Playing to the death and cheating on you

It happened to be the fifteenth day, and the maids went to Ganlu Temple to pray and offer incense for the imperial concubine according to the usual practice, and they would not come back until evening. 【26nbsp;】

Just after noon, the third prince brought a guqin and a high-quality pipa. He seemed to be very interested. He stroked the strings with his fingers, and made a long and faint echo: "Little Lolita, today I will play and sing for you!" A song."

I knew that the third prince was the most leisurely among the royal children, but it was the first time Shui Lian heard him play the piano.

He played and sang to himself:

Life does not meet, moving like participating in business.

There will be a total of this light and candlelight in this evening.

How long can the young and strong, the temples and hairs are gray.

Interviewing the old half is a ghost, exclaiming the hot midgut.

Yan Zhi for twenty years, re-enter the Gentleman Hall.

The sons and daughters were suddenly married.

Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came.

The question and answer is not over yet, Qu'er Luo wine syrup.

Yeyu cuts spring chives, and yellow beams in the new cooking room.

The Lord said that meeting was difficult, and it was exhausting.

Ten people are not drunk, the feeling is deliberately long.

Tomorrow is separated by the mountains, and the world is boundless.

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Shui Lian looked at the slowly sinking sunset, and was actually fascinated by hearing it.

Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be boundless! ! !

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Pipa, spring shirt, snow-white hands.

Shui Lian sat opposite, not holding her pipa half-hidden, but tilting her head, completely revealing her slightly cunning young girl's face, and sang a song "Midnight Music":

The weather is sunny, the smoke is thin and the wind is warm, and the suburbs are clear and clear.Gradually decorate the pavilions and platforms, and there are many good trees.The waist of the dance is weak, the green reflection of the hanging willows, the shallow peaches and Li Yaoyao, and countless tender reds.Du Qiyan and Liu Yingdou are bilingual.

Regarding this Jiajing, I suddenly feel dissipated and become melancholy.Read and understand, where is the lightness.Tolerate a good time, live up to a young man and take it easy.Looking at the sky, returning to the setting sun at dusk.Huanlang Pingfeng stems do not know where to go.

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Her melody is sad, and she seems to be sighing that beauty is easy to grow old, and youth is fleeting.

Perhaps thinking of the boundless future, she hugged the pipa and stared at the moonlight ecstatically.

It was also on such a moonlit night, she knocked a man unconscious with a big stick, and Mixiang... The beautiful days in the small black room, one seven-day holiday after another seven-day holiday, endless lingering, endless Hua Hua, the two are happy together, thinking that it will be a lifetime... But, those are all in the past! !

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I can lock my pen; why can't I lock love and sorrow

In a long life, why does joy always fade away at the first glance

The most urgent time is the most beautiful time

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