This time he used another font, the upright Song font, one stroke after another, very upright... 'The moon is bright like frost, the wind is like water, the scenery is clear.' [] Fish are jumping in Qugang, and round lotus is pouring dew.
, Lonely people see it. Like three drums, a leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are broken.
The night is vast, I am looking for a place again, I have been to the small garden all over the place. I am a tired traveler from the end of the world, I am returning to the mountain, I can't see my hometown. The swallow tower is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow locks the tower in the sky. The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there is the old one
Joy and resentment. At a different time, the night view of Huanglou is sighing for Yu Hao.'
This song "Yong Yu Le" by Su Shi, he picked it up at his fingertips, and he didn't have any burden on his heart. After all, it was all from the same family, so it would be a pity not to use it.
She tasted the word carefully, and felt a little unsure. The word was a perfect word, and it seemed to compare herself to a lotus. If so, then the last sentence, "sighing for Yu Hao", was probably a reference to herself.
He made a mistake and sighed... Could it be that in his heart, he just sympathized with himself?
When she realized this, she felt a little sad in her heart. Yes, she deserved to suffer this torture. With her own status, she was not worthy of him. Why did she end up with all her random thoughts... He smiled at her and said: "
how?"
She then let go of her thoughts and forced a smile, "If these two poems were spread, I'm afraid Ning Yuan's reputation as a great talent would never be shaken off..."
"It's better not to spread the word. I'm just a legend. Let me live as a legend..." He was in a good mood and couldn't help but say a witticism that was popular in his previous life.
"It seems that there is still a postscript missing..." He said to himself... As for the postscript, he actually already had a draft in mind. He believed that as soon as the postscript was written, Ying'er would be truly happy.
He is not a fool. If he still doesn't understand what this woman is thinking, then he has lived his previous life in vain.
He wrote again, "I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud but is not stained, washes the ripples clear without being evil, the fragrance is clear from afar, and the pavilion is pure and clear. It can be viewed from a distance but not played with." The day before Zhongqiu, I visited Ying'er.
In the store, I felt that Ying'er was alone, so I wrote a poem as a gift to Sun Ningyuan... written in front of Zhongqiu in Bingzi'
He wrote slowly in regular script, and then he came to the dazed Ying'er... First, he wrote two poems about lotuses, including all his love for lotus. In the last postscript, he wrote about lotus and Ren Yingying.
Get in touch. If Ren Yingying can't be happy like this, then there's nothing he can do.
But the effect is not bad, at least Ren Yingying is stunned now.
"Okay, it's really getting late, so I'm leaving... You don't have to send me off..." He knew that she had no intention of sending him out at this moment, so he led Yu'er out of the shop... On the street
, Yu'er held a large bag of fried fish nuggets and said, "Master, why is it that my sister Yingying was a little distracted just now? When we went out, she didn't even send any to her. The master said she was leaving, but she just said, 'Oh
'I heard, did something happen to you two?"
He smiled and said, "Little girl, if you don't understand this, you will understand it when you grow up..."
Yu'er pouted and said, "Yu'er is not young anymore. She will be fourteen after the Double Ninth Festival, and she will be on her fifteenth... I guess sister Ying'er has fallen in love with you, young master..."
"Uh..." Can you guess this? She's so precocious... "Humph, I knew... she always asks me about the young master..." Yu'er said angrily, as if Ying'er liked him, and
Not very satisfied... He actually guessed some signs, but he didn't think he was so attractive that he could attract a woman who had broken through the world of mortals.
The reason why I wrote these two poems and left such a postscript was just to give her the confidence to live a new life. For a woman like her, her past life has made it difficult for her to face communication between people.
Especially the communication with men... In this dynasty, the status between men and women is extremely unequal. Therefore, everyone does not pay much attention to women's inner feelings. Even women themselves will not pay attention to some unfair treatment.
, and there is no more awareness, which is the tragedy of the times.
If a person loses his independent personality, then he is just a zombie. There was a poem in a previous life that once put the word "freedom" above all needs. And this freedom is not only physical freedom, but also freedom.
More importantly, it is spiritual freedom and ideological freedom.
As for him, having had free thoughts in his previous life, he certainly understands the influence of freedom on others. He could release some of the pressure on her heart and give her the space for her soul to survive freely. Although it was easy for him to do it, but
He understood that the impact this would have on her would be huge and far-reaching.
These two poems could play such a role, and he felt that he did not owe much to the original author. He felt that it was a great sense of accomplishment to do so.
This sense of accomplishment makes him happier than coming up with a recipe for fried fish nuggets. Comparing the material level with the spiritual level, it is naturally the spiritual level that makes him happier.
As for other thoughts, he did not deliberately think about it, whether it was Ren Yingying or Li Yue'er, whether he was enamored with it or not, it was whatever he wanted... Therefore, he didn't care... But Yu'er seemed to
I feel sorry for Ren Yingying, hey
, This is the limitation of the times... "Stop guessing..." He touched Yu'er's head and laughed... He and Yu'er went back to Su Mansion, where Ren Ji bombed
Ren Yingying in the fish shop shed tears silently.
"...Cleaning out of the mud without staining, washing the pure ripples without being evil... Ning Yuan... Is that what you really think in your heart? If that's really what you think, Ying'er's fragrant soul will rest on you.
, even though I have no title, I still have a destination in my heart..."
Su Yi's arrival immediately made Su Mansion lively... However, this liveliness was only superficially lively. Apart from the older generation, Su Yi also knew a few of the people in the family.
He didn't know most of the people.
In this situation, Su Yi's mood at this time corresponds to the poem: When a young boy leaves home, his elder comes back, his local accent changes and his hair fades. When children see each other but don't recognize each other, they laugh and ask where the guests come from.
Su Yi didn't think of returning to his hometown until he was as old as He Zhizhang. At forty years old, he was actually not too old... It was the time to do something big, so he didn't have the same old age as He Zhizhang.
However, generally speaking, this feeling should indeed exist.