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Jinling smoke and rain thousands of silk, flashy and quiet, the city is picturesque.

Outside the Shenju, Zhou Yi held an umbrella to watch the rain, and did not move. The rain in the eyes falls in the eyes and falls in the memories. Resounds, recalls. After the melancholy, go forward in the wind and rain.

There is a pavilion about ten miles away from Qixia Mountain, which is called the Qin Song Pavilion. The four pillars of the pavilion carry the four sentences of "Sima Xiangru Qin Song": "The phoenix is not without a phoenix, and the mountains and rivers are immeasurable." The sycamore is in the morning sun, and the weak water of the feather is soaring. ”

Qin Ge Pavilion, at this time, there is a faint green shadow in the heavy rain curtain, the skirt flutters like a lotus pendulum, and the green silk flies like willows in the wind. The wounds in the heart came from the wind, and pieces fell with the rain.

Zhou Yi came to the Qinge Pavilion with an umbrella, there were only a few dozen steps left, why did it seem to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. One step weighs thousands of pounds, such as chains locking, and it is difficult to move an inch. Zhou Yi walked slowly, one step at a time. Phoenix raised her gaze lightly, her eyes pierced through the wind and rain, and the four eyes met, and Zhou Yi's eyes fell into hers. The veins of the eyes are like clear water, and the eyebrows are like distant mountains. Plum blossom painting forehead, oblique red eyes, red sorrow into a cry, pitiful. Named Phoenix, people are like phoenixes, beautiful and proud, but also cold.

"You're here. Phoenix stood up and said.

"Yes. "Zhou Yidao, one is in the pavilion and the other is outside the pavilion.

"I'm afraid the rain will stop when you come. Tao Wanyue said.

"How come?" Zhou Yi said and walked into the pavilion and took away the umbrella.

"I remember you saying that you would like your face to be with you to watch the drizzle quietly, because when it rains, the world seems to stand still. Phoenix looked at Zhou Yi's eyes again as she spoke.

"I can't believe you remember. Zhou Yi said.

"I remember very well what you said before. In the future, I will remember that we watched the smoke and rain together here. Phoenix looked at the rain outside the pavilion. Looking at it, I fell into a fascination and was fascinated. Zhou Yi was also silent, looking at it stupidly.

Suddenly, I heard the four sentences of Phoenix Er, and suddenly said, "Seven strings and seven feelings, a trace of thought." Yue Mountain is opposite, and the end of the world is three feet. Do you remember this 'piano' poem?"

"I did it when I taught you the art of the piano. Zhou Yi said.

Phoenix said, "People say that the end of the world is far away, and at this moment, I know that the end of the world can be so close." Between you and me, there is no longer the original one, jokes are wanton, and there is nothing to talk about. Although it is three feet away now, it has a sense of the end of the world. ”

Zhou Yidao "The end of the world is in the piano, and there is a silk connection." The end of the world is in people, and there are thoughts to send. Do you know that if your memory is burned, what can happen to the end of the world?"

"Then do you remember 'Phoenix Seeking Phoenix'?" said Phoenix.

"Of course, I remember that the landlord invited me to teach the piano at the Fuzhan Building, which was my demonstration song. Zhou Yi asked.

""Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", this song seems to be played for me. It was also because of this song that I was moved. Today, I want to dance for you. Phoenix said.

After speaking, Phoenix walked out, and Zhou Yiru was in the fog, difficult to understand.

But I saw the beautiful woman dancing, not afraid of wind and rain. Light clothes turn, rain dances together, although spring is not as good as a hundred flowers. Zhou Yi looked at the people dancing in the rain, and his heart was moved.

The phoenix stopped in the rain, and the rain wet her hair, face, and eyes. Whether it's rain or tears, I can't tell the difference. Zhou Yi picked up Phoenix's umbrella and walked towards Phoenix'er to block the wind and rain for her. Zhou Yi pulled up his sleeve and wanted to wipe the rain off Tao Wanyue's face, but found that he couldn't wipe it out. Because that's, the tears of the Iraqis.

