Jiangnan smoke and rain do not disperse gl

The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

The young man stands on the bluestone bridge.

No misery, no joy.

Tang Ling looked at the young man in white with a smile.

Immediately, he stretched out his arms into his arms.

She leaned close to the boy's ear and whispered softly.

The lingering sound is ethereal, and there is tenderness between the eyebrows and eyes.

She said: "Dong Shu, I am willing to give up everything for you, are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?"

"Disregard the obstacles of the world, ignore the rumors of the world."

"Let go of your sorrows, let go of your hatred."

"Zuixin Pavilion cooks wine, you and I drink together."

"I play a song, you play a flute, the candlelight flickers, and we talk every night."

"Hand in hand to spend the first white life together, and the years will be quiet and happy."

"Allow me to be home all over the world, and I also like simple tea and light food."

"Travel around the world, walk all over the mountains and rivers, hold the wine in the east fence, and let it be spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"I wonder if you would like to?"

"Now I have no place to go, no expectations, and I always have you in my heart. I wonder if you would like to be my love?"

"I would like to never take a step out of this door in my life, just to accompany you."

silent.

Who has tears in the corners of his eyes.

Who's heart was broken again?

The blurred figure of the boy gradually faded away, leaving her alone.

She was left in tears like rain, lamenting this life.

Mistakes, those things that cannot be changed, how to accept them?

Between the heart and the heart, but separated by the end of the world?

"I like you, what do you want me to do?"

"Dong Shu, you are responsible."

"This is what I owe you, and I will pay you back."

"Can you not marry or marry other women, I feel very sad, can you let me be willful again."

"There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees, and the heart is pleasing to the king, and the king does not know it."

"Dong Shu, I miss you so much..."

After tossing and turning, I woke up, soaking the pillow and soaking half of my face.

People are also hesitant, and their hearts are also wandering.

It's dawn now, let's have another dream.

Since ancient times, passion has been misunderstood by ruthlessness...

Tang Ling wiped away her tears, then smiled, and started a new day, a day alone.

Alone, get used to it...

In the blink of an eye, the winter solstice and the heavy snow in the south of the Yangtze River are rare.

The vast expanse of whiteness is icy cold, the sky is full of snow, which never stops for a day, and the branches of peach blossoms in front of the hall bow their heads.

Picturesque.

There was a thick layer of snow in the garden, and Tang Ling, who was blushing with cold, stepped on a series of footprints step by step in the snow.

moment.

Then he turned white.

"This winter, it's really cold."

Tang Ling stood in the garden for a while, couldn't help muttering, and quickly hid under the eaves.

The originally slender and fair hands were now flushed red.

Exhale into your mouth and rub your hands.

But I haven't seen snow for a long time. It fell a few years ago, and it is not as abundant as this year.

Frying snow and cooking wine, in the past she was also...

Zuixin Pavilion.

Tang Ling was cooking wine while admiring the snow-capped land.

A pot of warm wine enters the intestines, warm and flowing.

The beautiful scenery still needs strings to match...

It's a pity that there is no bosom friend, and no one listens.

People are slightly smoked.

From nowhere came the sound of a flute singing slowly.

Melodious and soothing, it seems to be haunted by a touch of nostalgia.

Whose jade flute falls all over the south of the Yangtze River.

Where to find the sound from afar, it probably came all the way from outside the city accompanied by wind and snow.

"In this world, who is the idiot who complains about men and women... playing a song of joys and sorrows."

Tang Ling drank the strong wine to relieve his worries as if mocking himself, and burned his cheeks.

He took out an object from his bosom, which seemed to be one of the pair of jade pendants, the Phoenix Jade Pendant.

Seeing blurred.

When was it so wrong?

It's never happened before, so how can we live up to it?

Be passionate, be passionate.