The mountain monk does not understand the number of nails, and a leaf falls to know the autumn of the world.

Unconsciously, the autumn wind has been bleak.

"Searching, deserted, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be the enemy, and the wind is in a hurry late! The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now? Guarding the window, how can it be dark alone! The sycamore is even more drizzle, and it will be drizzled at dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!"

Under the ginkgo tree, wearing a white long dress, Qiong's nose and cherry lips, the flawless melon seed face is full of affection, and there are faint tears flashing in the clear and agile eyes, which is sweet.

After chanting a song "Slow Voice", it is the most lovesick.

Two months have passed, and Brother Yan seems to have disappeared from the world, and there has been no news.

She wanted to find it, but she couldn't do it desperately.

Qin Shenyi's hand rejuvenated, and his father did not die. There were some words that Divine Doctor Qin didn't say, but everyone knew in their hearts that their father's time was short. How could she forsake her father?

I don't know when, tears have crossed my cheeks, crystal clear, and disappeared in the autumn breeze.

At this moment, a middle-aged Confucian scholar walked slowly with a cane in his hand. He was still tall, but he was already a little rickety, and there was a faint desolation in his heroic hair.

Meng Tian hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile. She turned around and called out in a coquettish voice, "Daddy!"

Meng Fang smiled sadly and said softly: "Tian'er, you have been in the General's Mansion for more than two months, why don't you go out for a walk with Brother Dugu and find out about Brother Yan by the way." ”

Meng Tian shook his head and said softly: "Brother Yan said, let Tian'er take care of Daddy and wait for him to come back." Brother Yan has always said that he will definitely come back. Unconsciously, her eyes were filled with tears, but her gaze was very determined.

Meng Fang looked up at the sky, but he didn't want to let the tears fall. The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place. He smiled and said, "Yes, Brother Yan will definitely come back." ”

At this time, a fresh breeze blew, and it was already slightly cool. A few ginkgo biloba leaves fell, dancing in the autumn wind, I don't know whether it was joy or mockery.

I don't know when it began, the entire General's Mansion was filled with a faint desolation.

The people who miss Yanshan, why not them?

Before you know it, the sun is setting.

There was a scholar and two children sitting in the attic, it was Liang Xing, Zhao Yan, and Zhao Rin.

Now, the Chuxin restaurant is full, and the sisters and brothers will no longer have their eyes shining for silver.

Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

Such a beautiful day, but the faces of the sisters and brothers were full of sadness and desolation.

Zhao Yan looked at Liang Xing, her eyes were pure and bright, and she asked in a coquettish voice, "Uncle Liang, why hasn't your uncle come back yet?"

Zhao Rin said, "Rin'er and my sister miss their uncle." ”

Children's words are the truest, and just a few words can move people's hearts.

Liang Xing smiled slightly, and said softly: "Didn't the white girl say that Brother Yan is on Penglai Island, everything is fine. ”

Zhao Yan's eyes were already filled with tears, and she murmured: "But it's been almost two months......" Before she finished speaking, she choked up.

Seeing this, Zhao Rin hurriedly comforted: "Sister don't cry! Uncle is a big hero, he promised us that he will definitely come back." As he spoke, he stretched out his little hand to wipe away his sister's tears.

Liang Xing took a deep breath, raised his eyes to look east, and muttered to himself, "Brother Yan, we will always be here waiting for you to come back......"

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

On the long yellow sand road, a maroon red sweaty BMW galloped in the cold wind. Its owner is a woman in Tsing Yi, although her face is full of dust, but she is like a green lotus, out of the mud but not stained, and her delicate and beautiful face is as cold as frost, like a fairy in the dust, so beautiful that it is Li Ruoxian.

Providence makes people, maybe they are destined not to be with Yanshan.

However, once she learns that something happened to Yanshan, she will be desperate.

Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die.