Phoenix dwelling in Yanzhou

the sky is gray,

wild,

The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep.

As the sun sets, on the endless grassland, the shepherd is driving the sheep back to the sheepfold.

There was the sound of trampling horseshoes in the distance, and the shepherd girl raised her head, only to see two riding shadows on the flat grassland in the distance.

Two pitch-black steeds galloped on the grassland, their hoofs rolling and their long manes flying.Sitting on the horseback were two slender figures.

The gusty wind lifted the corners of their clothes, and the vast prairie, against the backdrop of the heroic figures of the two girls riding, has a taste of riding a horse hand in hand to the end of the world.

The sound of hooves came, and the girl in red who was running in front stopped the horse with a cry of "Woo".

"Girl," the bright girl smiled and asked the shepherd girl, "My sister and I have traveled so far, but we can't find a place to rest. I wonder if it's possible to stay overnight?"

The girl in red spoke fluent Beidi dialect with a unique accent from the capital.

And the girl in white beside her smiled softly without saying a word.The girl in red said that her sister hurt her throat and was unable to speak for a while.

People on the prairie are the most hospitable, and the shepherd girl invited the pair of sisters who had nowhere to go to her small family.

As the moon rose, the tired bird came back to its cage. On the flat ground beside the Moon River, the tents of the Mo Che family were lit up with candles.

A bonfire was lit in the center of the village, and the mellow aroma of kumiss was mixed with the tempting smell of roasted lamb.

Around the huge bonfire, people sang and danced.

The two girls sitting in the guest seats watched these simple herdsmen singing and dancing.

They were Jing Sheng and Su Qian who had eloped for more than half a month.

Looking at the bonfire, the enthusiastic young man grabbed the shy young girl and offered his token of love.Only then did Jing Sheng remember, "I forgot! Today is the Spring God Festival!"

Su Qian looked at Jing Sheng, because she couldn't speak Beidi dialect, and she would be confused when she opened her mouth, so she didn't speak at all, and could only ask Jing Sheng with her eyes, what is the Spring God Festival?

The corner of Jing Sheng's mouth curled up into a smile, under the table, her little finger gently hooked Su Qian's finger. "In Beidi, besides spring, the God of Spring is also in charge of marriage."

In addition to the most solemn July Festival, many boys and girls will also choose to confess their love to their loved ones on the Spring God Festival.

"It is said that lovers who are blessed by the God of Spring will love each other forever."

Su Qian heard the yearning in Jing Sheng's words, and the fingers under the table returned to hold Jing Sheng's.

"Ah Qian, let's go dancing too, and pray for the blessing of the God of Spring." Jing Sheng smiled, and pulled Su Qian to the campfire.

Su Qian has been dignified and elegant all her life. Even if she had practiced dancing at the beginning, it was just to cultivate her sentiment.As a noble daughter of an aristocratic family, or later the princess of the Eastern Palace, she could not dance under the eyes of others.

Unruly, out of order.

This is also the cognition engraved in her bones since she was a child.

But looking at Jing Sheng's little face that was reddened by the bonfire, all the rules and decency disappeared at this moment, and there was not even a speck of ashes left.

Under the bright starry sky, the bonfire was burning high, and the singing was floating in the night sky. The faces of the singing and dancing men, women and children were filled with cheerful smiles.

Jing Sheng pulled Su Qian into the dancing team. Under the cheerful music, Jing Sheng danced lightly around Su Qian a few times. On the flying skirt, those embroidered butterflies seemed to follow her. Like dancing together. "Ah Qian, let me teach you how to dance."

Looking at the smile on the little guy's face, the piety in his eyes.

Su smiled slightly, took Jing Sheng's hand, let go of the dignified shackles that had been imposed on her for more than twenty years, and danced with her.

On the banks of the Moon River, lovers singing and dancing are praying devoutly.

God of Spring!

I sing praises to you,

I dance for you.

Please protect my love,

Let me and her, life after life, love each other with no doubts.