The flower of the foreign history of Wulin is chasing the moon

?The sky is full of snow.

There was a mist all around.

Le Yue was sitting on the roof wearing a white fox fur cloak, waiting to watch the play.

Today Wang Lianhua gave her the medicine, ordered someone to take good care of her, and left again.She woke up, feeling much better, and rushed over after grabbing a cloak from his room.She knew that Zhu Qiqi would not be reconciled and would definitely find him, so she just sat here and waited.

Zhu Qiqi didn't know that this was a secret door, so she could only rely on the feeling of being under the car to be brought here.And this person is none other than Panda.But she didn't know that "secret door" means a brothel, and everything inside is full of sex.

She watched Zhu Qiqi and Panda come, and she watched Panda explain to Zhu Qiqi that this is a secret door, and a "secret door" is a brothel, and everything inside is full of prostitutes.She watched as Zhu Qiqi blushed and came in to check.

Le Yue even sensed the nervousness of the panda. She also watched Zhu Qiqi relying on the reflection of the snow light, vaguely looking around at the surrounding scenery, but the snow light was weak and the scenery was hazy. It was where she came that day.

Le Yue saw that Shen Lang was playing tricks on Zhu Qiqi and Panda Er, so he made a crown out of two dead branches, and put two notes on the heads of the two people, namely, the queen of the idiot and the king of the idiot.

She saw Zhu Qiqi and Panda'er startling the snake, and she watched them leave in a hurry.

The moment they left, she saw Shen Lang, and Shen Lang also saw her, and she smiled slightly at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang felt that on such a night, seeing her smile like this, it seemed like a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.That smile is something he will remember forever.No matter which time he saw her, the amorous feelings she showed were different, which made him unforgettable even if he wanted to.

Le Yue knew that Shen Lang had already talked with Mrs. Wang, and she knew that Shen Lang had doubts about Mrs. Wang's life, but she was none of her business.

Looking at the weather like this, she suddenly thought of the brother who flashed in her mind that day, and felt a little sad for some reason.

Ten years of life and death are boundless, unthinkable and unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of graves, nowhere to be bleak.

Even if they meet, they should not know it, dusty face, temples like frost.

At night, You Meng suddenly returned home, Xiaoxuan window, dressing.

There is nothing to say about each other, but a thousand lines of tears.

Expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Matsuoka.

Unknowingly, I thought of this word.

However, this poem is a combination of the author's unfortunate encounters and infinite emotions in his political career in the past ten years, and vividly reflects his sincere emotions and deep memories of his dead wife that will never be forgotten.And she didn't know why she used it to think about the brother that flashed in her mind, what did that brother have to do with him, why he didn't entrust her with a single dream, or he had already forgotten her.It's so lonely in this world alone, so lonely.

Le Yue suddenly wanted to drink. She sneaked into the wine cellar and stole a relatively small wine jar. She didn't know what kind of wine it was, but all the wine here was good.She quickly left the wine cellar again, as if she had never been here before.

Le Yue sat on the roof and drank sips. People say that being drunk relieves a thousand worries, but why does she feel more worried when she is drunk?Le Yue drank it one sip at a time, she thought the wine was really delicious.

Le Yue hugged the empty wine jar and walked staggeringly. She didn't know where she was. It seemed to be her room, so she pushed open the door of the nearest room, and looked at the room with drunken eyes. , the layout is very delicate, the bookshelves on the side are full of books, the most conspicuous of which is the big bed with embroidered brocade curtains, the pink gauze curtains on the bed are very thick, and the gauze curtains are transparent. Standing at the door, you can see that the embroidered quilt under the gauze tent is orange in color, and you can smell it carefully, and there is a fragrant smell. The exquisite furnishings are just like a girl's embroidery pavilion.Quickly opened the window to diffuse the smell, then turned around and rubbed her eyes, and saw clearly that this was not her room, her room didn't have this kind of smell, who cares, the drunken-eyed she saw if there was any place to rest.

Le Yue found a soft couch, and the soft couch smelled of incense and powder, like someone's body, and she didn't like it.Shaking her head, she didn't think about it anymore, so she pushed the bookshelf away, then kicked the bookshelf aside, and finally she fell asleep on the books with the wine jar in her arms.