The mist of the mountains turns to confusion,

There is this alluring good color.

Hibiscus flowers see the waning moon in the west,

Amphibian cranes in the Xilan courtyard,

Hibiscus looks at the twilight and falls,

There is a way Qiao Xian leans alone

The branches are low only for hanging silver tables,

The heart is wider than Yunmengze,

Pleasant and Ning is like Zheng Wei.

Monarchs and ministers do not do much time,

The cicada sings and the mountain palace tree is red,

Jun Ce didn't dare to commit dragon scales.

Don't compare Dan heart to Xuanshi.

Knowing that the prince is pitiful,

Forget the machine and finally in the depths of loneliness,

The sound of the dragon in the autumn dream.

No one saw the darkness by the river,

The Chinese army stayed drunk in Heyang City.

For three hundred years,

Spawns without frost grazing.

Stone can't speak for me,

Others know that the concubine is the main one.

Naiwan's secluded habitat is full of beautiful scenery,

Why bother with the blessings at that time.

Tens of millions in the north and south of the bridge,

Go up to Qingyun and whip steadily.

Who compares the child's appearance and appearance,

Zigui cries the moon and the west of the small building.

The forest flowers and streams down,

Lizhong stayed with the god of the barbarians.

There are still things to be found,

Who can recognize strange shapes.

Strange to get drunk first under the flower,

I am a northerner,

He also whipped the white horse with a jade whip.

Right and wrong pay the idler,

Love Junle Jia Xingfa.

You are born like jade.

Everyone shifted their eyes to Long Qianye's body, and I was no exception, Long Qianye was stroking the strings at this time, his eyes were lightly closed, beautiful as time without words, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, fluttering, like a testament!

In this situation, I suddenly remembered the strange and inexplicable nightmare I had not long ago, in the dream, in the stormy night of the West Building, in the depths of the colorful auspicious clouds, among the thousands of candles, there was a person who stayed there for a long time, let the bleak autumn wind, dry his tears, his heart and soul were sad, cold tears were like rain, and hatred lingered......

It's just that in the dream, I can't see his appearance clearly anyway, and it gives people the feeling that the figure in the dream seems to be both close in front of me and far away in the sky.

And at this time, Long Qianye also gave me such a ————— the breeze is moist, the tea smoke is clear, the scenery is beautiful, and I want to relive the scene that the old dream has gone to match that dream.

By the way, there seems to be a dream, which is not only quite similar to my previous dream, but also more suitable for the scene of Long Qianye reciting poetry before stroking the strings at this time————— the luxurious carriage full of fragrance is walking on the road, the phoenix flute is playing a moving music, the moonlight is flowing, and the dragon lanterns have been flying all night, a man has been looking for a person thousands of times, but he has not found it, and suddenly he turned around, but saw the person he was looking for standing in the corner of the lamplight......

The strangeness of the dream, the strangeness of the poem, and the strangeness of Long Qianye at this time, I don't know if it's my delusion, there should be some inevitable connection between the three, right?

I thought he had gone somewhere, but I thought he should have gone to the apse to get the piano, right? Watching Long Qianye sit on the top of the main hall, plucking the strings one by one, the sound of the piano always conveyed to me the feeling that I seemed to be in a lush sea of bamboo.

So much so that I could invisibly feel the atmosphere in the entire hall, and unconsciously became much lighter.

At this moment, the dialect, which was already a foot away from me, suddenly pressed me step by step through a whirling dance posture, until finally it caught up!

She wants to crush me with her fierce momentum! Let me be impatient, so that I can find my flaws and defeat me in one fell swoop.

Aware of this, then since this is the case, this is no wonder to me, I also ruthlessly accelerated the movement of my hand, in the dialect of her lustrous jade soft and smooth plain hand gracefully lingered, a black hair flowing in the air, I immediately spun up the skirt fluttering into the air: "The beads spin and the stars shake!" ”

Before she could react to the dialect, I began to closely coherent all my movements, the slender Luo Yi danced in the wind, and the long sleeves were interspersed left and right, and I fully interpreted the inspirational lesson that Ah Niang taught me: "The flowers and vines are cheering up and the dragon and snake are moving!" ”

The dialect was originally a pair of smoky eyes that wanted to speak, but then looked at me in a little panic, puzzled, presumably she didn't know why I was still talking when I was dancing.

Her dancing began to slow down a lot, and the similarity and repetition of her movements became more and more frequent. I think it should be her heart that reacted, which caused her to be restless, her body couldn't keep up with the rhythm of Long Qianye's piano sound, there were several sound nodes that needed to pause, she didn't shake her mind, and several of them needed to use her body to rotate at high speed to keep up with the rhythm of the piano sound, but she was particularly powerless, and she was several beats slower.

