Sao Ke is a spectator

I have always thought that the Jade Emperor didn't like me very much, and I didn't want to be given an immortal golden pill at the Danyuan Conference. Seems redundant?

I held up the golden elixir hesitantly, not knowing whether to take it or keep it, at this moment Si Chenjian beside me said, "Why, are you afraid that the elixir of the Supreme Lord will poison you to death?"

I told him the doubts in my heart truthfully, and at the end he looked at me with contempt: "The Immortal Golden Elixir can not only make mortals ascend to immortality, but also enhance their cultivation. Tell me, what else can you do besides driving a cloud? After this, I can’t guarantee that you can become Erlang God, but at least you can be better than those little demons who have only a few hundred years of cultivation.”

I don't want to go to the battlefield, so why should I be so powerful, I handed the golden core to him: "Give it to you! I don't need it."

I thought he would be so moved, but unexpectedly he said nonchalantly: "Give it to me, it's better to give it to your Master Ming, he often goes to the world to deal with ghosts, it is very necessary to increase his cultivation base, if he is injured and disabled, it will be more distressing." you."

I cupped my hands and bowed to him, and then put the elixir in prison.

Si Chenjian cursed, "We value sex and despise friends."

I was thinking about a sky lantern, so after the Taishang Laojun gave the alchemy, I approached Yang Zhuo, and happily told the place and time. He didn't answer, but just nodded slightly.

After returning to the Palace of Destiny, I began to prepare for the upcoming tryst.

According to the memory of the past, I decided to make it by myself. The white oil paper is the brightest, but it is still bright red in terms of conspicuousness. It seems that no one has let go of my favorite smoky blue color. I don't know what a sky lantern made of black oiled paper will look like.

The table was piled full of colorful oiled paper, more than a hundred thin bamboo strips were made, and a dozen of them were made back and forth. Either the color was wrong or the shape was too shabby, in short, none of them caught the eye. .

The deputy chief secretary, Si Qi, was quite dissatisfied with me for not doing my job properly and only focusing on fiddling with sky lanterns. He picked up a horrible black lantern, smacked his lips and said, "I really don't understand what you're thinking, you can buy it for a few coppers." Things have to be made with such a lot of trouble, and this black sky lantern, who are you going to show it to?"

I answered him indifferently: "You have been a god for hundreds of years, I am afraid that you have lost your mortal heart long ago, and how do you know that what I want is just a heart, no matter how good you buy it, it is better to make it with your own hands."

Regardless of his disdain, I held up the lamp I just made and said to him: "In the end, I decided to use the traditional white color and inscribe a few lines of poems in cursive script. How romantic and elegant."

"I think it's romantic, who are you hooking up with again? A man or a woman?"

I didn't bother to explain to him, so I just talked to myself: "I am not only the literati and poet who specializes in writing official and unofficial histories, but also a wandering young man who hangs around Goulan's cottages. Is it fortunate to have made such a nonsense book in charge? What a pity?"

Si Qi looked incredulous, then heaved a long sigh, shook his head and walked out: "Crazy, crazy..."

Calculate the time to go down to the boundary, and when you reach the Luohe River, it is already time to hold the lanterns.

Not long after the Spring Festival, the red gauze lanterns in every household have not been unloaded, and firecrackers used to drive away ghosts came from the streets and alleys, and the entire Luohe City exploded.People helped the old and the young to gather on both sides of the Luohe River. The Hakkas who rented out the boats were extremely busy, and the peddlers who sold sky lanterns and river lanterns were smiling from ear to ear.Boys and brothers walking together holding folding fans, or guessing lantern riddles, or commenting on the little lady who is oncoming and passing by. This scene reminds me of Ye Daishu many years ago. Have there ever been fewer people?

Holding the sky lantern, I carefully squeezed out of the crowd, searched for someone in the crowd, and went straight to the shop where the boat was rented, but there was no sign of it. I happened to see someone coming to cancel the lease, so I hurriedly handed the money to the boss. Rented the painting boat.

Forecasting that Lord Yan could not miss me, he followed the boatman who was rocking the oars to the boat with peace of mind.

If Luohe in the daytime is a beautiful woman with bright eyes, then Luohe in the night is a graceful and dignified beautiful woman. The beginning of spring is only here, and the mist at night has not yet dissipated, and the red light mist has shrouded her in a layer The veil of mystery.When the lights are on, behind the hustle and bustle, her mystery becomes more and more soul-stirring.

A painting boat slowly missed us. In the boat pavilion, there were two old men with white hair and beards, each sitting on the left and right sides of the chessboard.One of them turned his head, took a deep look at me standing on the bow, then turned his head and said to the person opposite: "Qing Yang, I seem to have seen my brother who has disappeared for half his life just now."

The man calmly dropped the black chess piece in his hand, and the jade chess piece struck the scale, making a clear sound like gurgling water.Qing Yang said disapprovingly: "It's better to play your chess well. If you look around again, you should lose again today."

Dai Qi stroked his silver-white hair and beard, the old man's laughter was like a wooden post with unshaven burrs, it was rustling and not smooth at all.He couldn't help but glanced at me again, shook his head and said, "It's really like, really like..."

