On the embankment of the lake, where there was no one in the lake, a woman suddenly walked in. The shadow is lonely, standing on the shore of the lake, such as clouds and green silk and the wind flying, the slender waist branch skirt fluttering, and a green willow beside her. People can't help but wonder: is she like a willow Qianqian, or a willow like her?

Holding a red wine gourd in his hand, gentle and quiet, looking at the tall buildings and distant mountains, the green lake and the clouds.

Standing by the lake alone, she rewarded the beautiful scenery of golden scales, sighed at the prosperity and prosperity, no one disturbed or disturbed, but she didn't know that in the eyes of all living beings at this moment, she was the most beautiful scenery. Graceful, the mountains and rivers add color, the end is the national color and the fragrance of the sky is chaotic, and the lonely Hong Feiyan is shocked!

There are people on the street here, buying cakes, drinking, hurrying, selling goods, all kinds of things, I don't know who noticed the beauty first, first a few people stopped moving, stopped to watch, and then everyone on the side of the embankment seemed to be under a spell, looking in the same direction. Some of them looked at it and didn't knock it down, and some poured wine and tea, but they didn't know that the cup was overflowing. The women who went shopping here were also shocked in their hearts, surprised by this person, this scene is really beautiful, just right, although she looks at her light makeup, plain dress, but can go to that station, but let the green mountains and green waters no longer bright color. They stopped to watch, pointed, and whispered about her movements, and a nameless air arose in their hearts. That is jealousy and jealousy, and it is the feeling of jealousy that arises from seeing this beautiful woman and being ashamed of oneself.

I saw with my own eyes this beautiful scenery that only existed in paintings and stories, but no one dared to come forward to disturb it, for fear that this red dust painting scroll would be shattered in an instant.

Occasionally, there are talented people who want to come here and want to go upstairs to drink, because Bai Gongzi is here to charter the venue, and he still has some regret and anger in his heart. But after only turning around and walking a few steps, this scene suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he was stunned, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart:

Beautiful, pure and beautiful, beautiful and unreal. Amazing this square inch of the world, but the words in the mouth are really difficult to express. The poems and scriptures they have learned are indispensable for the praise of women, but now they can't find a word to describe it, because her beauty is not only her red face, she is reflected with the scenery of this Xuanwu Lake, engraved into the picture scroll of mountains and rivers, and can not find any flaws.

The lake and mountains, the skirt is green, and the willow branches of the wine pot are like a dream.

She is integrated into this square inch of heaven and earth, such as the gods holding a pen to depict the mythological scroll, which is a landscape that is carefully designed and specially placed by the heavens.

The so-called artistic conception is like this.

All the talented people who saw this scene jumped out of their hearts: If poetry has a spirit, then it is so!

This situation and this scene can be met but not sought, and it is even said that tens of millions of people come and go here, but this moment can be called beautiful!

A genius in the teahouse suddenly shouted like a madman: "Ah, this !! little second brother, pen, pen, pen, quick, quick, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, get it quickly!"

He sat in the teahouse, sitting on the side of the street like Shen Qiye. It's the most real. Although the woman was more than fifty feet away from him, this scene, this person, was forever fixed in his heart, and it will be difficult to forget for the rest of his life.

He looked crazy on his face, frantically urging the shopkeeper. Fortunately, in the Dawu Dynasty, the culture is prosperous and prosperous, and this place is close to this famous building is too delicious, and there are many talented people who come and go, and from time to time there are talented and beautiful people who improvise poems and paintings. The four treasures of the study, even if they have nothing to do with their own business, the shops on the street have already habitually prepared one or two sets.

Because no one is sure if the person who inscribes poems and lyrics in your store will be the next writer in the literary world.

And leaving poems to appreciate together, and the talents who come and go to evaluate each other is a good story.

He snatched the pen and paper from the shopkeeper, raised his sleeve, and no longer cared about being gentle. Pushing away the teacup, he spread out the paper on the humble tea table and began to paint.

Shen Qiye looked at him excitedly, the wolf in his hand did not stop waving, and from time to time he looked at the beautiful woman standing by the lake, sweat flowed down his forehead, and he waved his sleeves to wipe it. But her eyes were still fixed on the beautiful scenery in the distance, for fear that she would walk away at any time.

And on the street outside the teahouse, the three talented men who were in a group also put away the folding fans. Stand still, talk to ear, and whisper what words to use to compose poems and lyrics, in order to recite this amazing moment.

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Shen Qiye held the teacup in his hand, and the heat fluttered and flew away, but it was frozen in mid-air, not moving for a long time.

