It rained in March during the Qingming Festival, and the willows on the shore of Xizi Lake were like smoke.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou will go on a tour together, small bridges, smoke and rain, canopy boats, and embankment tourists hold oil-paper umbrellas to enjoy the hazy scenery of the West Lake.

The white mist on the water surface is filled with a sea of clouds and flying boats, and you can't see the green mountains on the opposite shore clearly.

The poet was very prosperous, poured a glass of wine, and called himself a fairy in wine when he was half drunk and half awake.

Visitors are weaving, enjoy the flowers and weeping willows, the spring breeze is pleasant, even the daughter who has not been out of the cabinet will come to the lakeside to swim in the spring accompanied by her family maids, perhaps the bottom of her heart is looking forward to meeting the humble and talented, and achieving a good story.

It is rare to see thousands of people holding umbrellas to swim in the lake, and a certain white must like it very much.

Umbrella vendors are doing a thriving business.

Some things are very strange, for example, in some places, it rains every Qingming Festival, or heavy rain or drizzle, every year, which is quite weird.

Xu Xian stood alone under a tree to shelter from the rain.

When the infant child grew into a jade tree after 19 years, he dressed up in the lake today, and his hair bun was fixed with a smooth wooden hairpin, a typical Shishu robe, holding a folding fan and showing helplessness.

"My sister and brother-in-law really forgot about my little brother......"

Originally, the three of them agreed to go out together today, but the brother-in-law and sister were too happy to play and left with a paper umbrella, leaving Xu Xian Wangyu who had no umbrella and sighed.

The bridge by the lake is very lively, but it is difficult to walk without an umbrella.

I had no choice but to wait for the rain to stop or go back to the city when it was smaller, and I didn't even see an acquaintance after standing for a long time.

I wanted to learn from those poets to recite a poem, but after holding it for a long time, I found that I could only use some simple prescriptions, and I couldn't compose poems at all.

The willow buds are new, the tender green exudes a faint unique smell, the grass in the grassland is rising, but there is a fat rabbit that eats the grass sprouts and seedlings unscrupulously, and the three-petal mouth gently chews to let the spring green swallow the belly, scourge the lawn saplings......

The mist is blue, and the West Lake Su Causeway is like a fairyland.

The rain was light.

Xu Xian breathed a sigh of relief and left the big tree to take the opportunity to enjoy the spring scenery.

The fog is getting bigger and bigger and even overflowing on the stone bridge, you can see the distant mountains, such as a painting of ink and blue, many visitors linger and forget to return to admire the beauty of the scenery of the West Lake, the water of heaven and earth is white, and the smoke willows shake gently.

It's quiet, as if no one wants to break the silence.

Xu Xian felt that the rain was not too big and was not in a hurry to return to the city, unhurried and swaying around the embankment, and felt that the stone bridge was beautiful and went to play, countless people walked through the bluestone of the bridge steps and stepped on the smooth and flat, standing on the bridge on both sides of the lake even the sky has a different taste.

As I walked, I was greeted by a girl in a white dress holding an umbrella......

For a moment, Xu Xian felt inexplicably sad.

Bite~

Looking down, I saw a hosta on the ground, which seemed to have been left by the girl in white just now.

Pick up the hosta and stop the girl.

"Girl~Your hairpin has fallen~"

The girl in white holding the umbrella paused, her thick long hair was as black as ink covering her slender back, and the two white ribbons behind her head swayed gently in the wind, paused slightly, and slowly turned around......

"Your ...... Hairpin...... Hairpin ......"

Xu Xian was stupid.

So beautiful, like a person in the painting, delicate and graceful, Ying Ying holds the small waist of the water snake, the face is condensed with goose fat and red lips, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the gods are like autumn water, indescribably soft and pure, wearing a white dress, in this vast smoke and rain, it is not like the world, and the fairy has fallen into the dust.

Bai Yujun looked at this person who was destined for Qingming West Lake curiously, and habitually tilted his head.