At this moment, Qing Yang couldn't help but looked over curiously, and the turbid eyes were filled with a little brilliance when she was young.

"I can understand that your eyes are not working, but that person has just reached the weak crown, and he is not Dai Shu, so don't be stupid again, if people see you, they will laugh at you."

At this time, the painting boats were staggered and sailing in opposite directions, and the ripples created by the swaying of the painting pulp distorted and distorted the dots of fire light reflected on the river surface.The colorful sky lanterns under the dark blue curtain climbed to a high place with the wind. I couldn’t see what was written on the lanterns, but reflected in the water, it looked like colorful patterns intertwined. Can see clearly.

The sound of the evening gradually quieted down, and the night was deep in the dew. People who finished the sky lanterns and guessed the lantern riddles returned in twos and threes. When they left, they still had a little unsatisfactory expression on their faces, and they naturally complained about the short night without waiting for anyone.

As for me, who was waiting for someone, I was afraid that the sky would show a white light, and I was even more afraid that the person who would not come after dawn.

The boatman stopped drawing paddles, and then fumbled for an erhu from a corner. He asked me, "Young man, what song do you want to hear?"

The son of Nongyuelou who is good at playing the piano often likes to say the words "playing the piano to a cow", and it is obvious that the cow is referring to me.

Uninterested, I half leaned against the side of the boat and said to the boatman, "I'm tone-deaf, so I can't hear the music. Anyway, just watch and play."

"Okay." After he finished speaking, he sat down with his back to me, and the night wind rustled his clothes.

The two thin strings rubbed against the mahogany qin barrel quickly or slowly, and the long and quiet music echoed on the river and fluttered in the wind.The boatman straightened his back. At this moment, he was completely intoxicated in the tune he played, shaking his elbows and head interlacedly, and uttered a strange and sad phrase in a hoarse voice along with the tune:

The sky is boundless and the earth is boundless, and my heart is full of worries.Life is as fleeting as a white horse, but it is not joyful when I am in my prime.I want to ask the sky for resentment, but the sky is blue and there is no fate.Hold up and look up at the empty clouds and smoke, nine beats with feelings and who will be passed on...

The pain of separation, the longing for my hometown, the resentment of the ruin of the country and the death of my family, the hatred of my fate...Compared with all these pains, the sorrow and loss in my heart at this moment seem a little insignificant.

After the song was over, the boatman turned his head and asked, "Do you want to hear something else?"

I waved my hands hastily, with a wry smile on my face: "Old man, if you pull it down again, I should cry against the wind in a while."

He laughed heartily a few times: "If you say that you are tone-deaf again, I will not agree, no matter whether it is good or bad, it doesn't matter if you don't hold back, there is no need to make life difficult for this good festival."

There was only this one painting boat left on the river, and apart from the shopfronts waiting for the boat to be closed, there were only three or two concierges with lights on.Taibaixing flashes its light flickeringly, and the originally densely packed stars timidly disappear under his brilliance.

The result is the same if we wait any longer, but this sky lantern cannot be wasted, and it took a few days of effort to make such a decent one.Borrowing a scythe and flint from the boatman, he scribbled a few lines on the oiled paper before lighting the resin:

The cold moon paints the fat lake as a screen, Fangge smiles and swallows are jealous, I don't know where the king's heart hangs, who will go to the secret appointment?

My books can't tell the melancholy things in the world, but I can't see through my heart.A poet is worthy of a spectator, and a thousand lamps are in vain.Fortunately?Alas?Sigh!

A solitary lamp wobbled and climbed to the sky, and a single boat slowly approached the shore. When leaving, the boatman said to me: "Young man, as the saying goes, it takes a hundred generations to cultivate and cross on the same boat. You waited for a night. I also stayed with you for one night. The old man advises you that you don’t have to be too paranoid in life. It’s better to do as little as you can to go to the moon with a ladder. If you really can’t wait, go home early. Don’t forget that there is still waiting for you under the ladder For those who are in love with you, let your own heart be cold, but you must not let the hearts of those who are waiting for you be cold too."

If it was "Mountains and Flowing Water" just now, it would be appropriate, but... there is indeed a person who I can't touch in the Gui Palace, but there is no one waiting for me under the ladder. The moment I ascend to immortality, I am doomed It eventually becomes a duckweed stalk.

The years are eating away at my roots...

At this moment, the only place where wine can be found is where else besides Nongyuelou?I tightened my clothes, which were wet with dew, and I walked like a ghost on a deserted road.

Thinking that I went to the wrong place, looking at the two fireworks houses standing opposite the building, "Longyue" and "Yinfeng" have been changed to "Panghua" and "Suiliu", the former is as elegant as the latter , the same is true of the business he is doing.

Still the same sentence, sell your body for one year without selling your body for ten years, no matter how solid its brand of attracting customers with art is, it can't escape the word "selling", and tonight I will be purely a person who buys one's body, It's enough to be elegant for a night, and now I only want to be romantic.