0389 Don't leave a hand
The beautiful Xizi Lake has ten famous scenic spots, and the Flower Port Fish Watching is one of them.
Huagang Guanyu is located in the west side of the south section of the Su Causeway of Xizi Lake, it is a botanical garden that bears the light of the Buddha and is purple and quiet, the Huaxi Lu Garden, the mountain is connected to the lake, the flower port is connected to the verdant Nanping Mountain in front of the flower port, the west is close to the mountains and the green mountain, the calm and mirror-like Xiaonan Lake and Xili Lake, such as the green jade are lined up left and right, and the park is on the peninsula between Xili Lake and Xiaonan Lake, and the descendants have inscribed poems:
Huajia Mountain Liuhuaxi,
The flower stream meanders into the flower pond,
Red carp pond splendid,
The concubines are drunk and drunk,
The mountains and forests are tall and the willows are thin,
The shallow moon shadow of the water and the bay is late,
It should be the sky falling in Yaochi,
Linshui Flower Port Fish Idiot.
However, although the scenery is beautiful, the three people sitting in the small box of No. 1 Huagang Tea House at this moment may not all be in a good mood.
Of course, Chang Ning is happy, he has never had such a scenery, he used to come often when he was a student, but unfortunately like the poor Xiucai Golden Palace, the heart is empty, the so-called scenery is born from the heart, the mood is good, the scenery is particularly beautiful, even if it is drizzling, the flower port is quiet.
On the contrary, Liu Jingdong's mood was cloudy, he didn't sleep well last night, and when he got up in the second half of the night, he disturbed his wife's sweet dreams, and he was beaten with two feet and a few meals, and he endured Yao Jingfen's scolding early in the morning, and he had to pull down his face and beg Chang Ning to see him, and his mood was naturally terrible, even if he was in the real Yaochi fairy scene, I am afraid that he would not be able to squeeze out a smile.
The mood is a little complicated, it should be Yao Jingfen, member of the Standing Committee of the Hucheng Municipal Party Committee and Minister of Propaganda who is the east today.
was able to invite this iron-mouthed god to be a little half-immortal, thanks to Xu Guangrong, secretary general of the provincial party committee, and Xu Baishu, executive principal of the provincial party school, today is Monday, and people still have to teach in the classroom.
Of course, the one who can finally say that the little half-immortal is Yao Jingfen's veteran when she worked in the United Front Work Department of the Provincial Party Committee, and the current Provincial Party Committee Fu Ji Wang Guowei.
Xiao Banxian Chang Ning actually has such a deep background and ability, which really made Yao Jingfen unexpected, Liu Jingdong wanted to engage in Xiao Banxian, she knew it, she did not oppose or support, but it alarmed the Southeast Military Region and the Zhijiang Provincial Party Committee, Yao Jingfen regretted it a little.
For so many years, the reason why he has mixed so well in Lake City is because of his godfather Guo Xiaotian, now that his old man is at sunset, he is about to leave the provincial party committee and transfer to the provincial CPPCC, unlike Xizi Lake, which is shrouded in fog and rain, the sun will always rise, and her new sun doesn't know where it is.
"The journey is miserable,
The ancestral tent is out of the sound of the pharyngeal orchestra.
Cui Dai doesn't have to keep five horses,
The emperor was only allowed to live for three years.
Under the shade of the green vine, the singing mat is spread,
The prostitute ship is moored in the red lotus flower.
Everywhere you look back and fall in love,
It's hard not to be by the lake. ”
Yao Jingfen clapped her hands and praised: "County Magistrate Chang is really capable of literature and martial arts, no wonder Jingdong said that you are a hero in the world of dragons and phoenixes among people." ”
This is the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's "Hangzhou Huifang", although it is also related to Xizi Lake, but there are not many people who can chant it.
"Minister Yao, you praised it falsely, it was all this city man Director Liu, who laughed at me for being rustic back then, and I just picked up a few old books on the street, and learned a few words from them, and I laughed, and laughed."
"Hmph, I don't know how to learn, I have an empty stomach, and I dare to laugh at others." Yao Jingfen glanced at Liu Jingdong, turned her head to look at Chang Ning with a smile, and said softly:
"The grass of the tomb of the king of E,
Autumn desolation stone beasts are dangerous.
Nandu Junchen Light Sheji,
The fathers of the Central Plains looked at the flag.
The hero is dead,
The world is not divided.
Don't sing this song to the lake,
The water and mountains are sad. ”
Yao Jingfen is middle-aged, but she is still glorious, her charm is undiminished, with elaborate makeup and fashionable dress, she is still a young woman in her thirties, Chang Ning sighed in her heart, no wonder Liu Jingdong hook, now, the most popular is this woman.
"Minister Yao, your poem "Yixi Lake" by Zhao Ziang talks about the tomb of King E, but it reminds me of the Tang Dynasty poet Li Shen's "Tomb of King Yue E".
Urabe Mei ---- swimming, and said with a wry smile in her heart, this world is like a fishing pond, too small and too crowded, as long as you are in it, there must be a time to rub shoulders and meet.
Spring dawn on the Su Causeway, willows are swaying, drizzle, and a gentle breeze.
Under the two flower umbrellas, Chang Ning held You Li in his left hand and You Jia in his right hand, standing side by side, looking at the distance by the railing.
"Is it all over?" No mistakes, no word skipping. You Jia asked in a low voice.
Chang Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head, "How can there be an end." ”