"Thank you, Childe~"

Whisper softly and eloquently.

Stretched out his hand to take the hairpin, smiled at it and turned around and walked away slowly.

"Aunt ......"

I wanted to shout to stop the girl, but suddenly remembered that I couldn't be rude because I was not a relative, and I stood for a long time watching the girl walk into the white fog and gradually move away, and my heart suddenly fell empty.

Looking at the scenery again, I have no thoughts, and I am inadvertently in a daze, and the figure in white will always flash in my mind.

Slowly, over the years, the dream blurred girl became clearer and clearer, it was the girl just now......

"Alas......"

sighed, and there was a little more worry in my heart.

The other side.

The fat rabbit continues to plague the grass sprouts, squinting at people arguing.

Xu Jiaorong grabbed Li Da Niu's ears and scolded loudly with the power of a tigress, the dignified head catcher is a wife who is strict and well-known, the martial arts are strong and strong, but they can't compete with the wife at home, who knows if it is the head catcher Li Da Niu is happy in it, there are thousands of people in the world who have their own aspirations.

"I blame you for having to go and see some poet composing poems!

"Husband...... The lady was angry, and she didn't expect to leave Hanwen behind...... Listen to me, ouch...... Lightly~Don't get tired of Mrs.'s soft little hands~"

Unexpectedly, Li Daniu could actually say such elegant words as Rou Yi's little hands, and suddenly, the onlookers booed.

Xu Jiaorong was happy in her heart, but she still pretended to be fierce to scare away the onlookers.

"Look at what! What's wrong with our husband and wife's love!"

Li Daniu turned around at the right time and smiled and waved his hand, the onlookers dispersed in a hurry, and the two of them stood under the tree to continue to interrogate and be interrogated.

"Madame is angry, the rain is also light, and the wind has stopped, maybe Hanwen himself will go back to the city first, he can take care of himself at the age of nineteen this year, Madame can rest assured~"

Xu Jiaorong let go of the big cow and sighed, showing sadness.

"Pity my brother when he was young, and both his parents died...... Now he is thrown by the lake and returns to the city by himself...... It's so pathetic......"

It's okay for Mrs. to get angry, once she shows this expression, it will make Li Daniu numb, so she can finally make Mrs. happy, and the two of them hold an umbrella together and take a boat back to the city, Li Daniu has two umbrellas under his armpits......

Xu Xian, who was wandering by the lake, did not return to the city, and always wanted to meet the beautiful woman again, even if he looked at it from a distance.

There are many daughters who go out to play today, and they all look sideways when they see Xu Xian handsome and handsome, but Xu Xian doesn't look at those girls and keeps searching in the crowd.

It's a pity that I haven't seen the girl in white for a long time, and I'm inexplicably melancholy.

Perhaps, this is the fate......

Nearly noon, the figure was still not found, the sky turned to clear rain, Xu Xian had no choice but to invite the canopy boat back to the city, but he felt regretful and a little sad in his heart.

The boatman swayed the boat and the water roared, and the small canopy boat slowly shored offshore.

Suddenly!

There was a slender girl in white on the shore ahead, who seemed to be waiting for the boat......

"Boatman, get ashore, someone wants to take a boat!"

When the boat docked, Bai Yujun lifted her skirt and got on the boat, Xu Xian, who was about to help her, was slightly embarrassed, put away the oil-paper umbrella and got into the awning, and came face to face with the legendary largest sinkhole in history, wanting to see through its fate, but found that it seemed that someone had modified its fate without authorization, and it was full of variables, and this situation often happened to people who often deal with high-ranking monks.

He could not have run to communicate with the mighty, but some unwilling people had an effect on the poor man.

The distance was so close that Xu Xian could even smell a faint fragrance......

On the same boat with the beautiful woman, he was cramped and restless, and his face was slightly red.

Bai Yujun stroked her hair and retied the white veil on the top of her head to cover the dragon's horns, Danfeng's beautiful eyes stared at Xu Xian curiously, as if she wanted to see more.