Fuzhou gossip gl

How can it be called difficult to follow the rules?According to Guan Yuxuan's words, Fuzhu hugged a pile of firewood, lit a fire, and sat alone at the door to warm up, her eyes flickered, the sparks in her pupils looked bright and moving, but in fact they were colder.Fuzhu doesn't know people's thoughts, and she is not good at guessing. When others say it, she responds, so she has no time to think about other things.She turned her head to look at Guan Yuxuan from time to time, and saw that she had been sitting with her knees hugged, her crescent eyebrows slightly frowned, her small mouth slightly pursed, and she lowered her eyes to look at the fire.Staring at the fire, Fuzhu was afraid that she would hurt her eyes, and she was afraid that she would be stared at if she said the last sentence, so she timidly did not dare to move, and leaned forward to take a closer look, not knowing what Madam was thinking ?What could this fire be seeing through?Fuzhu didn't know.

This is really samadhi.This Wanzai Xuanbing.

Fuzhu turned around and continued to watch, accompanied by the late wind, passing by the small ball of fire at the feet, crackling and exploding sparks like fine velvet, emitting dry smoke, the warmth really couldn't add much, and Just look at it's ever-changing, graceful and charming, temporarily relieving loneliness.At the foot of the mountain, at the foot of the mountain, the sound is dark and silent, who knows when someone will come?After all, wait.and others.Who knows who is coming?Birdie called for me.One is a passerby, two is a lover.

The night has come, the sky is dark.Yue Wuhen is getting colder.As soon as the partridge crowed, it flapped its wings and returned to its nest, and it rained heavily.

Beside Shouchai, smokey people.A pot of wind and a pot of water.Two points of warmth, but it is choking, causing coughing sounds.

I once remembered the old times, talked about ancient things, appreciated the books, and didn't know the night without oil.Now it flashes, the scene is still in the eyes, talking and laughing.Injury like this, put on the bead plate.do the math.How many times do you have to sigh in comfort?People don't come, people don't come, just sneer, count all the organs, and in the end it's just waiting in vain.

Guan Yuxuan laughed at himself for being stupid, he was already in this field, but he was still afraid of waiting for nothing, and he worked hard, not knowing what it was for.Such people are always uninteresting.It's good to be boring, but I'm afraid it's unintentional.The daughter's heart is really difficult to understand. The first half of the time she was thinking about others, her heart hurt like water, and the second half she was cursing at others, full of resentment, like water raging, she scolded all the words that should be scolded in her heart, and she couldn't solve it This anger.blame.Blame him for this stone, which neither hides precious jade nor Sun Wukong. In short, I want to let go and be an outsider, watching each other from the wall, and not caring about everything.Guan Yufu didn't figure it out either, he had liked such a person since he was a child, how could he know whether it was bad luck or bad luck, why did he choose such a difficult one, he really wanted to fetch water from the bamboo basket, and it was empty.Let him go, let him go, today's talk is like this, what else can I say?Guan Yufu is really annoyed when he thinks of this, let him raise his eyebrows with someone in the future, clear the pond with someone, go boating with someone, admire the snow and fold plum blossoms with someone, climb high and look far away with someone, be short-tempered with someone, look at each other's white heads with whom... The more I think about it, the more I think that the person is not me anyway, so I don't want to wish them harmony, I just hope that the red things will not be told, and Wuxin knows that it is the daughter of the He family who wants to love and know you. clothes weaving.snort.

People are coming.Want to see the outcome.

Fuzhu stood up with a single step, put out the fire very quickly and carried the firewood back.Guan Yuzheng's cheeks were colorless, and he thought clearly just now, and the rest was cold.She gave Fuzhu a cold look, explained to her a few times, and hid behind the statue of Mazu alone, leaning on the dry straw leaves on the ground and sitting on the statue.Fu Zhu still didn't quite understand, so she walked around to her and asked, "You are..."

