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Fragrant flowers, fine wine, flames, bonfires, pretty girls, the moonlight is like drunk, and the paintings are as beautiful as scrolls. The girls of this night, dressed in national costumes, danced national dances, and sang ancient national love songs.

"I'm at one end of the creek,

I can't forget the look back when you left,

Standing by the river again and again,

Hope that you will come back from a long way.

I'm at one end of the river,

Like the stars of heaven waiting for you,

When you think of me,

Don't forget to look up, those are my affectionate eyes......"

The poem is long, long and long, and is sung by every dressing girl, and the lyrics are about two young lovers who are separated by war. It is divided into two parts, the first part is about the girl's longing for her lover day and night in her hometown, and the second part is about the boy's undying love for the girl. Later, the girl waited from the age of fifteen to the age of twenty-five, and there was no news of her lover, so she had to leave her hometown and go to a distant place to find the person she missed, but what awaited her was a tragic fate, the boy had died in battle ten years ago, leaving only a suicide note, which told his love for the girl, and the girl could not bear such a parting of life and death, and found the battlefield where the boy died, where he committed suicide with a sword.

This poem has few pleasant parts, many sad places, and is poignant and moving, and it has always been sung among young men and women, and has become a song of love and a song of festivals here.

Because this time it's a girl's dress. Therefore, it is all about the girl's thoughts about the boy, and when it comes to the men's dress festival, the other half will be sung, which is the story in the 'suicide note'. Bimoyer learned about the meaning of the poem during the banquet, and he only thought it was quite touching, and he didn't have much other feelings. Nearby, however, there were girls who had not attended the dress festival and wept bitterly.

The party was held in the wilderness, with a small river next to it, and everyone was sitting on the carpet. Because the protagonists of the feast are young men and women, the unmarried young people of this age group are seated in the middle circle of the venue, while the adults are all seated in the outer circle, and only a few elders, elders, or people of status in the town are allowed to sit in the middle seat.

After the singing, there is a dance, which is first performed by young married men and women to show how happy and happy they are when they get married. After the married dancer, the young guy goes to the dance. After they danced for a while, the girls of the dressing festival came up to lead the dance, and the boys danced, and when they arrived, it was the climax of the whole dress-up night. During this long dance, the girl invites all unmarried men over the age of seventeen to dance, and if the girl has a crush on a boy during the dance, she unties the garland bell tied around her wrist and gives it to the boy, and the boy can dance hand in hand with the girl. At the same time, it also means that they have become a couple and see each other as marriage partners. So it's a very solemn part. It is also one of the three links that can promise a lifetime at the night banquet.

Bimoyer felt that the local customs of each country were very different and very interesting, and he was willing to experience this ethnic customs here, and at this time, a variety of delicacies were served on everyone's dinner table. Petal sugar cakes, hazelnuts, grapes, melons and fruits, mostly sweet fruits and the like. There was no meat, and there was also some alcohol.

Wine is good wine, and Bimøyer has never smelled such fragrant wine, although he is not an alcoholic, nor is he a drunkard. But he also knows the quality of the wine, he heard the people on the side say that this wine is made by the locals themselves, made with flower petals and a kind of local unique grain, the aroma is attacking, the yield is very small, only at the night banquet, everyone will take out this wine to feast and drink, usually light yì can not drink. And what I drink now is not the best, only when it comes to the stage of offering and toasting, will the best and most fragrant wine be taken out.

Bimoyer was shocked when he heard this, the wine he was drinking now was fragrant enough, and the aroma could be smelled from miles away, and there would be even better, so good that would be.

Among his companions were two good winers, and they could not help but smell the wine, like an old cow seeing a red cloth, and a hungry dog seeing a big bone stick. Because the wine bottle is wooden, the wine bottle and the cork are like a whole, and they can only be opened with a special wine opener, they will not use it, they are troublesome, smell the aroma of the wine next to it, and they can't help it, so they are anxious to break the cork directly with their teeth, and drink it.

After drinking this mouth, the already small bottle of wine was drunk by them for more than half of it, and after drinking it, they took a long sip, with a look of satisfaction and happiness, completely immersed in the taste of this wine.

A young man next to him was frightened when he saw them drinking like this, and shouted: "You can't drink like this, you can't drink like this, you drink like this, but you have ruined such a good wine." ”

The two men looked at him puzzled.

The young man said: "Our wine is called 'Huameicao Aromatic Wine', it is not easy to make a bottle, it takes a lot of effort, including the brewing process, the method of making, and the brewing time, the utensils used to hold the wine, and the final drinking method are all exquisite. ”

These two people didn't know that such a small bottle of 'Huameicao Aromatic Wine' was sold abroad, and it was often tens of thousands of gold, which was one of the main incomes of local villages and towns, and the secret recipe was never passed on, so the output was very small. And it's not a matter of money, the locals are hospitable, and don't mind inviting outsiders to participate in their own folk festivals and offer their own wine, but the precious thing is that this wine is cumbersome and time-consuming, and the best wine can only be made in the right season with the right method, if you can't use the best and most correct way to drink this wine, isn't it a waste of waste?

These two fools were too anxious, and then they realized that they had made a mistake, so they hurriedly said sorry and apologized. And he asked how he should drink it.

