Floating like a dream, live up to your first love

The peach blossoms fall, and the north wind swallows.

Red dust and snow, lovesickness tears.

Baitouyin, you live up to it.

———Introduction

That night, watching the moon and stars thinning out, the two embraced each other and slept under the peach tree, using the sky as a hut and the ground as a mat.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, a cold wind suddenly blew, and Bai Zihua suddenly felt heavy on his body. He stretched out his arms to hug her, and asked in a daze, "Xiao Gu, are you cold?" up.

Under the cold wind, the peach blossoms break away from the branches and dance lightly.

Hua Qiangu put her icy little hands into his lapel, groping around his warm chest, tears flowed drop by drop from her closed eyes, dripping onto his chest, icy cold to the bone.

He hastily grabbed her hands, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Gu, what are you doing?"

Hua Qiangu's sanity seems to be not so clear, and she murmured: "Master, Master..." The love and hatred of the past life are intertwined with the hatred and ignorance of this life, and the memory drowns her like a tide.

The cold wind suddenly tightened, and the few remaining peach blossoms on the peach tree were swept away by the wind, leaving the bare branches trembling in the wind, and the hair like splashed ink scattered with the wind, falling on his chest, cold and smooth to the touch Poured out my whole heart.

Bai Zihua's heart felt sore, and he stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms. He knew that she was awakening, but he didn't know if it was appropriate to have her at this time.

Kissing her reddened cheek, he said in a hoarse voice, "Xiaogu, do you know what you are doing?"

With tears in her eyes, she saw his handsome face, it was a face that made her think about it day and night, just like the glimpse on the fairyland that year, it amazed her in her short life.

Lowering her head, a cold kiss fell on his chest, "Master, I want you..."

Gently stroking her hair with his big palm, he felt that her breath was faint, mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms in the forest, it was really intoxicating and uncontrollable.

Holding her head down, Bai Zihua was still struggling for the last time: "Xiaogu, can we talk about it when we go back?"

Looking up her tear-stained face, her eyes were blurred, but she shook her head firmly, "Master, I want you, and I want you now." Wait?Why wait?She didn't understand, and she didn't want to wait.

Bai Zihua's palm gradually loosened. No one knew better than him what kind of heartache it meant for her sad and sad expression. The unimaginable distance, the endless waiting, the longing for the impossible in the endless darkness the coming of light.

"I can't wait any longer." She panted *lowly, untied his belt with trembling hands, peeled off his clothes layer by layer, and her red lips slipped down along the way, making him tremble *chestnut.

A life away, a death farewell.

She really can't wait.

The red lips moved*twisting*between his chest*front*belly*, leaving a light red mark, Bai Zihua couldn't hold back any longer, wrapped his arms around her soft waist, and turned the two of them over fiercely.

He was above, she was below, Hua Qiangu's eyes suddenly became humble, like a child who has done something wrong, he shouted tremblingly: "Master."

Pressing her thick hair, Bai Zihua's deep eyes locked between her eyebrows for a while, then he lowered his head resolutely, and the kisses fell like raindrops, airtight.

"Master, I miss you." As he gasped for the kiss, she cried, tears streaming down her face.

All of a sudden, the peach blossoms fell like red rain, just like in his previous life when he came on the clouds, the peach blossoms fluttered one after another, just like in those years, those colorful and gorgeous fleeting years.

Falling in her eyes, those fleeting years are divided into two, one half is the unsatisfactory tenderness and attachment, and the other half is engraved in her heart, leaving her alone and her memory.

Peach blossoms spread all over the floor, dancing around the two of them.

His slender fingers passed through her complicated dress, lightly *un*tie* Luo* clothes, and his lips and tongue wantonly teased*.

She couldn't help screaming, her bright red lips moaned embarrassingly, feeling his scorching hot breath spraying on her lower abdomen, she didn't flinch like the previous few times, she opened her hands and hugged his neck , close to him, she longed for that kind of warmth too much.

A thousand bones of flowers, one flower appears, and kills all the flowers. Her fate in the past and present lives is just like the name, to commit peach blossoms.

In this life, she is sitting on a peach tree in Yaochi, and is reading a sentence from the Book of Songs: The peach blossoms are shining brightly.

He sat under that tree, and pink peach blossoms fell all over his body, as if he was destined in the dark. With a glance at Wannian, she fell in front of him uncontrollably, fell into his tenderness, and fell into his tenderness. Into this vortex of fate.

"Xiaogu, is it okay?" A deep and hoarse voice penetrated into the ear, Bai Zihua tightened her round shoulders, and pressed his tongue on her red lips.

On his lips, there was her taste, domineering and gentle, and the tip of his tongue frantically swept across her mouth.

