If life is only as it first seems

The initial comfort, such as a dream-like feeling, a frown, a smile, like a spring breeze, like a rain shower. That kind of suddenness, that kind of sprouting, like a flame, ignited that boundless thought.

If life is only as first seen, looking back, the prosperous world, passing by the clouds, is just a residual thought at the beginning, crying in the heart, at that time it was just ordinary. The beauty of the past has become the water and moon mirror flowers, the tears are drooping, in that looking back at the thought, the falling flowers and flowing water are gone, heaven and earth.

The girls' school scholar Mo'er who was standing on the stage only heard this sentence, and she burst into tears

Before everyone woke up from the first sentence, Feng Shanshui read the second line of the poem as well:

What's the autumn wind sad painting fan

This sentence uses Han Ban Jieyu to be abandoned. Ban Jieyu was the concubine of Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty, who was slandered by Zhao Feiyan and retired to the cold palace. This is to say that they loved each other at the beginning, but later they became separated and abandoned today.

The stage was originally just a tearful girls' school book, but at this time, the teardrops had slipped down her cheeks

The brush in Zhu Ping'an's hand sped up, and he worked hard to write.

"Waiting for leisure to change, but the old people's hearts are changeable, so the people's hearts are changeable"

These few words, the charm of tactful and sentimental, just two sentences are worth a thousand words, and all kinds of unspeakable complex tastes of life seem to come to my heart because of this sentence, which makes people feel a lot of emotion. The world is like a white cloud and a dog, changing rapidly, fate gathers and scatters, and people always look back at it, and the beauty disappears. Heartache, but I can only be helpless, suddenly looking back, tears in my eyes. The moon is cloudy and sunny, people have joys and sorrows, and those disturbing love, hatred, and hatred have just flowed eastward like a river of spring water.

After these few sentences, everyone has not only changed their faces, but some seem to have been touched by the heartstrings, as if they remembered the past; Some listened quietly, wanting to hear the verses that followed; Of course, there are many people who frowned, this kind of poem full of life insights and emotional feelings, can such a teenager who doesn't seem to have any hair grow can do it? It's very suspicious.

Zhu Ping'an has always been low-key, rarely with everyone, fellow students and candidates have left at least five or six poems in Anqing Mansion, Zhu Ping'an is only in the Amazing Immortal Poetry Club two, and they are two full of questions.

Small is there, but big talent, everyone is still full of questions.

After all, this kind of poetry can be immortalized, how could it be made by a young man who is only thirteen years old and has no fame. In particular, this kind of poem, which requires emotional experience to make, is from the hand of a teenager who has not found all the hair, which is really unbelievable.

Tongcheng Xia Luoming stood quietly to the side, his usual arrogance on his face was gone, and he looked at Zhu Ping'an with his mouth slightly open, unable to see through

The discussion on the scene has gradually become louder, more suspicious, less admiring.

Zhu Ping'an didn't seem to be able to hear everyone's voices, couldn't see the changes in everyone's feelings, and continued to stand there and write hard, and wrote the rest of the poems in one go:

"Lishan said, half a tear at night, rain and zero bells, and finally did not complain

How can he be like Bo Xing Jinyi Lang than the wings of the day's wish"

Zhu Ping'an's last stroke fell, and Feng Shanshui next to him seemed to be quite emotional, and re-read the whole poem.

The girls' school book on the pretty stage looked at Zhu Ping'an with burning eyes, and she was already in tears.

This word is simply too suitable for this kind of wind and snow place, and the full text condemns the negative brocade lang in the tone of a lovelorn woman. The beginning of the sentence is very novel, originally the two were in love, and they hated to be in the morning and twilight, but if they knew that they would be separated sooner or later, it was better to maintain the beauty of "first meeting". Then the person who changes his heart is depicted often accuses the party who is full of infatuation but abandoned for no reason to change his mind first, and the love and hate of the lovelorn woman can be seen. After that, he quoted the allusion of the Qixi Palace of Eternal Life and condemned Bo Qinglang Although he had also made an oath that day, he was now treacherous!

In the end, I can only say one sentence, if life is only as first seen.

After reading the whole poem, everyone has mixed feelings, this is definitely a poem that can last for centuries, but it comes from the hands of a young man who has not grown up and doesn't know what it is, how to look at it makes people suspicious.

was touched by the heartstrings and couldn't help herself, but at this time, tears had wet the veil she was wearing, and Ying Ying bowed to Zhu Ping'an.

Someone saw the action of the girls' school book for the first time, and when the girls' school book's words of gratitude had not yet been spoken, they took the first step to say their doubts to Zhu Ping'an.

"Did you make this poem yourself?"

Zhu Ping'an put down the brush in his hand, glanced at the man, smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Could it be that you did it?" ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and then asked again, "You are only a thirteen-year-old boy, how can you make such a life perception of love and hatred?" ”

Many people who have the same question can't help but agree.

Zhu Ping'an still smiled and asked softly, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" ”

The man did not hesitate, "Naturally, it is true." ”

"Truth be told, I've never eaten pork, but I see a herd of fat pigs whistling through the mountains."

I've never eaten pork, and I've never seen a pig run. There are touching and hateful love stories in history, and there are no less words of talented and beautiful women.

Slightly stunned, the man asked again. "What about lies?"

"The lie is that I copied a guy with the surname Nalan named Xingde, the word Rongruo, and the number of drinking water."

Nalan sexuality? What a strange name, where is this, why haven't you heard of it?

In the midst of everyone's doubts, Zhu Ping'an had already turned around and left, and the drunken monarch building with the lights and wine did not let Zhu Ping'an take a more look.

"Childe, please stay"

Even the girl school book who was still covered with a veil after being sought after by everyone for several years had already put his hand on the veil at this moment, and he was about to tear off the veil to reveal his face in the next second, and he never let Zhu Ping'an look back again.

When everyone reacted, Zhu Ping'an had already gone downstairs.

Then, everyone could only see the young man with the black plank through the window edge, stepping into the wind and rain again.

The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other!

Zhu Ping'an, who was walking in the wind and rain, muttered softly, and strode towards the direction of the inn.

I don't know if the unfinished meal, whether the inn is still left, I haven't eaten much, whether the handful of money caught out is more or less, and it was too hasty to be pulled by the villagers when I left. Tossing so much in the Drunken Jun Building, my stomach is even hungrier. The rain seemed to be heavier, the wind was tighter, and the soaked clothes stuck to the body, unable to stop the wind and rain, so it was better to hurry back to the inn, drink a bowl of ginger soup, take a hot shower and change into clean clothes

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