Seeing the tears of the beauty, Zhou Yi knew that he still loved the person in front of him. It's just that the world's eyes interfere with his heart, but at the moment he no longer thinks about it, but says "Let's start from scratch, how?"

But he didn't want the phoenix to whimper, "I'm already a stranger, why bother to start over!" I don't even know what I am to you?"

"For you, it's like a book of poetry I've read. And you are one of the most beautiful ones. For me, it's like a page in a book of poetry. And I'm just a piece of white under the beauty. Losing me, you are still a poem in the eyes of others. Without you, I'm just a page of paper. Zhou Yi said.

"It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the poem is, there will always be a time when you get tired of reading it, and your patience has been shaken. Otherwise, you wouldn't have said to give each other time to think about our relationship. Phoenix said.

"I just want you to get out of that place. Zhou Yi said.

"If I wasn't a phoenix, I wasn't the Oiran of the Floating Tower. What am I? I don't want to live in obscurity, I want to fly higher. Phoenix said.

What she wants is very different from what he thinks, and what Phoenix wants is to be high and high-eyed. But for Zhou Yi, her attention is his uneasiness. But he understood that Phoenix would not leave easily, so Zhou Yi said, "Let's calm down for a while." ”

Zhou Yi's words stimulated Phoenix again, he didn't know that arrogant people only need to be recognized by others. And arrogant people don't like to be left out in the cold, and they are not allowed to be left out in the cold.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, million. Phoenix read the numbers word by word and stepped back step by step.

12345678900000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 This means that there will be no memories in the future, and it also means that there will be no Zhou Yi in the future.

is far away, so love is far away. The step of Yiren turning around is the starting point of the strange road, and the more you go, the farther it gets. Wind and rain are ruthless, only typhoid fever, if people are ruthless, they can be sad.

The wind is sound, and the rain is silent. Is it the wind that bullies the rain, or is the rain cold to the wind? Because of the wind, the rain becomes miserable. Because of the rain, the wind drifted even more. The wind and the rain are a gathering of sorrows.

Zhou Yi chased into the rain. Phoenix took care of herself, and Zhou Yi grabbed her and said, "You will be infected with the wind cold like this." ”

"Do you care about me?" roared Phoenix.

"Yes. Zhou Yi replied.

"It's a pity that you are not Sima Xiangru, and I am not Zhuo Wenjun. After all, we can't get together. Phoenix said.

"Even so, I will not allow you to hurt yourself like this. After speaking, Zhou Yi handed over the umbrella.

Phoenix glanced at Zhou Yi, took the umbrella, and disappeared into this rainy land.

If the most beautiful thing is the first time you see each other, then shouldn't you see each other again in the future? If the most painful thing is not to see it, then it should not have been met in the first place.

A spring rain, mourning an encounter. Zhou Yi held an umbrella alone and turned back to the Divine Residence. But when he saw that the gods were outside, the boy of Nirvana Tai was waiting at the door with his love. When I saw Zhou Yi, I was happy to show my eyebrows.

After collecting the umbrella, Zhou Yi said, "When are you coming?"

"It's been a long time. The boy said.

"It's raining today, why don't you send it another day?" Zhou Yi said

The boy said: "The master said that Mr. Yi cannot live without the piano for a day." ”

"Not like that. Come in and sit down. Zhou Yi said.

"No, the master will blame me if he doesn't reply for a long time. The boy said.

Looking at the boy in the distance, Zhou Yi was sad for a while. There is no one to sue, but this piano is the thing that can most appease Zhou Yi at this moment, because the piano is also love. But I can't help but ask myself, "Can the piano be interrupted, can the love be interrupted?"

The silk strings on the piano are holding acacia. When people touch the silk, they are entangled in thought, and they can only sink into lovesickness in the tune they play.

The candle is full of red tears, and I don't know who it is shed. One tone, one voice. One tone, one tone.

"Divide is eight knives" song, repeat and repeat. I got tired of listening to it all night and left.