Before going to bed, An Ronghua sat in front of the mirror and combed his hair, unconsciously recalling today's strategy for Xia Huaijin, although he had a slight gain, he still ended up acting strangely.

"Am I really weird today?"

"It's simply the queen mother's demeanor, but like a wild cat in heat. In the mirror, the dignified image of the Queen Mother appeared.

"If you hold on to the queen mother's shelf, you will only be left with a widowed and lonely life. ”

"But what about you dressing up and grooming yourself, he just looked at you one more time, and you thought he was emotionally attracted to you?"

"I am younger than you, more beautiful than you, more approachable than you, more bent and able than you, as long as I have a heart, he will be moved by me. ”

"Is it really worth the trouble to please someone?"

"It's worth it. An Ronghua told himself firmly.

"How hard it must be to enter a person's heart!"

"If it weren't for you, an old man, who had occupied Huai Jin's heart, he would have been completely attracted to me! ”

"I'll see. ”

"Wait and see!"

On the day of the appointment with Xia Bingliang, after noon, he asked Xiang Gu to inform An Ronghua that he was ready to leave, but he didn't see Xiang Gu come back for a long time.

"This Xiang Gu, I got closer to Gu Nu, the good ones don't learn the bad ones, but they are at ease, and there are more and more rules. ”

Xia Bingliang personally went to An Ronghua's room, only to hear Gu Sheng's loveless voice reply: "This one is good-looking, and that one is also good-looking." ”

"What are you rubbing?" Xia Bingliang walked into the room suspiciously, only to see An Ronghua looking at the two sets of clothes in his hand, and there were a pile on the side.

"Which dress does Xiao Liang'er think is more suitable for me?" An Ronghua asked expectantly.

Although An Ronghua dresses differently on weekdays, Xia Bingliang has never seen a day when she is so meticulous and calculating.

"It's all right! Today you just accompany me to the Poetry Lantern Festival to do chores, it doesn't have to be so grand. Xia Bingliang said helplessly.

"That's not good, you children really don't understand the minds of adults, forget it, I'll choose it myself!" An Ronghua gave up the advice of others.

"You're only a few years older than me, so why do you call yourself an adult? Xia Bingliang said thoughtfully.

An Ronghua chose his own clothes and chose a light blue simple Luo skirt, which was light and elegant.

"That's it, blue is what he likes. An Ronghua decided to come down, so he drove Xia Bingliang and Xiang Gu out, "Set off in an hour, if you are rubbed, my father and I will not wait for you!"

"Got it. ”

An Ronghua carefully dressed up, retouched her makeup, and even selected the most suitable small accessories for the earrings.

Xia Huaijin and Xia Bingliang were already at the gate of the mansion, and the carriage was waiting, but An Ronghua was delayed.

"This valley girl, I don't know what to say. Xia Bingliang said with a tense face.

As soon as the words fell, a woman in blue clothes came late, swaying in the wind, the Luo skirt, reflecting the sky, illuminating the gray of the slate, step by step like a fairy in the water, the bell swayed the most beautiful curve, so clear and bright, eye-catching.

"Wow, is this a valley girl?" Xiang Gu couldn't help but exclaim.

"I don't know what to say!" Xia Bingliang deliberately disliked.

As fate would have it, Xia Huaijin was dressed in dark blue clothes today, calm and atmospheric, and An Ronghua was dressed in an innocent and pure light blue.

"Let's go. ”

Before An Ronghua could get closer, Xia Huaijin opened his mouth and turned around with Xia Bingliang and went out.

"They didn't wait for me. An Ronghua trotted up and caught up with the two.

On the carriage, Xia Bingliang showed Xia Huaijin the poems and lanterns he designed, each with its own characteristics.

"Can Xiao Liang'er do such a complex structure?" An Ronghua was skeptical.

"Of course, as long as you don't do it a disservice. ”

"Don't cry and yell and beg me to make a lamp for you.

Inside and outside the academy, the official carriages were parked tightly, and several people got out of the carriage and walked into it.

Xia Huaijin had never set foot in the academy, and today was the first time she appeared.

"Bingliang, and the beautiful lady who invited you last time!" Xia Bingliang's classmate came up to greet him, "Who is this?"

"My father, the King. Xia Bing's conscience was indescribably proud and joyful.

"King Jin is good. "Classmates are polite.

"No need to be polite. Xia Huaijin was a little uncomfortable when she first came.

"Bingliang, you are so good, your father will come to accompany you to participate in the poetry and lantern conference in his busy schedule, and he will be entertained and educated. ”

The purpose of the Poetry Lantern Conference is to promote culture, entertain students, and promote feelings. In the empty courtyard, tables are set up, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, materials and tools are readily available, and you can choose your own position to make poetry lanterns.

"The Royal Academy is getting more and more interesting these days. An Ronghua couldn't help but sigh.

Xia Bingliang couldn't wait to get started, but in order to show his strength in this poetry lantern fair, he specially asked the master who made the lantern for advice on methods and skills.

An Ronghua was pleasantly surprised to see that Xia Bingliang's technique of tying the lamp was very smooth, and he was indeed a child who took everything seriously.

"That's good!" An Ronghua did not hesitate to praise.

