I felt inferior and cowardly from the beginning. So I'm always cautious, for fear that I will be looked down upon, and I also hope to be praised and recognized by others.

At this moment, I made a fool of myself, and I wanted to make others shut up and not laugh at me, but I didn't dare, so I muttered silently in my heart: Why don't you race horses, why don't you compare archery, why compare poetry? Why don't you be better at poetry and songs than I am, but more familiar than you!

Nanzhan people are really cunning, and they are really calculating

It's annoying, it's annoying.

Alas, sometimes calm down and think about it, at that time, how could there be so much inner drama, some of them always think about a lot, and I have to ponder for a long time with a look from others.

But I can't blame me, after all, I have to learn to speculate on other people's minds since I was a child, so I am extremely sensitive.

In short, I was hit hard by the poetry this time. Just when I was about to cry, a voice soothed my shame.

"This poem is written with a lot of meaning."

Changji stepped forward from the crowd, casually pinned a small sprig of peach blossom in his hand to my ear, and said to me with a smile: "This flower is really beautiful than my daughter's makeup."

Although he also said it with a smile, his tone was light, and there was no mockery on his face. I looked up blankly and gave him a smile back.

It is a good season to fold flowers, and girls who love beauty will break off a small branch to pin it on their buns, and the peach blossoms on their faces are red. But I don't think I'm a beauty, how dare I follow my example and arrange flowers into the temples to teach people to see, so I have never worn any flowers. I touched the peach blossom next to my ear, then took it off and held it in my hand, nervous, and asked Changji with a sharp mouth: "Is that me good-looking, or is the peach blossom good-looking?"

He paused when he heard this, and Lang replied with a smile: "Of course the peach blossoms are good-looking."

That's pretty straightforward.

I was not a little annoyed, I still smiled stupidly at Changji, and everyone was speechless, saying that I didn't know how to be reserved, and Yunkang also reminded me to smile without showing my teeth. But I didn't care, I still laughed heartlessly.

I guess I liked him a lot at that time.

I look at the peach blossoms all over the mountain, the peach blossoms all over the mountain are him, I see him smiling with his eyebrows and eyes, and the peach blossoms are not as good as him.

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I stared at the peach blossoms, not noticing that Changji had already returned from the bathroom.

He asked me, "What do you look so fascinated by?" ”

I shook my head at him and grinned. While he didn't pay attention, he hurriedly stuffed the peach blossom branch back into the book.

I can't let him know, I was moved by him at that time, and it will make him proud.

He raised his eyebrows, sat down next to me with a smile, pinched my face and said, "Cut, don't hide, I've seen it all." Isn't it just a dried peach blossom, and it's not a good baby, look at what makes you nervous. ”

I stuck out my tongue and didn't open my mouth to refute it.

He suddenly hooked his lips and smiled evilly, lowered his head, and kissed me on the face. Before I could react, he straightened up again and sat upright.

I covered my face and snickered, my heart was very sweet.

As I was reminiscing about this kiss, my forehead slammed into his head, and I glared at him and said hatefully: "Why do you keep playing my head, you see, it's all swollen."

He didn't care, but laughed, put his arm around my ruffian and said, "Stupid, this is called boudoir fun, I like you to play your head."

After hearing a certain word, I couldn't help but blush, pushed him away, and said angrily: "Phew, what kind of boudoir fun is this?" Other people's boudoir pleasures are either giving his wife a thrush or combing her hair, you are good, you are bullying me under some false pretense. ”

When he heard this, he was even happier, and he came over shamelessly and said, "Do you still know the pleasures of other people's boudoirs?" Can you tell me who you know and what kind of pleasure is their boudoir? ”

I choked and sneered: "I just said it casually, just as an analogy, and I didn't specifically say anyone, why are you so serious."

"Really?"

I crossed my arms and chest: "It's naturally true, and you can't talk nonsense!"

He said: "You don't come often, maybe you only know it after watching how many blushing and heart-pounding scripts you have." Tell me about you, why don't you study well all day long. ”

I was speechless, and the fire came up all of a sudden. I understood the meaning of his words, he didn't think I was peeking - what kind of immoral spring, what kind of picture.

My teeth chattered with anger and I glared at him, "You slander my reputation. ”

He was very presumptuous, hooked his lips, and teased me: "You have no reputation, only ~ lust!"

I couldn't bear it any longer, so I stood up on the ground, grabbed his ears and pulled him fiercely, and yelled: "I told you to talk nonsense, and asked you to slander me."

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Don't worry, no matter what books you read in the future, I know it in my heart, and I will never break you, let alone you look at Xiaochuntu. ”

I was even more angry and shouted, "You still say, you are still slandering me."

He begged for mercy, but I pretended not to hear him, but I went to pull his ears and shook his head vigorously.

When I was almost angry, his ears were too red to look closely.

Changji rubbed his forehead with a smile, and said helplessly: "You little temper, you really can't be provoked."

I snorted and turned my head to look at him. I saw that his body was not dry, and his hair was still dripping with water, and I softened my heart and jumped out of bed on the ground.

He called out to me behind him, "Where are you going at night?" Your ears have been torn out by you, and you still don't get angry? ”

"Don't worry about it!"

He thought I was still angry with him, afraid that I was going out, so he was so frightened that he ran over to stop me without wearing shoes, and whispered to me to apologize: "I was really wrong." If you're still angry, how about you pull my ears a few more times to dispel your anger? ”

I laughed out loud and said, "I'm not angry." You stand still, I'll be back soon. ”