At that year, she was 17 years old, and the long street in Shu County was covered with ten miles of red makeup, so she was carried away from home by a red sedan chair, and she was married from then on. When I straightened my shoulders, I learned the virtue of being a wife for the first time. At that time, I was just a young couple. Before I could learn how to love, I received the bad news that my husband had left. It was still the long street covered with red makeup, and this time she was not sitting in the scarlet brocade account, but a plain account that carried her back to her father's house. Mother welcomed her into the door, holding her hand and crying uncontrollably, and father just shook his head and sighed blindly. She seems to be a new guest who went to other people's homes for a year and now she is back in the boudoir. She still plays the piano and writes poems every day, and eats all kinds of preserved melon snacks she brought from the kitchen with Ayi. On that day, the spring breeze burst, blowing the flowers all over the garden with fragrance. Ayi opened the window, and the willow branches brushed into the desk. Just after tying up her hair, she walked forward, and she had never seen her charming face in the mirror, so she hurriedly pulled Ayi up and ran to the garden. I thought of taking a break with Ayi in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, but I saw my father pushing a cup with several friends there. She knew in her heart that her father was entertaining guests at home. When she was about to turn around and go back to her room, she saw the figure in a blue robe in the gap between the breezes. Her heart tightened and it was him. The words in Zi Xu Fu are still in my heart, but I never thought I would meet you here today. Stunned in communication, he looked away, and the wind on his swaying face opened his temples. The petals on the top of the head were also blown down. Looking at him, he also looked at himself stupefied before he realized it. He was so embarrassed that he quickly took Ayi and hid under the trunk of a tree. At this time, I heard dad say: I often hear that Changqing is good at playing the piano. Why not play a song here to increase the fun? We can also take the opportunity to appreciate the charm of elegant music and satisfy our ears! Looking back, Changqing was preoccupied with the figure in the fallen petal just now. After receiving the green piano, I gently plucked the strings with my fingers, and while touching the piano, I gently sang: < P > Phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix
when the time comes, I have nothing to do, so I don't know why I will be promoted to Sishang this evening.
there are gorgeous ladies in the blue order, and people in the room are poisoning my intestines.
why do you want to be a mandarin duck, and each other is stubborn and soaring.
She dragged Ayi all the way back to her room and sat in front of dressing. It turned out that she had long been interested in Changqing, but she never thought Changqing was interested in her. Her heart smiled as if she had a piece of honey preserved, and her feelings melted at heart. I looked up and saw the little white flower in my temples, and my heart suddenly sold out, as if everything in front of me was an empty flower Gengetsu. Had to all sat in front of the mirror.
The next day, she was sitting at her desk watching Zi Xufu. Ayi ran into the room like the wind. "Miss, miss" was called from her mouth, and she looked out of breath. She hurriedly pulled her to sit down. "What do you say slowly with me as one pleases is no this eager appearance, don't have the tiger chasing you behind? Ayi said with surprise, "Miss, he has come to propose marriage.". After listening to her, be in heaven twisted her fingers around Kimpa. "Ayi, Ayi, why don't you go and see how Dad responds?" She hesitated to walk in the room, but she couldn't sit or stand well. Finally, I had to wait at the window for Ayi to come back. After a cup of tea, Ayi strolled back slowly, and she hurried out to meet her: "Ayi, what's up?" Ayi looked puzzled and bowed her head without saying anything. She quickly stepped forward and took her hand. "My good Ayi, you are quick to say it. You are so anxious to kill me." "Young lady, master he, master he said that you are engaged to be a master of slips, and slips will come to propose marriage in a few days." She was shocked at the moment, holding Jinpa's hand over her chest and mumbling, "How come, how come." On second thought, the heart has also been clear, dad's eyes, long qing just empty a brilliant, how is it worth saying Plutocratic family?
She spent these two days in a trance, and she didn't want to be the same as before. But now, what do you think of herself and Changqing? She sat in front of the makeup mirror like a mess around her heart. Ayi was afraid of her heat and gently shook her fan, but she felt cold in her heart. The petals outside the window fluttered into the water. Is it really a flash in the pan like this falling flower? She didn't dare to think further, because she was afraid that all the information would be unfavorable. That night, she took Ayi and ran to his house at night. She has never been afraid to leave behind luxuries and luxuries. What she is afraid of is that she will miss him. His family was surrounded by walls, so she left her daughter's body to sell wine with him. Father was furious when he found out. She knew that she had disobeyed her father and felt guilty at last, but she was content to be with him. The days are also quietly passing by in the song of wine.
second, mushroom mushroom doesn't bloom. Do you remember her, teenager?
after all, my father forgave them and gave them the family money and slaves. The good days suddenly came, and their ambitions and fortunes followed. She knew that he was worried about the state and the people, and he was placed in a small family. Everything about him was tied to everyone, and his talents could not hinder him because of himself. She personally sorted out his clothes and sent him to Beijing. He always knew that she was not a person who influenced his career. She was his wife and his confidant. She loves his talent, but she doesn't want to monopolize it.
sitting in the carriage, he wondered if it was because of this narrow space that he felt as if he had been pressed against a hard stone. Holding her parting gift silk handkerchief, it also carried her son's handwriting "Feng Xi Feng Xi must not burn, mountains and rivers are vast." The phoenix tree is in the morning sun, and the feathers are in the water. " I can't help but feel a burst of moisture.
She was not wrong about his talent. He was appreciated by the monarch and became famous for a while.
Maybe most men are disappointing. What she didn't expect was that one of the most men was him. His career has begun to show its edge. After becoming an official, he naturally has a wide range of friends, and has lived in Beijing for a long time. Naturally, there are many kinds of warblers around him. He is still an ordinary man, and after enjoying the dust, he is inevitably tired of her. Those hard days are gradually gone in his heart, and sleeping flowers and sleeping willows have gradually become ordinary scenery in ordinary days. And she, once the only scenery in his eyes, gradually faded into the background. She has been suffering in such a day. She doesn't want to believe all this in front of her, and then she tries to convince herself that this is as false as a mirage. He is still a long-term Qing who fell in the spring breeze that day. But as soon as she frowned, her mind welled up again, so she had to start writing and tell this white paper: "I have two opinions about you, so I came to say goodbye." I hope to win a heart, and I will never lose it. " But the lover has been negative.
that day, she sat by the window alone. Ayi ran to deliver his letter from home, and she opened it with great joy. A letter from home was written in thirteen characters: "one two three four five six seven eight nine is ten million." Clever, she was already in tears, except for a billion words-no billion, no intention. Her heart is as cold as water. He thought she would cry, make noise, criticize and growl, and he was ready to bear all that he deserved. Unexpectedly, she loved him more than herself, and she still kept their home. When he left home that year, the flowers planted by her own hands had already covered the whole wall.
instead of waiting for her accusation and crying, he only received a thin piece of paper: Lang Yalang, I wish you would be a woman and I would be a man in the next life.
The absurd past is like waking up from a big dream. She is his wife, but he had that prosperous dream. He hates himself, and he hates being fascinated by the prosperity. That year, the flowers in the wall courtyard were surprisingly bright. That year, he came back, and from then on, he grew old and never left.