Fang Huanqiu raised his head, looked at Lin Jue with twinkling eyes, nodded slightly and said, "What you said seems to make sense. I seem to have understood something."
Lin Jue smiled and said: "I don't want to preach to you, I just want to tell you that life in this life is not easy. Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. As for life and death itself, it is difficult for me to accept it.
When I am old, sick and in critical condition, I am lying in the miserable wind and rain. But I will not think about these all day long and make myself depressed and dull. One day of life will be a day of splendor. This is my idea. "
"It's so well said. Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers. This sentence is really beautiful. And the sentence you just said, 'When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will conquer countless people in the world', it seems to come from a poem? That
Whose hand did it come from?" Fang Huanqiu exclaimed.
Lin Jue was stunned, and then suddenly understood that there was no Qin Shaoyou in the Zhou Dynasty, so this poem was not born. After thinking about it, he silently apologized to Qin Shaoyou who didn't know who he was in that time and space, and then said boldly: "This is a poem I wrote.
The first magpie bridge fairy poem."
Fang Huanqiu said happily: "Is it your lyrics? Read it to me."
Lin Jue didn't want this poem to be published, at least not now. This poem was too amazing. Maybe it would be better to come up with it at the right time. So he smiled and said: "I will write it to you again during the Qiqiao Festival next year. I haven't finished thinking about it yet."
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Fang Huanqiu felt slightly disappointed. But when he heard Lin Jue continue: "...but I have another poem that I can recite to you."
Fang Huanqiu said happily: "I am all ears."
Lin Jue was silent for a moment and recited in a deep voice: "The spider silk is hanging on the dew, the moon is falling in the shadow of the small building, and the beauty is shocked by the autumn. The palace leakage is not yet young, and the mother-in-law is regretful at that time. The dream of the human world is separated by the west wind, and in the sky, the years are fleeting. Meeting, vertical
We are separated from each other, but Wu Yang is not accurate.
Where is the cold news? Listening to the dew of the sycamore trees, the beauty of the plum blossoms becomes a rhyme. The colorful clouds are broken and the green feathers are scattered. It is difficult to ask. The Milky Way has the eternal sound of autumn, but when you look at it, the stars of Wu are clear and moist. They are light and handsome. The golden needle stretches over a square inch.
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Fang Huanqiu listened silently, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Jue's arm, whispering: "Is this poem also about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?"
Lin Jue nodded and said: "Exactly."
Fang Huanqiu hummed in a low voice: "'The dreams of the human world are separated by the west wind, and they are counted in the sky, and the years are fleeting. We meet each other, even though we are far apart, but the victory is Wu Yang Wuzhen.' These few sentences are so well written. Isn't this what you said once in a thousand years?
Is there any reason to meet again? I understand, some things are indeed more important than death."
Lin Jue smiled and said: "It's good if you understand. It's late at night, go back and rest."
Fang Huanqiu nodded lightly. Lin Jue supported her body and walked back slowly. At some point, Fang Huanqiu's body snuggled tightly into Lin Jue's arm, and at some point Lin Jue's arm wrapped around Fang Huanqiu's waist.
limb.
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In the early morning of the next day, Mrs. Fang rushed to the city in a hurry. Yesterday, when Fang Dunru returned to the academy, she told the news of Huanqiu's illness. Mrs. Fang was so anxious that she wanted to cry and thought she had to go down the mountain all night. Fang Dunru tried his best to dissuade her, and then
She was asked to agree to visit the city the next day. But Mrs. Fang tossed and turned that night and could not sleep.
After entering Lin Jue's courtyard, she saw Fang Huanqiu sitting on the porch eating breakfast. Mrs. Fang rushed forward and screamed loudly, which made Fang Huanqiu smile bitterly. Seeing that Fang Huanqiu was not in danger, Mrs. Fang's words
Only then did they calm down. After the mother and daughter murmured a few words, Mrs. Fang pulled Lin Jue aside to talk.
"Lin Jue, it's all thanks to you this time. Qiu'er got sick here. If you hadn't taken care of her, something big would have happened."
"Master's wife, why are you talking about this? Am I still watching? Junior sister is fine now, you can rest assured." Lin Jue said with a smile.
Mrs. Fang pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Don't worry, I was very anxious last night, but now I feel relieved."