"I don't want to see him." She said very plainly with her face up. She was already very tired, her hair was a little messy and unsteady, her tears had dried up, and even her eyes were so dry that no water could be squeezed out.Fuzhu looked at her as if she was a long-sick medicine jar, her face was full of powerlessness and open-mindedness that can only be felt after a moment of relief.Do your best and obey the destiny.I have taken the medicine that should be taken, and tried the method that should be tried. If God really wants to take this life away, what can people say?The only way is to accept it.God is so ruthless.Fuzhu was startled suddenly, wanting to slap herself.Madam treats me well, how can I compare like this, it is really disrespectful.She shook her dress and ran to the statue of Mazu to pray, Mazu, Mazu, I, Fuzhu, know that you don't care about marriage, but if you know Yuelao, can you ask him to help our lord and madam.

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outside the temple.There are two or three companions.Fang Zhiyuan came to the entrance of Mazu's temple and looked inside, saw Fuzhu muttering something in front of the statue of Mazu, so he waved his right hand and asked his subordinates to wait outside.She patted the water on her body first, then adjusted her hat before she dared to enter the door.As soon as Fuzhu heard the sound of footsteps, she turned around quickly, and when she saw that it was the lord coming, she was overjoyed, and quickly stepped forward to greet her and saluted, then went to the front and pointed to the back of the Mazu statue with him, not saying much .

Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fuzhu and nodded, and was not in a hurry to find Guan Yuxuan. He turned around first, saw a fire built and a small support was erected, said "Okay, okay" to himself, and then turned around How long has Fuzhu been here?

Fuzhu said that she has been in this temple since the time of application did not arrive.

Fang Zhiyuan asked again: "Are all the clothes dry?"

Fuzhu nodded.

"Can you go out for a while? I have something to say to my wife alone."

Fuzhu didn't dare to make decisions at first, but after hearing that Guan Yukuo hadn't moved for a long time, she followed the adults' orders and went to stand under the eaves.

A temple, a pile of fire, wishful thinking.The gamble of putting one's own happiness on the table, and the burden of taking the country and the country, the former gambled too much, the latter had too much burden, busy in and out, and lost in the end.That is to say, two people, two hearts, and empty hands.

Guan Yufu had also thought about it in this temple, what should Fang Zhiyuan do to forgive him, pick up that heart, mend it, and fill it up bit by bit.You need all kinds of warm words, sincere apology, tearful remorse, and an apology that is so unique that it is full of thoughts.

But who would have thought that it would be "Ma'am, go back, I'm sorry for you", which softened my heart.

Guan Yuxuan especially hated himself for being worthless. He thought it would be extremely difficult to ask himself to forgive him, but he didn't expect to just say "Ma'am", so he didn't complain about anything. He wanted to go back with him, talk to him, and be with him. He wrote poems and songs until the moon was full on the West Tower.

Daughter, the heart that is handed over is really the water that was poured out.Difficult to collect.

"I was swearing at you, threatening you with knives and guns. I didn't want you. Thinking about it now, I don't know if there is anyone in the world who is more shameless and ruthless than me. Let's go home first? It's cold at night, and you are not in good health. I got better in the capital, and then came to Fuzhou to accompany me to suffer, and I still talk to you like this, I really...I'm really not a thing. Yuyu, you can go back with me first, we can talk about everything."

All of a sudden, the wind blew through the hall, the fire was messy, the sound of cracking wood was crackling, and the clothes were completely wet, no matter how strong the wind was, they couldn't hold the clothes.Seeing that she didn't reply, Fang Zhiyuan didn't know what to do, so he simply waited for her there.Fang Zhiyuan is not good at apologizing, not to mention understanding people's thoughts and saying some sophisticated and mellow words.If you make a mistake, you will admit your mistake and scold yourself for being wrong.It was cold, so I felt distressed and wanted her to go home quickly.If this is still not enough, I can only wait here for her to accompany her.When it rained, she drenched herself and drenched herself; when it was late at night, she couldn't sleep and she couldn't sleep either.

What kind of suffering you have suffered, I want to suffer together and taste it, so that I can know how heartbreaking I was at that time.

The confrontation was silent.Although the two people agree, it is invisible, so how can people not feel palpitations?Fortunately, Guan Xiaoqiu is not here, otherwise she must have patted the railing under the eaves.

