The life of the soup and medicine in the sky made me miss the concentrated technology of modern society. However, the time of the soup and Murong Chong surprised me.
Those unknown ointments are very effective, but they didn't even leave the scars. I really want to put it around. I wanted to go out and walk around. It happened that the moon stars were sparse, and they stopped them one by one. They said that their grandfather ordered that he couldn't get out of this door. It seems that he was going to place me under house arrest in this room.
NND, there is no TV or computer in it, so stuffy. Once I heard that they were singing and playing the piano, I also asked the girl to sing the guzheng to sing the guzheng to sing. One night, wearing the scent of flowers, I sang the first one casually, and then sang the first time I played the first one. The old "Flower".
Laugh the world
When will grievances resent?
Dusk is near the sunset alone
Too chic
Hate in the world is as light as tea
The rivers and lakes do not be afraid of righteousness and evil
Yiren is full of fragrance everywhere
Moonlight Mountains Young Liang
The evening breeze is like a waves
Come on, come and drink a cup of bitter wine
No one comes over to block
Drink and sing cool singing
Langtianya
Accompanied by dead leaves, dust and sand
It's hard to hide the true style and elegant, love flowers without affection,
Flower
Flowers under the flowers are impermanent
Don't take a little injury, only care about loving her
Ah ...
Why do you suffer hard and ignore her
The lonely boat is dangling in the sea.
I still miss her so much
Ah ...
Why do you have to suffer, she must not want to put it
Fate is not long
If you want to love, why not let you barely
Sea blue
The Ming Dynasty was still a man
The rivers and lakes love to put it aside
Flower
Flowers under the flowers are impermanent
Without a little injury, walking is frank
The melodious tunes, wonderful words, those girls can listen to it.
"The lady played so well, sing well, and sing well than that Miss Peony." Yixing said.
"Peony ???" is the luxurious beauty.
"Yeah, it is said that Miss Peony is a famous prostitute in Lin'an Zuoxianglou, and she also played a good piano, and she did not sell her body. Grandpa bought her. What about the lovely listening to the peony?"
Drunk Xianglou --- Qinglou, ah, it seems that you still don't sing in the future. Maybe Murong rushes to get madly, and then sell me to a brothel. I think of the group of black crows, I am cold Just stand up, fight a cold war, or drink tea to be shocked.
"Miss sang but our family." Yueer asked with his eyes blurred.
I fluttered, and the tea was all over, how could she think of Murong Chong. That giant black crow. "Why do you say that?"
"Grandpa, he is very young and young, Yushu is in the wind, and he is romantic, and he listened to the other masters who said that the grandfather drank and sang. It is said that the grandfather often practiced the sword under the moon. The girl seemed to be really a peerless man standing in front of her, and his eyes were lost.
"Singing is not him." Looking at these deceived little girls, they didn't see his cruel bloodthirsty.
"Oh, is that the lady's intention?"
"I want people? No. I just think that the flowers are coming tonight, so I sing it casually." Will they think too much, there is no way, so I think about a lot of age.
"What is the man in that lady?" This little girl's film is really .... It seems that such things are the nature of women from ancient times to the present.
"Young and promising, handsome and extraordinary, Yushu is in the wind, what about the romantic ... and not the most important. The most important thing is. Well. Where ..." Those girls opened their eyes and opened their mouths.
, I can't wait to help me say it, seeing their appetite has been dropped high enough. Hey. "I want to eat osmanthus cake."
"Heyh ... Miss."
"Yue'er, go and come." Ming'er urged. That month, he ran out quickly.
"What is your intention like?" Look at the aesthetics of this ancient woman?
"Like the grandfather."
"Well, I am too, just like this."
"Yes .... He Ye ..."
"...... "
"Osmanthus cakes are here." Finally heard a pleasant.
"Don't talk about it first, let's eat osmanthus cakes first." Nothing is better than eating.
"Miss, osmanthus cake also has it, you talk about it." That month, I took my hand to eat pastry.
"Don't you like me, so anxious to know what to do? Let me eat one first?" I dizzy, seeing the girl just now, it should not be likely to like me. I slowly tasted the osmanthus cake,
This osmanthus cake, rectangular strip, complete shape, uniform thickness. Yellow and white are clear, without spots, no impurities, moisturized and soft, delicate and delicious, but also have a strong osmanthus fragrance.
Eat a piece.
"Miss, don't you say that eating a piece of osmanthus cake, how do you talk about it?" That month, the little girl was not over yet.
"Oh, in short, it's not like your grandfather." The answer like this should be more satisfied, one less one who divides them with them, they should be more happy. Then I will have more cakes to eat in the future.
Then, then
"Oh? What is that? There are better people than Grandpa?" Ming'er asked a little curiously.
"The sense of responsibility, the sense of humor, of course, the appearance is worthy of everyone, and there is a little bit ..." Strange, how could I think of that domineering man. "The most important thing is that he really likes me who loves me. In this life
Just love me alone. "
"There is only a lady in this life ?? Men are not all three wives and four concubines. Especially a man like my grandfather. Which woman does not love?" Runer was surprised by my thoughts.
"Yes, yes, you love it ..." There is no way, if I have no memory, under such a feudal education system, for men’s second milk, three milk, and even one, even one
Hundred and eight milk is used to it. But without if, I only want to stay with those who love each other for a lifetime.
At night, lying on the bed, thinking that I can talk about Murongchong so usual today. Is it not important for him to Lin Tian, and I found that I can finally let go.
In modern times, Lin Tian only treats me as a friend from the beginning to the end, but I haven't loved me. Even if I like it, I can't even grab my hand when I leave.
I didn't say a word. In fact, I hated it at that time, so painful, so hard, so tired, why do you always use sorry to reply to my feelings. Why can't you say something in a sentence?
Then, then
But I understand that forcibly comes, it will not be his own after all. Now Guan Murong Chong is him? Who should I like? I like it. I will find my own feelings. I take it out.
Big scale jade, let's put it down completely. Yu Qilin, you are right. After so much, now I can respond, Lin Tian, it doesn't matter. It really doesn't matter.
It turns out that letting go can make people so relaxed. I had a good dream again tonight. I dreamed of a peach blossom forest in front of my door when I was a child. I was sitting on a swing at the age of five or six, swinging carefree. I just slept like this.
I slept until dawn. I walked outside the door and stretched myself. Haha, the air in the morning was very fresh. I had breakfast after washing up. Yue'er dressed me up.
Inside is a sky blue silk orchid and corset. It exudes a light orchid fragrance. Yue'er said it was dyed with the essence of orchids. Outside is a white gauze and a white jade belt.
Weaved from rare silkworm ice silk, it is tied around the waist to show a slender waist.
There are two chains on the snow-white neck, the shorter one is scale jade, with dark green hair, and underneath is the Baihualian chain that attracts bees. Alas, he really has too much spare money, and he wastes it on me. The next month
My son said she wanted to help me comb my hair like Feitianzhuoyue. I quickly stopped and just asked her to comb the long hair from the front to the back, tie it into a bun randomly, and fasten it with a white jade flowing cloud hairpin across the back of her head.
It's ready.
Because my bangs, which have not been repaired for a long time, have grown very long, Yue'er is pulled back together with the hair in front, revealing a smooth and full forehead. Without the obstruction of bangs, my field of vision is much clearer. Looking at the bronze mirror
I was in a daze. It had been a long time since I sat down and took a good look at myself.
I remember that my mother combed my hair last time and also pulled up my bangs, saying: My deceased son will be as beautiful as the colorful rainbow on the horizon, which makes people wonder.