I can't help but marvel in my heart: this woman, standing on the shore of this lake, just the right mountains and waters, buildings and trees, shine with her in the sun, echoing each other, can be described as truly poetic and picturesque, and the beauty is extreme.

The woman was looking at the tall building in the distance, but after standing for a long time, she slowly withdrew her gaze and sighed softly.

This sigh, everyone was silent, but their hearts felt slightly cold, as if the melancholy had also infected themselves.

Suddenly coming back to her senses, she turned and walked this way. Step by step, walking on the breeze, the breeze and the gods also blew into the hearts of everyone, waking up the obsessed people.

The long street that had just been frozen woke up instantly, and everyone reacted to all kinds of gaffes on their bodies, which was inevitably a little chaos.

The scholar who worked hard to paint. At this time, he will finish his painting. Seeing that the woman was about to leave, she hesitated again and again, and finally mustered up the courage to walk up with the scroll.

The people on the long street were amazed, but no one dared to go there. But this painting scholar, his clothes were a little messy, his fingers were also stained with a little ink, and his face was nervous, but he did something they didn't dare to do.

The already calm street made waves again because of the fall of this stone. But that's not a pebble.

"Where did this scholar come from, so bold and bold!"

"That, that person's appearance is so familiar, that jade pendant. Is it ???That's, that's one of the four unique paintings!!

"How could it be? How could it be, wasn't it rumored recently that he was recording the majestic posture of my great warrior in the northern border city to defend the country?

"Can't be wrong! On his waist is the Venerable Dragon Yinyun Black Jade Pendant given by the Holy Lord today, which is a unique piece in the world! I was fortunate to see it in the capital back then. You can't go wrong. ”

"This, that's a real deal. ”

The few people at the table next to Shen Qiye were fiercely discussing what was going to happen. One of them recognized the seemingly unruly scholar, who was one of the four masterpieces of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting in the Dawu literary circle, and a contemporary painting saint.

When the dust settled, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and they were even more frightened and amazed. I just feel that today's wine was not drunk in vain, this pot of tea was not in vain, in short, today is not in vain.

"Yes, fortunately, there is a painting of the holy ink against the edge here, recording the moment of shocking the world. Eh, I think about it, and only he has the confidence to present this painting to this beautiful woman. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the table nodded in agreement. After sitting down, there is no discussion about it, and you are ready to witness it with your own eyes, which is destined to go down in history.

Shen Qiye finally put the cup of warm tea that was about to cool into his mouth. When the tea was finished, he picked up another piece of candied fruit from his plate.

Mo Zhifeng, who was in the distance, finally walked quickly and intercepted the woman. Everyone watched from afar as the two saluted each other, and after a short conversation, Mo Yifeng showed the picture scroll for the beauty. But what happened next was not as everyone expected, and the woman also looked at the picture scroll and talked to him a few more words. But after that, the two of them shirked. The woman brushed her sleeves away, but Mo was against the front, but she seemed to be chasing after her.

Everyone is looking at the question marks on their heads.

What's going on?

Women in the world, but if they can get ink and paint for them in person, they must be able to blow for a hundred years. If this woman's beauty can get this, if she can get this special, it will definitely be famous all over the world, everyone knows it, and no one knows a generation of beautiful women!

But why is it that the current situation seems to be reversed. It seems that the woman is refusing to come to offer a painting, and Mo Yifeng is chasing after him, but the woman is persuading him to do it himself?

This is what should have been a beautiful painting of a beautiful woman falling into the city, why did it become so.

Everyone on the sidelines was puzzled. Shen Qiye was also confused here. Curious what kind of demon this person is playing?

However, the attitude of things is developing very fast, and there is no room for people to think about it anymore. For the woman was already walking briskly this way. The painter on the side was still chasing after him chattering.

It doesn't matter if she goes, but the people who are watching the show here are all startled, and they unconsciously make way for her.

The female compatriots in the crowd shot countless resentful glances at the comer.

The light blue skirt is extremely simple, and the face is just light makeup, and there is not much decoration on the head. But it was the dressed-up flowers and branches in the crowd, and the red, green, and green ladies and maids couldn't hold their heads up.

Shen Qiye watched her slowly walk to this side, her lips squirmed, and she couldn't help but say a word of praise: "Why do you need to be light blue and dark red, you are the first class among flowers!"

The woman was also distressed, but her eyes swept to this side, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her heart was paying attention.

(When I came back yesterday, my brother picked me up, and I drank too much in the evening, which made me very embarrassed.) Chapters were written, but they weren't sent. Why, let's make up for the big guy today.,The person I deliberately used a small chapter to describe.,It's bound to be the protagonist.。 Anyway, now I'm back from a business trip, and I'll update normally later. Hungry for support. ）