And how did that little girl know that this love is often artificial.Not to mention the love of literati.Where do you not want to ask for "I don't say anything, you will understand"?The old stories are all like this, how deep is the husband's love, how much is the concubine's love, how deep is the love, the lips are not parted, but the meaning has been expressed, think carefully, how can it be a beautiful word.

But not now.How can you insist on the word "understand" before the love comes?

The surroundings were quiet and there was no sound, and after a long time, Guan Yuzhen poked his head out from behind the portrait, with tears in his eyes: "You said you wanted me to go back, but you came here to give me a hand. "

Only then did Fang Zhiyuan understand, swept away his sorrow, hurried up to help her up, asked her if it hurts after sitting on the ground for a long time, and then gave her the silk handkerchief in his arms, and said: "I see you fell on the table , brought it to you.”

Guan Yufu took it and wiped away his tears.

The group returned to the post station, Fang Zhiyuan said that the two of them should go to wash first, change into clean clothes, and then we can talk about things in detail afterwards.Guan Yukuo lowered his head and smiled, and said, "Your Excellency dislikes me?" Fang Zhiyuan was frightened, saying that he dared not dare, and if he wanted to talk about dislike, these two rain-drenched people must be disliked by both sides.After the two of them finished grooming, two bowls of ginger soup were placed on the table, accompanied by some side dishes.It is to see the other party drink up all the ginger soup before he can speak with peace of mind.What I don't want to get in exchange is a moment of silence, thousands of words, which one should I say?

Fang Zhiyuan lowered his head, touched the white porcelain cup to feel the heat from the tea, and said, "I am ashamed of you."

Guan Yuzhen also lowered his head, and replied softly: "Today I also offended, but... I just want you to understand what I said."

Fang Zhiyuan looked up at her, wishing to grab her hand and tell her that he knew everything, but when he couldn't think about it, he pinched the table lining and said, "Yes. I understand, I have always understood, but I can't let it go. You talked to me today, since you understand me, you must know what I will do."

"My lord has already told me, so I naturally understand." Guan Yuzheng looked at him and nodded, his eyes were soaked in fatigue and helplessness, but somehow there was a hint of warmth, thinking that this difference of opinion probably won't prevent people from relying on each other.When it comes to the word support, it is nothing more than that.I have said all I need to say, and you understand what I need to hear. The love is deep and the matter has come to an end. Now that I have decided to accompany me all the way, I will stop asking about the future.

"Well. I can't let it go. If I don't hit the south wall, I won't look back. If something happens to me in the future, it will be my own fault and no one else." She said, her voice stopped suddenly, and she hesitated to put down the bag she just took. He picked up Cha and said, "But I'm really scared now." Guan Yukuo had never seen him show such an expression before, so he hurriedly asked.Seeing her concerned look, Fang Zhiyuan smiled wryly, and replied: "I used to think I was alone, but now...if I suffer, it will be the Fang family, Haiyan Heqing, and the old Wang family who will suffer." Xiao, and... you. I think, that's why your father retired back to Yuantian. He is no longer alone. He has a family, a wife and children. Once there is something, it is difficult to let go Give it a go."

Xiao Xinxi, who was so heavy that he missed his daughter's family for a moment, is not talking about it now.

"Will my lord's wish be influenced by the people in Fangfu?"

"No. Do you think I'm selfish? Am I a villain?" He asked this question urgently, not as if he was asking, but as if he was begging you for a "yes" answer.The iron bones and rocks are really nothing but appearances, Guan Yuzhen couldn't bear it, but there was nothing he could do.The Guan family was in the same situation. At that time, the parents took all the burdens to protect the ignorant young man who was in the boudoir.If my father really asked me about this back then, would I have persuaded my father to change his mind because of his own safety?I don't know how I would respond if I changed my mother.Guan Yukuo thought about the past and did not reply. He only heard Fang Zhiyuan continue to say: "When your Guan family was raided, how could everyone be displaced? I'm afraid. I'm more afraid than if I die alone."