Clutching his shoulder in confusion, her white fingers left a crescent-like red mark on his bare shoulder, Hua Qiangu's mind, which was not so clear at all, was already in a daze, and she whispered softly: " Master...I feel bad..."

At this time, the night sky was like rice paper splashed with thick ink, and the cold wind howled through the woods, setting off layers of waves of peach blossoms, and the two of them swam in the turbulent waves.

No matter how hard to suppress the rising lust, Bai Zihua held her waist with his big palms, straightened his waist up hard, and buried the swollen hot *hot into her tight and tight body.

Snow suddenly floated in the air, and the light snow turned into heavy snow in a short while. The branches were covered with white snow, covered with silver, and the peach blossoms on the ground were also covered layer by layer. Looking around, the ground was pale.

"Ah..." Hua Qiangu cried out in pain, bright red blood flowed out and landed on the snow, it was absolutely beautiful.

He exhaled tremblingly, lowered his eyebrows and kissed her forehead, and said in a rough voice, "Xiaogu, are you afraid?"

The black jade on his chest fell in front of her, Hua Qiangu held it with her mouth open, and looked at the sky with a slightly vacant look in her eyes, clusters of snowflakes in mid-air, like torn cotton wool, rolled down from the sky .

Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell into the snow, pain and pleasure were intertwined in her heart, her eyes blurred with tears, silently, she hugged his strong back silently, and her slender and shapely legs climbed up his body.

The cool and handsome face was dripping with sweat, and the big palms clasped her soft and delicate body, and began to twitch, and the indescribable pleasure was overwhelmed.

His life is covered in ice for thousands of miles, drifting in snow for thousands of miles, wandering alone for thousands of years, snow at dusk in thousands of mountains, stratus clouds for thousands of miles, the first time he met, he saw her sitting on the other side of the peach blossom and smiling.

Although she and him did not deviate from each other, after all, they took different paths.

Difficult to return.

With a stretch of his long arm, he lifted her from the ground, leaned against the peach blossom tree beside him, and possessed her violently.

Tracing through the snow and ice, his expression was cold and desolate.

Yelan lay down and listened to the wind and rain, she was both a glacier and a horse, once again broke into his stagnant life with unbridled fragrance and warmth, setting off waves of turmoil.

His eyes were red, his heart was confused, the glaciers melted, and the bone-chilling waves swept over her peach blossom-like life. Every impact was fatal, and the delicate petals could not withstand the sweeping waves. , They fell into the dead water one after another, sank into his life, and merged.

Hua Qiangu, who was overwhelmed by too much emotion, couldn't breathe, and couldn't help shouting: "Master...slow down..." The severe pain and huge pleasure seemed to be poked in her heart, and it was hot* , and lingering, and with an indescribable pleasure, the whole body was throbbing.

"Xiaogu... don't be afraid..."

The snow on the tree fell in puffs, and Bai Zihua pinched her waist, burying himself even deeper.

Her slender body trembled, her red lips whispered, and she arched her waist.

There was mud under him.

With a sound of "stabbing", the only remaining clothes on his body were torn, blown away without a trace by the wind, the torn silk was scattered, and snowflakes filled the sky.

The Palace of Unrequited Love, the Sword of Duan Nian, she doesn't like things that are too desolate, but he seems to be closely related to them. Too long loneliness, like all cold-blooded animals yearn for sunshine, and he is no exception.

Layers upon layers of pink petals appeared on the jade bracelet on her wrist. She cried out in a low voice, unable to bear his frenzy anymore, the heat gushed out.

Feeling her trembling, Bai Zihua quickened his speed and strength, ending this unprepared affair.

The spasms after the orgasm made her lose her strength, and she lay softly on her body, her long ink-splashed hair was scattered on her snow-white shoulders, and her delicate and charming face was flushed like a fire.

Holding her slender waist to prevent her from falling, he waved Bai Xue into a soft couch and hugged her to lie on it.

His whole body was covered by his tall body, Hua Qiangu poked her head out from under his shoulders, and looked up at the sky, she saw that the crystal snowflakes were like dancing jade butterflies, circling a few times in mid-air, falling On his shoulders, it was quickly melted by the heat from his body.

Large and large Albizia julienne flowers spread and bloom along the roots of the peach trees.

"Master, I miss you." She murmured unconsciously.

Bai Zihua reached out and picked two acacia flowers, pinned them to her ear, gently kissed her bright red cheek, and said softly, "Go to sleep, the master is right here."

The author has something to say: This article appropriates two images, one peach blossom and one snowflake, and gives these two images multiple meanings on their own initiative.

This article has been conceived for about four or five days, and I have been thinking about how to write it in a way that is fragrant*flavorful, beautiful and unconventional. From the title to the introduction, I pieced together these 18 poems from ancient poems. Words, hey~ the h of [-] words, I burst into tears...

Watch it in time, I don't know if it will be locked. . . .

☆, emotional long