The young people were angry, but they also patiently taught them how to drink 'flower and grass wine' in line with the custom of hospitality. He said: "Our kind of wine, mainly made of the petals of the dew flower with green corn, after brewing, it is made into a bottle of white sand tung wood and bottled for preservation, all the wine aroma is sealed and concentrated in the white sand tung wine, the bottle is just opened, and the wine aroma can not be completely released." You have to throw the green corn rice leaves into the wine bottle to let the aroma and lusciousness of the wine be released quickly. As he spoke, he put the two rice leaves that came with the sake into the bottle, and the aroma of the sake suddenly became more intense and wonderful.

The eyes of the two big fools straightened when they heard it, and they hurriedly did the same. Then the wine was poured into a wine glass specially held for wine, and after drinking, the eyes lit up, and the beauty of the two wine lovers was fascinated, and the delicious taste of the wine was many times more sweet than the Gangniu drink, and it was simple and wonderful. The two of them shouted regret in their hearts, regretting that they didn't ask clearly before drinking, and the remaining little bit was not enough for two or three cups to be gone, and it was impossible to want another bottle.

Bimoyer heard the young man's instructions on how to drink, and put two rice leaves in the bottle. Pour out a small cup of delicious light drink, the wine is sweet but not astringent, sweet but not greasy, fragrant and pleasant, the aftertaste is endless, even if people who don't like to drink wine drink this wine is just one word - beautiful!

They are a mercenary group, and there are only three of them who are old enough and not married, so they are in the front circle. Everyone else who came to participate had to sit behind the outer circle, and they didn't have a bottle. There is only one cup of meaning, otherwise there would not be so many bottles of wine for everyone to drink. When the two men finished drinking their own wine, they could only look at Bimoyer's wine, and one by one they looked at it with a pleading face, hoping that Bimoyer would be merciful. Reward both of them a little. But Bimoyer turned a blind eye at all, pretending not to know anything, not seeing anything, just a little snickering on his face and showing pride.

How the two didn't see Bimoyer's evil smile, both of them put on a straight face: "Stingy." What do you have to say, that friend just said that there will be wine to drink after a while, I'm not in a hurry. ”

Bimoyer still ignored it, and went on and on.

These two were so angry that their eyes were red: "Drink, drink, drink you, it's like never drank wine in your last life." Hmph! I'm. ”

Wendini watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, and pleaded for them: "Bimoyer, look at their pitiful appearance, just share them a little." ”

As soon as the two men heard Wendini speak for them, hope burned in their eyes again.

Bimoyer still said badly: "Didn't they just say that there will be wine to drink in a while, don't care about me, let them wait." ”

When the two of them heard this, they hated it so much that they turned around and never looked this way again.

Wendini looked at the two of them, feeling a little guilty for not helping, but seeing that Bimoyer was drunk and reassured, she didn't care at all.

Bimoyer glanced at it, saw Wendini's expression, and leaned in and whispered, "I was deliberately angry with them, these two guys usually always speak ill of me behind my back, thinking I don't know." Hmph, it's my turn to make them angry today. ”

Wendini covered her mouth and smiled: "Hehe, it turns out that you heard it, I thought you didn't know." But I didn't know that you were so bad and held such a grudge. ”

"Well, I'm going to hold a grudge. With a smile, Bimoyer poured another glass of wine. He and Wendini get along day and night, and after a long time, they don't have those raw points, not to mention that Wendini is still a cute elf and goblin. He handed the wine to Wendini: "Would you like a drink, it's delicious." ”

Wendini hesitated, twisted her body, and shook her head: "Don't want it, you should drink it." She actually wanted to drink it when she smelled it, not to mention that this wine was full of floral and woody aromas, which was her favorite, but she had the last drinking experience, so she didn't dare to try it. The last time someone deliberately manipulated her and tricked her into taking a sip of spirits, she just took a small sip, and she was so drunk that her cheeks were red, cute, mushy, and a lot of inexplicable things, and then flew around the house like a headless fly, so that the people who saw it made fun of her for a long time, and this time she didn't dare to drink it again.

Bimoye persuaded: "It's okay, this wine is really good, I think it will be good for you to drink it, I don't believe you try it." ”

"Really?" Wendini didn't believe that anyone would believe in Bimoyer, and when she saw that Bimoyer was so bent on letting her drink, she leaned over to the wine glass and took a shallow sip. After tasting it, it really made her feel very delicious, and without waiting for Bimoyer to say anything, she took another sip, and then another sip. One sip after another, it was fine at first, but this wine had a lot of momentum, and it didn't take long for Wentini, who drank seven or eight sips of wine in a row, to start getting dizzy, and then swayed and fell into Bimoye's arms, but this time it was okay and didn't say anything.

Bimoyer carefully picked her up and lay her down beside her. Now Wendini has long been stable and does not worry about the danger of dissolving the elements. Bimoyer himself eats the fruit and continues to experience this national celebration.

After drinking for a while, a Qianqian figure suddenly walked up to Bimoye's table and made a gesture of invitation to him. Bimoyer saw that the woman in front of him was the girl in the blue dress he had seen on the float during the day, the most beautiful of all the girls who participated in the festival according to Sanchi. At this time, although the girl has changed her dress, she is still dressed in blue, so close to the distance, I only feel that her eyes are like pearls and bright moons, delicate nose bridge, beautiful lips, a pair of slender eyebrows are picturesque, cheeks are ruddy, teeth are like rhinoceros, hair is like a waterfall, with blue clothes on the body, like a fairy in the moon, a fairy in flowers, all moving.

Bimoyer didn't expect her to suddenly come to her table, and she was a little stunned when she looked at her.

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