Lin Jue said with a smile: "That's good. The master's wife will stay here for a few days, and the junior sister will be raised for a few days, and then we can go back together."
Mrs. Fang narrowed her eyes and smiled: "I think so, but since Qiu'er is fine, I have to go back to the academy."
"How can that happen? Junior sister can't be tired walking now, and I'm afraid it's impossible to take a car. We still have to walk the way up the mountain." Lin Jue glared.
"Who said I want to take Qiu'er away with me? I just discussed it with Qiu'er and she agreed. How many days should I let her stay here and take her back? I originally wanted to stay I'm taking care of you here, but your teacher can only read and write. He can't cook or wash clothes. I'm afraid he won't be able to eat at home alone. But I feel embarrassed to have Qiu'er bothering you here. ." Mrs. Fang smacked her lips and said.
Lin Jue laughed and thought to himself: Are you, Mrs. Fang, still embarrassed? You treated me like a cow and a horse a few days ago and did heavy work for so many days, but you are not embarrassed at all. But this is only in my heart. It's just talk, and those things you talk about are of your own free will.
"That's it. Master, don't say anything to others. As long as Master is assured that Junior Sister is here with me, I will take good care of her. It's a big deal if Mr. has nothing to eat. This matter is settled." Lin Jue said, patting his chest.
Mrs. Fang smiled with flowers on her face, smacked her lips and said, "I knew you wouldn't refuse."
Lin Jue laughed and Mrs. Fang praised her a few words. She suddenly stopped smiling and sighed: "Lin Jue, by the way, you probably know something about Qiu'er's disease. I'll tell you the truth, her disease is terminal. I went to many doctors but couldn't find a cure. They all said she only had two or three years to live. Logically speaking, it's inappropriate to leave a girl in someone else's home, but because of her illness, her father and I didn't restrict her too much, so we always let her go. She can live happily for a few years."
Saying these words, Mrs. Fang actually shed tears from the corners of her eyes.
Lin Jue said hurriedly: "Master, don't be sad, I understand what you mean. I will move out to avoid gossiping and bringing bad reputation to my sister."
Mrs. Fang hurriedly waved her hands and said: "I don't mean that. What I mean is that Qiu'er is not going to die soon. If she says or does anything out of the ordinary, you should be more patient. Or maybe she says something to you... um... , what does it mean? You just want to make her happy, don't hurt her. Do you understand what Master Mu means?"
Lin Jue scratched his head and said, "I seem to understand, but I don't seem to understand."
Mrs. Fang spat: "Why are you students so stubborn? What I mean is...Hey, stop talking."
Lin Jue chuckled and said, "Master, you don't need to explain, I understand."
Mrs. Fang glared at Lin Jue and said: "Damn boy, you understand what I mean and you are pretending to be stupid. Hey! Mrs. Fang can see that Qiu'er means something to you. You didn't go up the mountain two days ago, and I saw that she was a little bit... Something is wrong. My wife has been through this experience, how can she not know what her daughter is thinking? But after all, she is terminally ill and cannot be a wife and mother, so you don’t have anything to worry about. I won’t blackmail you. You just Just don't make her sad, Qiu'er actually understands it herself. Just now I asked her why she got sick, but she hesitated and refused to tell me. I asked Xiaohu, and Xiaohu said a few words about the situation at that time, and I immediately understood. That's just a little bit of a joke. After all, Master just wants you to be tolerant, even if it's just to lie to her. Just make her happy."
How could Lin Jue not understand what she said? He sighed in his heart, how pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are. This is because of Fang Huanqiu. His wife is also heartbroken. In fact, how can any girl's parents say such things these days? Isn't that a shame?
Extremely. But for the sake of her daughter, my wife still spoke out.
"Don't worry, Master, I will follow her wishes. Also, please rest assured, Master, although I, Lin Jue, dare not call me a gentleman, I will never ruin my sister's reputation. I just have my own sense of propriety."
"That's good, that's good. Hey, Qiu'er is not blessed, otherwise she would be lucky to have a son-in-law like you. I also appreciate it." Mrs. Fang sighed.
Lin Jue laughed and said, "Thanks to Master's wife for being so fond of me. Just because of Master's words, I will build a new house for Master in a while."
Mrs. Fang nodded repeatedly and smiled like a flower.
