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In the prosperous and splendid Qing Dynasty palace, the show girls entered the palace one after another, and some were lucky to be selected as talented people to serve the emperor. What's even more fortunate is that she can be favored by the emperor in a row, and even become a concubine in the end.

However, the vast majority of show girls, who entered the palace at the age of fifteen or sixteen, may not even see the emperor in their lives, let alone be favored and enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth.

Even those show girls who are fortunate enough to be favored and become concubines can't resist the ruthless abandonment of time, and they are old and haggard, and the king who once admired your beauty will only ruthlessly forget you in the cold palace, and will never look at it again.

is such a scene, when he decided to write such a "Palace Boudoir Fu", Lin Feng's mind was like this, and this is how he lived a desolate and lonely life of a beautiful girl who entered the palace.

Putting down the pen, Lin Feng couldn't help but let out a long sigh, he didn't think about it carefully at all, but wrote the reins of the pen, and wanted to write out the mourning and tactful sadness in his heart in one breath.

"The Lady of the Palace"

The curtain rolls the red yarn, and the red curtain is long and hazy. The rain gradually winds the platform, and the wind and rain wash the sky. Yan song drunk dance, dance song dream Changle Palace. ”

In the first paragraph, Lin Feng wrote it almost without the slightest pause, writing about everything he saw from the cold palace. The curtain rolls up the vermilion yarn, the rain gradually winds the platform, and I don't know how long the days in the cold palace have passed.

Perhaps, only in a dream, can I return to the lively Changle Palace, twist my thin waist again, and dedicate my graceful dance to the first person in the world.

"Lightly opened Zhu's lips and murmured, and the delicate dripping into the eyes penetrated the heart red. The light powder face is thin moon eyebrows, and the snow color is charming and the moon is beautiful. Jin Lian's three-inch light cut step, and the slender jade hand stroked the waist and chest. Flying silk ribbons dance colorfully, a song to drunk the king!"

Looking back at the beginning, Miao Man's posture and the face of the country and the city can make the countless kings who read the beauty linger, what kind of scenery is infinite?

But now, looking at this cold palace, who has ever remembered the scene of the drunken king with flying silk ribbons?

"After a few years, the talent is exhausted, and the joy returns to guard the empty boudoir. Looking at the willow catkins in front of the window, he was with you back then. Once the face is old, the dancing sleeves are difficult to wave. Three thousand beauties serve the king, and there are several concubines on the side of the king!"

How many new people replace the old people, but when I see the new people laughing, I don't hear the old people cry.

"I have served the king for three or five years, but I fell into the palace for a lifetime. If the city is gone, the lonely heart is empty. From the sadness of the song, the dancing emerald is also a prisoner. The troubled young man doesn't know anything, and he knows where to accompany the prince. Day after day, year after year, the beauty of the time is gone.

For thousands of years, the literati have been criticized, and all the red faces have misled the country. The messy temple is brilliant, and who do you complain about?"

In one breath, when the last word "say" was written, Lin Feng seemed to see that the old and haggard show girl who lived in the depths of his memory let out a long sigh of satisfaction, and was glad that someone could cross thousands of years and say all her grievances that had nowhere to be placed.

""The Palace Boudoir Fu" was finally written. But in my heart, why is there such melancholy, as if my past life was like a beautiful girl who was forgotten in the cold palace......

Putting down the pen in his hand heavily, Lin Feng once again reviewed this "Palace Boudoir Fu", it was really as if there was such a show girl in the deep palace, facing herself, and slowly telling her life's experiences and grievances.

"This "Palace Boudoir Fu" is enough for me to get a full score for the essay. Moreover, it is very relevant to the theme of the essay. There is no problem with the Chinese paper of the college entrance examination. ”

After writing all this, Lin Feng looked at it, and there was still more than half an hour left. Because the college entrance examination is not allowed to hand in papers in advance, Lin Feng seriously checked some of the previous questions several times.

It wasn't until the time for the final exam came that the invigilator collected the papers in a unified manner, and Lin Feng followed the army of candidates and exited the examination room in an orderly manner.

"Hey, have you heard? It turns out that the loud noise I heard before today's Chinese exam turned out to be an explosion in the toilet of the second teaching building!"

"Explosion? Isn't it? What the hell is going on? Did someone put a bomb in the toilet?"

"It's not the explosion of the bomb, I just watched the news and it's all over the Internet. We are in Zhi'an City...... It should be that Zhi'an No. 2 Middle School is completely on fire, Lu Hao, you know, right? It was he and that Hong Tianyi who actually engaged in the toilet, and then I don't know what happened, detonated the methane in the underground pipe of the toilet, and it exploded. ”

"Ah, isn't it? Lu Hao and Hong Tianyi, no wonder Cheng Tian saw them mixed together, they turned out to be ...... Tsk, it's really unseemly...... Haha......"

"This is not all! You see, this is a high-definition picture of the scene, how about not playing mosaic without conscience? Blind your dog's eyes, right? Now the Internet is calling Lu Hao and Hong Tianyi as......

"It's a shame to even take us to the second middle school, Emma! When I went to college, I guess my roommates would talk about it!"

......

After coming out of the examination room, Lin Feng heard many candidates talking about the explosion in the toilet in the morning.

However, Lin Feng didn't bring his mobile phone to the exam room today, so it's a pity that I can't see those wonderful comments on the Internet.

In addition to the toilet explosion in the morning, everyone talked more about the super difficult Chinese test paper this morning, especially the strange essay questions.

"Ah, how did you do in the exam? My essay is a mess, I don't know what to write at all, so I write it randomly. ”

"yes, so am I, what a mess. I also fooled around casually, otherwise I wouldn't have had time to write an essay!"

"It's over! I guess this time, I can only get three or forty points for my essay, I have prepared a lot of materials, thinking how I can rely on one or two! It turns out that such a strange essay topic ......

......

Hearing the complaints of these candidates, Lin Feng just smiled slightly and walked out of the campus gate of No. 2 Middle School.

At this time, not only her mother was anxiously waiting in the crowd at the door, but beside her, Luo Qingqing and Li Yutong were also looking inside with anticipation.

As soon as he saw Lin Feng walking out, Luo Qingqing happily beckoned and shouted, "Xiaofeng, this ......way! How's it going?"

Li Yutong was also under the light veil, showing a smile that could get drunk to death, and beckoned to Lin Feng.