"Of course the prince is amazing!" Xiang Guyi excitedly cut out the lantern paper.

"Clumsy, I'll come!" An Ronghua pushed Xiang Gu over to do the work of making paste.

"Where has your father gone?" An Ronghua looked around.

"Father went to ask the Taifu for advice. ”

"It's to find out if your kid is working hard in the academy. An Ronghua said.

"Naturally, I am very serious and hardworking. ”

Each family began to make lamps one after another, and most of the children of high-ranking officials and nobles were sons and daughters who did not touch the spring water with their fingers. The rough work of making lamps is done by the people who bring them, and they write poems and paintings at most, and some of them do not learn and have no skills, so they focus on participating.

The lanterns designed by Xia Bingliang are presented one by one, with square and short shapes, as well as unique tower shapes, polygonal shapes, and flower plate styles......

An Ronghua made a proper move, and suddenly a group of students coaxed and hugged a young and shy boy and surrounded him.

"Gu Nu, this is for you!" he was a little nervous and handed over a delicate little lantern.

"Send me!" An Ronghua was confused for a moment.

"On that day, I, I fell in love with you at first sight, and since then, I have been crazy and can't help myself!"

A group of people suddenly coaxed, although An Ronghua was not shocked, but she still smiled happily, she had accepted old age, but she was fortunate to be able to experience the best youth again, and there was the joy of youth.

Xiang Gu's expression was more exaggerated and exaggerated, but Xia Bingliang just looked at An Ronghua quietly.

"Do you like me?" An Ronghua was unusually calm and unashamed.

"Yes. He replied.

"Do you think I'm beautiful and beautiful?" asked An Ronghua again.

"Yes!"

"But if one day I grow old and my beauty is gone, will you still have a soft spot for me?" An Ronghua asked solemnly, "You look at me now, it is like a new lantern, bright and shining, but with the passage of time, the lantern will gradually break down and decay, and it will no longer be beautiful, and at that time, it will be replaced with a new one, and the lantern can be replaced by one lantern, but people can't do this." ”

The young man who has just fallen in love has never considered profound problems, he is superficial, only focusing on the attraction of appearance, but he has not thought deeply about the so-called love, which is moved by the heart, and liking is the joy of the eyes.

He is dumbfounded, not every teenager is Xia Huaijin.

An Ronghua accepted the lantern to accept his feelings.

"This lantern is beautiful, I love it, thank you. ”

A sensational confession song ended, An Ronghua is obviously based on the commanding heights, making a group of relaxed future generations unattainable, Xia Bingliang also feels for the first time that An Ronghua's seemingly pampered and presumptuous appearance has an unfathomable heart.

"Xiao Liang'er, look, this is the first time I've received a lantern from a boy!" An Ronghua became childish again.

"Since you like it, why don't you agree to him?" Xia Bingliang asked.

"I just like lanterns, you stinky boys, who know what it means to truly love someone. An Ronghua sighed.

"It's as if you're mature and you know everything. ”

"Of course I do. An Ronghua suddenly deepened, and a little lantern shook.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang is back!" Xiang Gu noticed Xia Huaijin on the corridor, he had been on the corridor for a long time, and he was just watching a young man's play.

An Ronghua turned back happily, and Xia Huaijin walked over naturally.

"Look, I just received my admirer's lantern!" An Ronghua proudly showed off.

"The king saw it. ”

Xia Huaijin only glanced at An Ronghua's smile and the lantern in her hand, and an inexplicable familiar feeling arose in her heart.

It was on Qixi Festival many years ago, An Ronghua and Xia Huaijin officially met for the first time. On Valentine's Day, a folk carnival, An Ronghua received a gift from an admirer, and showed it generously to Xia Huaijin?

"Liang'er, how is the lamp doing?" Xia Huaijin swept past An Ronghua and left.

"It's almost done, let my father write poems and paint, so that we can work together as father and son. ”

"I also want to write poetry, and I also want to paint!" An Ronghua became willful.

"Give you a chance, if I ruin my lamp, I won't forgive you!" Xia Bingliang said that An Ronghua would choose one he liked.

An Ronghua put down the lanterns he received, chose a square lantern, and devoted himself to painting poetry lanterns.

One side of the pearl sand begonia flame blooms, and the other side of the anchovy is lifelike.

One side of the word said: I wish to spend the red dust together, go to Huangquan together; A poem reads: Glory and wealth are like clouds, the face is old and never seen, I don't think about Jinyu's waist, but I want to express my nostalgia between heaven and earth.

The sunset is gone, the sky is getting dark, and the poetry lamps are lit, Xia Huaijin writes all the feelings of the family and the country, the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, and the thoughts in his heart.

And when An Ronghua put pen to paper, Xia Bingliang was very curious about how she could destroy her hard work.

"I'll look at your masterpiece. ”

The result was beyond Xia Bingliang's expectations, An Ronghua was better than he imagined in both painting and calligraphy.

"The painting is good, but the poems written are inexplicable. Xia Bingliang couldn't get used to An Ronghua's entanglement.

"What do you know about you stinky boy!"

An Ronghua also hung up his poetry lamp and looked back at Xia Huaijin, hoping that he could know his own mind.