I saw that several people in the main hall who watched me dance with the dialect began to point fingers at the frequency of dialect errors, including the general with a potholed face, all of whom looked at the dialect with an anxious face. Someone even whispered to him, he flicked his hands impatiently, picked up the glass on the table, poured a glass of wine into his mouth, and poured it into his mouth, looking very angry and disappointed.

And before the dance, the faces of those who were full of disdain for me seemed to be a little unnatural.

My reaction was very flat, after all, before the last moment, no one could speak the dialect and lose, but the dialect was in the same position as me, and I also saw this scene, compared to my indifference, her face turned pale, her forehead was cold sweat, and she almost fell to the ground with bad luck.

I reflexively reached out to pull her, but I didn't expect her to roll up, and her leg seemed to kick somewhere under my body unintentionally, and then quickly retracted her leg, and the flute continued to move melodiously. The strange thing is that her face was pale, but the expression on her face suddenly deduced a more and more bewitching look, as if she was sure that she had won!

And I, as if I had been dismembered, was in unbearable pain, no! The kick she didn't seem to have intentionally kicked me just now is definitely weird!

At the same time, the dialect was as light as the wind, the corners of her mouth outlined a smile of unknown meaning, and she shot quickly one after another, dancing leisurely and softly, to be precise, it looked like she was dancing, in fact, she also borrowed spells to support her, which made me even more suspicious that she was tired of kicking me with the kick she had just unintentionally kicked me!

The most infuriating thing is that she always throws out her long-sleeved robe like a stiff blade when I dance with her, and she always dodges her more and more intensely, reaching out in an invisible corner and tapping my waist several times with lightning speed.

The moment after she made a move, I immediately felt the discomfort in my body, as if all the internal organs were about to burst out of the body damn it, dialect, she really made a trick on me!

I was nervous all over, afraid that if I had to make a mistake at this critical juncture, then I would really lose!

But I know what if, if I lose at this time, it means that everything I have done before will be in vain. So, even though I was uncomfortable, I couldn't stop on the spot, because I didn't want to see myself defeated, while Fang Yan stood by arrogantly and sneered at me.

I want to prove myself even more, even if she can't defeat me with all kinds of improper tricks against me, I'm just better than her, even better than her!

Therefore, I must not just admit defeat, especially when it comes to the use of unsightly means in tongues!

Thinking about this, I gritted my teeth and endured the pain of my body like thousands of dense insects, forced myself to stabilize my mind, and danced like a swallow nesting and a magpie bird night terror: "Dance low willow building heart moon!" ”

With the music, there was a burst of flexible squirming, from the fingertips of the right hand to the fingertips of the left hand, the endless posture flew and scattered, and the twists and turns of the body and hands and feet merged: "Singing the peach blossom fan at the bottom of the wind!" ”

Before the dialect could fully react, the whole body swayed into a wave of emotion, "Don't pity the lotus to take steps!" ”

Outsiders can't see any way to the door, they just think it's a mutual competition between two different types of dance, dance and dance, and only I know the clues.

She made me feel pain, and I couldn't really be like a dumb person eating coptis chinensis, and let her taste the pain of her body! She was the only one who knew that she had done disgraceful to me, and I wanted everyone to hear and see it, but I couldn't tell where I hurt her...... Moreover, I guess she doesn't even know about it......

"Red line stealing box, green beads falling downstairs!"

With each mantra I recited, her whole body would feel the pain, bounce off the ground, and then fall heavily, again and again, never breaking in between.

In the end, Long Qianye's playing of the piano became more and more urgent, my posture also danced faster and faster, and the dialect was also, although her breath was slightly disordered, but her jade hands were also the same as me, the drum beat did not stop, the music was not interrupted, and the body has been changing the dance movements like a swallow, the slender wrist lingered tactfully, the skirt was flying, a pair of water eyes like smoke wanted to talk and rest, the streamer was flying, the whole person was like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing with beautiful colors, but it was so far away......

Because of Long Qianye's superb piano skills, the sound of the piano played is particularly provocative, so that the more later, I and the dialect are integrated into a scene, when I dance lightly, the dialect body is as light as a swallow, and when the dialect's body is as soft as a cloud, my arms are as soft as bones, and I dance like a lotus flower step by step.

The dialect interprets the butterflies flying among the flowers, and I follow closely behind to interpret the gurgling water and the bright moon in the deep mountains through dancing.

The dialect interpretation is like the morning light in the alley, and when the round dew of the lotus leaf tip, I will do the opposite and not face to face with her, and perform the dance posture like drinking fine wine and being drunk and unable to restrain myself. In an instant, all the style of the dialect was suppressed!