It was night, the sound of the piano sounded, the sound of heaven was melodious, and I only listened to the soft singing voice singing, "Toast the east wind, and be calm." Weeping poplar purple Moluo east of the city. Always hand in hand at that time, swimming all over the bushes. Gathering and scattering are in a hurry, and this hatred is endless. This year's flowers are better than last year's red. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year, who do you know with?" At the end of a song, the hole flute sounded, and it was also this song that was played. Seeing this, the sound of the piano sounded again. The sound of the piano is pleasant, the flute is far away, the two instruments are very harmonious, and the tacit understanding complements each other. The sound of the flute gradually approached and stopped outside the door. After the song was played, they were speechless.

After a good day, I only listened to the female voice inside softly chanting Wei Zhuang's "Spring Tour", "Spring Tour, apricot blossoms blow all over the head." Who is young and romantic? The concubine plans to marry and rest for the rest of her life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed. The female voice stopped, and the male voice sounded, but it was Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Words", "Yang Liuqing Qingjiang level, Wen Langjiang stepping on the singing." The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny but sunny. The two replied with poetry, and their intentions could not be clearer. I only heard the female voice chant again, "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king. The voice fell, and the door opened with a "squeak", the four eyes looked at each other, their eyes were speechless, and the two of them looked at each other stupidly. After a long time, the two of them slowly approached, Liang Yanhong put his hand in Zhuge Ziyu's hand, and the two slowly walked towards the moon flowers in the back garden.

The next day, the two met, their eyes flowing, soft words, sometimes smiling, they are you and me. Xiangxiu and the eldest sister saw it in their eyes and were happy in their hearts, and the two couldn't help but look at each other and smile, and they all understood.

Zhuge Ziyu and Liang Yanhong, every day, play the piano and chant poems, the piano is harmonious, tell each other's hearts, the affection is deep, and they have endless love words.

After a few days, the eldest sister said to the two that the peony in Luoyang City is still blooming very well, and it is recommended that the two go to have a look.

At that time, Luoyang was called Xijing, and Luoyang peony was famous all over the world. Liang Yanhong usually stays at home, and he hasn't played around since he came to Luoyang, listening to the eldest sister say this, he is very happy, Zhuge Ziyu thinks of Liang Yanhong's affection for him, and feels that he owes her a lot, and always thinks about all aspects to repay her.

Luoyang City has been prosperous in the past dynasties, but it has experienced the war of the late Tang Dynasty and five dynasties. The pond bamboo trees in Luoyang City were trampled by military vehicles, and the tall pavilions and water pavilions were mostly burned by fireworks, but in the early days of the Northern Song Dynasty, the war was peaceful, and Luoyang City was slowly restored, but it was not as good as Bianliang City.

"'I have heard that Luoyang peony is the best in the world', the literati and scholars respect the peony, I don't know why Luoyang peony is so?" "Luoyang has a generous land, the king is very heavy, since ancient times, it has the reputation of 'the hinterland of Kyushu, the thoroughfare of ten provinces, the arch of rivers and mountains, and the situation is the best in the world'. The natural environment here is most suitable for the growth of peonies, so it is said that 'Luoyang vein flowers are the most suitable, and peonies are especially strange in the world'. Zhuge Ziyu introduced her as he walked. "Yes, there is a peony poem that says, 'The country is full of wine, and the sky is fragrant and the night is dyed. Dan Jingchun was drunk, and Mingyue asked about the return date. This is also the origin of the word 'national color and heavenly fragrance'. "Pi Rixiu of the Tang Dynasty even said, 'After falling into the red, he began to spit out Fang, and his good name was called the King of Flowers.'" boasted of the unparalleled beauty in the world and monopolized the first fragrance in the world. It can be seen that the status of peony in the hearts of literati and artists. ”

The two of them talked about it and went to the Shendu Garden. This Shendu Garden was built in the Tang Dynasty, the scale is very large, and the peony varieties in the garden are the most. Entering the garden, although it is the end of April, the peony is still competing for beauty, and the people in the garden are endless.

Liang Yanhong loves Yueji the most, and has admired peonies before, but where has he ever seen a peony garden of such a scale, he is dazzled and full of praise. The names of the peonies in the garden were marked, and the two followed the route to look at them one by one.

It is said that peony flowers bloom richly, and seeing the peonies in the garden, Liang Yanhong instantly remembered Li Bai's "Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." Looking at the flow of people shoulder to shoulder, Zhuge Ziyu also said slowly, "Only the peony is true to the country, and the capital moves when the flowers bloom." But it is Liu Yuxi's "Peony Appreciation".

There is a red peony, the form is graceful, the flowers are very numerous, the quality is excellent, and people have stopped. The green leaves are clear and green, the flowers are rich, Liang Yanhong can see the gods, and reminds me of Wang Wei's poem "Red Peony", and casually chants, "The green is quiet and quiet, and the red clothes are shallow and deep." The heart of the flower is broken, and the spring color does not know the heart. ”

When he saw the white peony, elegant and holy, Zhuge Ziyu chanted Wei Zhuang's "White Peony": "Don't be jealous of the new makeup woman in the boudoir, and Mo is ashamed to treat the fan." Last night, the moon shone as deep as water, and the entrance was only fragrant. Look at Liang Yanhong dressed in white, standing in front of the flower, her delicate face is better than the snow, more beautiful than the flower.

That day, since Liu Chengzong and others left, Liang Yanhong's whereabouts had been revealed, and he was in harmony with Zhuge Ziyu, so he changed back into women's clothes. The two of them walked around and looked, looked and walked, chanting poems and admiring flowers on the other, and they were very interested.

After seeing the peony and getting out of the Shendu Garden, Zhuge Ziyu took Liang Yanhong to Luoyang Tianjin Bridge. At that time, Luoyang was the center of the Grand Canal, and the transportation of the Luohe River was very developed, and the Tianjin Bridge was full of cars and horses. The two stood on the beautiful Tianjin Bridge, only to see boats and boats gathered, full of blue waves. This Grand Canal, to the north to Zhuojun, to the south to Yuhang, to see the ships and merchants coming and going, people can't help but look forward to reverie.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, only to see Liang Yanhong holding on to the railing, fluttering clothes, beautiful posture, on the Luo River, Zhuge Ziyu was like seeing Luoshen, and couldn't help but look stupid. He chanted softly, "Jiangnan Yunmeng rain is like smoke, and the blue water is flowing on the ferry." The ink writer sings poems and sings green willows, and the sao people give sentences and drunk red faces. Thatched nightclub Lanling wine, green trees and delicate flowers. The sunset is a thousand mountains and tired birds, and the silver glow is faintly cold. Liang Yanhong listened to his poetry, and when she saw him staring at her stupidly, she couldn't help but blush, which was even more beautiful.

"The dream of life is best in Jiangnan. Zhuge Ziyu imagined the artistic conception in the poem, and Liang Yanhong was also leisurely fascinated, only to hear her say leisurely, "Let's make an agreement: It's okay to go to see the smoke and rain in Jiangnan together?" "We want to make an agreement to see the smoke and rain in Jiangnan together, and we must agree that we will never be separated from each other!" Zhuge Ziyu echoed sincerely, they watched the canal flow south, and their hearts flew into the distance.