"Love must exist!" Yu Hui said seriously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What an unspeakable thing!

Before I knew it, I had a person in my heart who was haunted by my dreams!

"Love?"

Feng Wan and the fox looked at the people around her suspiciously, and the tenderness in her heart turned into thick water, rippling and rippling.

Isn't love all around us?

Under the silver light, the girl's face was longing. The face of the moon shone like the bright moon, blooming in the night.

"Ahem, I have a new song......" Yu Hui suddenly felt a little cramped and embarrassed.

"Xianggong has a new work again?"

Feng Wanyuan was pleasantly surprised when she heard this, as if she had become a little fan girl at this time!

Skillfully grinding, holding a pen with a bright wrist, and the fragrance of ink overflowed in the room.

Yu Hui took the wolf's hair, and it was difficult to ride the tiger at the moment, so she had to carry another song.

The number of words is not much, Liao Liao is dozens, and I finish writing it!

"Wash your hands and eat!, hurry up!" Yu Hui took a step forward.

Feng Wanyuan hurriedly came to the desk curiously and looked at it, wondering what other poems he had written.

The previous song "If life is only as first seen" is enough to be passed on forever, and it will definitely impress countless migrants in the future!

And pork is ahead, and the price of pig's trotters is about to rise......

cough, the pearl jade is in front, and even if the poems behind can't reach this height, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people!

This is not the decline of the river, let alone the end of Jiang Lang's talent!

After all, everyone has a state of that.

Gazing at it and savoring it, Feng Wan Kite was shocked, this is another eternal work!

"Queqiao Immortal"

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win and there are countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can they be there, morning and twilight?

“...... If the two love each other lasts for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?"

Feng Wanyuan took this lyric, and her jade hands trembled.

Why do you think this one will be inferior to the previous one?

As soon as this word comes out, who dares to write lyrics on Qixi Festival?!

Especially the payment there, which warmed her heart:

-- For my wife.

- Yu Hui.

Thin clouds,

Obscure meteors,

Lovesick grievances,

The Milky Way in the distance,

The ever-changing night,

But only alone!

Meeting on the Tanabata Festival in the autumn breeze and white dew is better than those couples in the world who look together but look like each other.

Complaining about lovesickness, tenderness like water, a short meeting is like a dream, and I can't bear to look at the magpie bridge road when we are separated.

As long as the two love until death, why should they be greedy for the joy and twilight of the Qing Dynasty and me.

This word melts into the scene, touches the scene, and the style is sad and sad. Unique, ambitious.

With this talent, it is not difficult to enter the four major colleges!

――――――――

The breeze is bleak and the fog is in full swing.

Yu Hui put her bags on her back, and before leaving, she still had a feeling and copied a poem!

"Yulin Bell"

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more so Kan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! Where to wake up tonight? This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who do you say it to?

Ten miles of a long pavilion, five miles of a short pavilion. Responsible for providing services such as buildings and supplies to the messengers.

Later, it was mostly used as a farewell, and this scene was exciting and emotional.

Yu Hui lost her pen and walked away in great strides, without looking back!

In July, the wild goose flies south!

The fruit trees by the roadside were full of large and small fruits, and the branches drooped heavily from the load, and they crossed the hedges and hooked the hair of passers-by.

Yu Hui walked forward in great strides like this, and he didn't look back at a single step!

Feng Wanyuan remembered that the gaze he was gazing at before seemed to meet with his own gaze in the air, as if he had crossed a boundless river of time and space!

As soon as Yu Hui turned around, this gaze was retracted!

Feng Wanyuan watched his majestic back walk towards the skyline, and he didn't look back at a single step!

Feng Wanyuan had been waiting, waiting for a glance of his head before disappearing, waiting for his more affectionate and moving gaze. But he didn't, not once.

Feng Wanyuan began to understand slowly, slowly, that the so-called husband and wife just mean that your fate with him is that you are constantly watching his back drift away in this life and this life.

You stand at this end of the path, watching him fade away at the bend in the path, and he silently tells you with his back: don't chase!

How can 100 steels be turned into finger wrapping softness!

In his mind, there is only a flower-like face that blooms in the season, blooming in the bottom of his heart!

Feng Wanyuan felt heartache again, tears fell uncontrollably, and her body was shaking as she clutched the piece of paper that Yu Hui had mentioned.

"It's just parting, what's the big deal. ”

Yu Hui stretched out her hand and wiped her eyes, still striding forward, but her hands were already wet.