"And a ......"

Qin Pujia's eyes flashed with a gleam, and she finally knew why Ye Ling had lost a kiss.

However, compared to this matter, Qin Pujia was more curious about the poems that Ye Lingtian was going to write next.

The first song is already so extraordinary, what about the second one?

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly and looked at the position in the middle of the lake, where an old man was fishing in the middle of the lake with a lonely boat.

The second song, titled "Jiang Xue", is a thousand mountains and birds, and thousands of people are gone. Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. ”

Ye Lingtian slowly spoke.

After reading it, he was slightly stunned, when he used to learn this poem, he was still young and didn't understand anything, but this time he just read it casually, taking advantage of it.

But thinking that it has been more than ten years since he crossed into this world, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loneliness.

The poet is lonely, and the man in the poem is lonely, and how can he, the presenter and the spectator, not be so?

In the last second, he was still saying that no one in the world knew you, and in the next second, he was only fishing alone in the cold river and snow, but there were also people who were inexplicably ridiculed.

Thinking that Liu Gong was twenty-one years old, when he was in high spirits, his father died, his wife also passed away, and his friend Liu Yuxi failed to change the law, and was finally demoted to Yongzhou, and all thoughts were lost, this kind of loneliness is not something that ordinary people can ignore.

For a poet, the pain of life can often be turned into literary beauty, and the loneliness into a beautiful snow scene is not a kind of beauty?

"The ultimate loneliness is not the ultimate beauty, learn to taste the loneliness, maybe you can see the scenery farther away."

Ye Lingtian muttered to himself, a smile appearing on his face.

He's not sentimental, he knows what he wants, he knows what he's doing, and even though he's in a world where he doesn't fit, he has to leave something of his own.

Otherwise, how do you prove that you've been here?

“......”

When the two girls heard this, they only felt an inexplicable tightness in their hearts, and an indescribable sense of loneliness came to their faces.

If the first song is a kind of heroism and self-confidence, then the second song is endless loneliness and depression.

This poem gives people the feeling that it is independent from the world, unstained with the dust of the world, and extremely clean, but the more this is the case, the stronger the sense of loneliness it brings.

Once a person is no longer contaminated with the dirt of the world, then his life must also be full of infinite loneliness, because in his life, he may be the only one, and it is impossible for outsiders to enter his life.

"So lonely, so lonely, so depressing verse."

Su Qingcheng's expression was extremely complicated.

This poem gave her the strongest feeling, because she was a homeless person, and how lonely she was, perhaps only she knew herself.

The killer of Luo Wang, who has no home, used to have a small home, that is, the general's mansion of the talented Su Zhantian, although she is a pawn arranged by Luo Wang, but on the surface, she is still the daughter of the general's mansion.

But now that she has betrayed the net, the General's Mansion naturally can't go back.

As for the Gate of Heaven......

Will it really be her home?

She didn't know why Ye Lingtian still kept her, maybe she had some special value, how could a person who was full of intrigues and tricks really be good to her?

All the other party's actions must be based on some kind of interests, and Su Qingcheng will not have the slightest doubt about this.

Su Qingcheng couldn't help but look at Ye Lingtian.

The so-called poetry is born from the heart, this man who is full of intrigue and intrigue also understands that he can't have any friends at all, so he makes such lonely verses.

The so-called Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, who in the world does not know you, isn't it a kind of self-comfort after thousands of loneliness?

"It's a ...... Tibetan poems with infinite loneliness......"

Qin Pujia tasted the lonely artistic conception in it.

She glanced at Ye Lingtian silently, and for some reason, she only felt that the smile on this man's face was a little far-fetched and sad.

83 Chinese network latest address

He seems to be only eighteen years old!

As the third prince of Tianmen, he should have been carefree about whatever he wanted, and he could easily obtain money, women, and rights.

But why is he lonely?

All of a sudden, Qin Pujia suddenly had an inexplicable curiosity about Ye Lingtian, and she really wanted to analyze the other party's heart to see what secrets he was still hiding.

Feeling the inexplicable loneliness, Ye Lingtian looked at Qin Pujia evilly and said, "Pujia, do you think that your son-in-law is outstanding at this moment?" Are you convinced? ”

"Hmm."

Qin Pujia nodded lightly, she was indeed outstanding in literature.

"So kiss here, kiss ...... twice"

Ye Lingtian pointed to his lips and shared the loneliness, naturally he also had to get the fragrance, this was the business that did not lose money.

Qin Pujia's face turned red, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat.

"Huh!"

Su Qingcheng smiled coldly and immediately pushed Qin Pujia into Ye Lingtian's arms.

Ye Lingtian casually hugged Qin Pujia's waist and said with a light smile: "If you cheat, you can have a warm quilt tonight." ”

Qin Pujia bit her lip lightly, stood on tiptoe, kissed Ye Lingtian's face like a dragonfly, and then pushed Ye Lingtian away and said, "Okay!" ”

"That's it?"

Ye Lingtian touched his face, it was better to touch it with his own hands, he didn't feel anything.

"Or else?"

Qin Pujia's face was a little unnatural, this is not satisfied? Greedy guys.

"I didn't see it just now, do it again."

Su Qingcheng coaxed.

"Humph! You kiss your son yourself, don't you see it? ”

Qin Pujia looked at Su Chengcheng coldly.

"Sister's heart is beating so fast, you look at the frozen lake, it's all broken."

Su Tingcheng pointed to the lake.

"Is my sister jealous?"

Qin Pujia retorted.

"Huh."

Su Qingcheng gloated and looked at Qin Pujia, jealous? Are you kidding?

Ye Lingtian took a sip of wine, looked at the old man fishing in the middle of the lake and said, "How do you feel when you see that old man?" ”

"Loneliness!"

Su Chengcheng said subconsciously.

"Lonely fart, that's Bai Xiaosheng, a lot of age, and he still likes to visit the Qinglou, he is disrespectful to the old."

Ye Lingtian sighed.

"Little friend, don't slander the old man's innocence, the old man never goes to that kind of place."

On the lonely boat, the old man blew his beard and glared, looking at Ye Lingtian with displeasure on his face.

He is none other than Bai Xiaosheng, a very mysterious existence.

There is nothing he doesn't know about the things in the world.

Of course, Bai Xiaosheng may be a person or an organization, but no one knows where it is.

For thousands of years, there have been hundreds of Xiaosheng, and the background of this force is naturally not simple.

83 Chinese network latest address