"But the adults will not let go." Guan Yuzhen also knew why he said this sentence, but he blurted it out when he heard him say that he was afraid.In this way, should it be regarded as a response to his phrase "selfish villain"?But Guan Yuzhen knew very well in his heart, knowing that he was not that kind of person, if he was really a man of selfish desires, how could he bear such a burden alone.She didn't know how her mother told her father about this back then, and she didn't know how her father told her mother about her decision back then. She only knew that at this moment and here, she Guan Yuzhen didn't want Fang Zhiyuan to suffer because of these things. Foreign things and give up what you think in your heart.

What a contradiction.This afternoon I wanted to persuade him to give up, but now I am encouraging him to continue walking.If you don't understand, I'm afraid you've never seen such a person, a person who puts all his eggs in one basket and will chase after any light. He can't help but make people want to help, regardless of the outcome.Guan Yuxuan thought he was judging the situation and was well versed in the principles of expediency, but when he met the person in front of him, he still lost his luck and ruined his cultivation.

If you think about it, isn’t it all because of one word?

That is to say, where the love goes, what the reason goes against.

Fang Zhiyuan was also stunned when he heard her answer like this. Although he knew that she would not persuade him anymore, and he didn't want her to say such a thing, it sounded like he was blaming him, but he didn't know why he was very touched.She was a little afraid to look at Guan Yuzhen, turned her head to look at the tea, and said, "Yes. Actually, you see, the idea that has been made has not changed in the slightest even after you told me. But now I feel The clarity of my heart. In the past, I closed my eyes and tried to turn a blind eye to some things, but now I open my eyes and see the good and bad things listed in front of my eyes at the same time, and my heart has become a kind of clarity.”

Guan Yukuo smiled, although he was a bit reluctant but no longer bitter, he replied: "If my lord can really relax because of this, then I don't have anything to force."

Fang Zhiyuan got up and looked out the window, the lights were on in the rainy night.

The window opened, and her voice sounded with the south wind: "Well, I don't regret it. I just do my best to obey the destiny. As for success or failure, I leave it to God to decide." When she said this, her eyes were clear Bright, with a bit of a smile.I am used to seeing fog in my daily life, but beyond this fog, there is such a blue sea and blue sky.Guan Yuxuan was a little stunned and didn't know what to say. He just felt a gust of wind coming from nowhere in his heart, carrying his soul around the world and walking through the clouds. Its emptiness was peerless and invincible.

Get a mirror again.As bright as a mirror, it becomes more and more quiet.

"So thank you." She held the teacup, which meant to respect each other. Guan Yuzheng was still there, trembling for a while to force himself to recover, and picked up the tea.Drinking the unknown taste of tea, thinking carefully in my heart--Father, don't blame your daughter for being unworthy.

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In the summer of the 15th year of Jiahua, when the bowls hit each other, it was extremely bitter and rainy, so this word was made up.Picking up Guan today, Nuan Yu doesn't know the cold, so he plays a song in vain, and sends this son with empty words.return home.

Su Mushe·Rain Xianxian

Guan Yukuo

The rain is slender, the makeup is red and loose, tears are all over the rails, and lovesickness is chaotic for a while.Remnant clouds and desolate wind play cold wind.Jade breaks my heart, and the open fire doesn't feel warm.

One long sound, one short sound, full of love, heartbroken.Ji Ji Qi Qi long accompanied.I still think about it, can I serve a bowl?

The author has something to say:

Let me explain the last word.

Guan is a musical instrument, and Guan Yuxuan is just borrowing it here as an intention, not really playing Han Guan.

The words were written in my heart while running in the rain, and I wrote that I hated myself for being worthless, and spent all day sad and sad in exchange for this result, but I was still thinking about whether I could have a family relationship with Fang Zhiyuan in the future (that is, to live).

The above sentences are the interpretation of the words afterwards.I simply translate.

"In the summer of Jiahua's 15th year, I had a quarrel with Fang Zhiyuan. I was drenched in the rain and felt very sad, so I wrote this poem. Now when I pick up this pipe (continue to borrow the stem from the poem), the jade is warm and moist. It makes people feel cold, so let me play an empty song, and bid farewell to the song I wrote that was full of lies (Zixu: reference to nothing). Go home."