However, the bridge, the road is far away, and one step is three miles. Lethe River, a thousand years of house, people don't know what to do. A glance at the Lethe River, as deep as a thousand years. If you don't drink Meng Po soup, you need to fall into the Forgotten River and suffer for thousands of years. Looking forward to it in the water, watching the beloved pass by the bridge again and again but not being able to meet. Shouting again and again, dispersed again and again. Whose memory is disturbed, whose face is mottled, the reincarnation of a hundred generations will have a relationship. Look back and wait for a thousand years.

The Buddha said that it took 500 times to look back in the past life in exchange for one passing in this life. In the chaos of red dust, Pingshui met, just because you stopped at a glance, but when you turned around, you had left. Looking for your figure in the sea of people, I want to return to that eternal moment again, stay for you, and gaze for you.

This must be the taste of love.

Even if you can't stop the passage of time, you'd rather sail a boat down the river and find the other side of your dreams.

Even if you can't get out of the cycle of fate, you are willing to follow a long road and chase after you.

Even if I can't see you, there is finally a direction waiting for you to stay.

The maple leaves are red, and the plantain is green.

Under the moon of the arch bridge, where to tell people love words; At the end of the world, whose ears echo with concern. The lonely flower on the other side, even if it blooms only once, is willing to pour out the fragrance of the moment for you; Half-fallen remnants; Even if it is only burned once, it will retain a moment of brilliance for you.

I don't think about the sad things in my previous life, but I hope that I will have a white head in this life, and don't stay any longer, this is worrying. In that season, the rain fell and the flowers bloomed, and the clouds were clear; That song, colorful butterflies dance, singing in the breeze; In that painting, a few strokes of snow, half a pair of frost; The tears, only because of moving, not for sadness, at that moment, alone in the west window, lovesickness. Empty green silk, Xiaojing light makeup, who to tell the death, who understands this desolation.

Don't worry.

The faint tobacco between the fingers, that is the confusion of the years, the faint vicissitudes under the eyebrows, that is the intoxicating past. Looking back, the old man is as new, and he is old. Only then did I understand how many fates came to a dream, and several times reincarnated an emptiness, a river, and a forgotten river. Who, ferry. Leaning on the building and asking the rain, the rain is silent. Listening to the snow through the window, the snow is silent.

Night, sleepless.

Empty, joys and sorrows.

A love word evokes too much sadness, the rain never stops, the rain line falls, the age in front of me has long passed the attachment to the rain, most of them look forward to the rain and the sky is clear, the three maids sit on the wooden chairs, the conversation just now can't help but make people fall into contemplation, for the eyes that have been watching behind them are not aware of it at all.

The older maid couldn't help but sigh again and again, "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

"There was once a person who appeared in a dream every day, although after so many years, he still remembered it inadvertently, maybe this is love."

The two of them came together, "Sister, I can't hide it this time, tell my sister about my sister's sweetheart!" ”

"Originally, he lived in a village, and he was handsome and skillful, and when a few grass branches came to him, he could make all kinds of animals, including piglets, dogs and lambs! After coming back every day, they will bring back some wild fruits and game, and then the two of them sit at the head of the village and talk about each other's hearts, thinking about the days to come, the days will pass day by day, dull, and their hearts will always be so full, even if they live like this for a lifetime, it is worth it. ”

"How did you get into the palace later?"

The maid sighed and said: "Originally, the daughter of a local doctor's family should have entered the palace, and the doctor was reluctant, so he bribed the officials with money, and happened to be washing clothes by the river that day, and did not want to be seen by the officials. ”

"My sister's heart must be very bitter."

"It's him who suffers, after all, he eats well and dresses well here, and the days pass day by day, and the days outside must be difficult." The voice was very low, every word was heard very clearly, and the maid named Qian'er had long been crying, "Why can't two people who originally loved each other be together, Qian'er doesn't understand, I really don't understand." ”

"Silly girl, there are many things that can't be chosen at all, it's better to have someone in your heart than to live aimlessly all day long, at least there is one thought!"

"To dream of a person is to have him in your heart?

"It depends on who is dreaming and what happens."

Qian'er lowered her head and hesitated, "Sister, what do you think of that son-in-law Zhao Kuo?" ”

Zhao Kuo, who was hiding not far away, heard the maid mention his name, and immediately held his breath and listened sideways, most likely wanting to know what kind of person he was in the eyes of these maids, after all, most of the words said in front of him were false.

"People are handsome! can also lead troops to fight, the most important thing is to be kind and angry, and there is no arrogance, which is different from those sons of the family. ”

"So it's good?"

The woman nodded, "Zhao Kuo is famous now, how many women in Handan City are looking forward to marrying such a person, sister, why did you suddenly ask?" ”

"Last night, Qian'er dreamed of Childe in her dream!"

The two of them suddenly became interested, "Tell me, what have you dreamed of?" ”

"Don't say it, I'm ashamed!"

"Say it quickly, or I'll see how I fix you!" After saying that, he put his hand under the armpit of the other maid, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter.

"Okay, I said, I said, but don't sue anyone." The maid nodded, and the man continued: "Last night I dreamed of a valley, in the valley Zhao Kuo's son stroked the qin, Qian'er danced, it was very beautiful and quiet. ”

"That's all, no more?"

The maid nodded, with a cute expression on her face, "No! So what do you think it is? ”

"I thought I dreamed that Kuo Gongzi took off your clothes with his gentle big hands, and then touched your two tits and did that kind of thing."

"You're not shy, you can say this kind of thing."

"It's just to tease you, see you're in a hurry!"

The rain gradually weakened, and the two maids stood up and stretched out their hands to the pavilion, "Stop, let's go, go back and rest well after a tired day, and meet your son in your dreams!" ”

"Don't say it, don't say it, hit you!"

The two maids ran away quickly, the maid named Qian'er quickly followed, carrying the edge of her pants in her hand, most of them were worried about being soiled by the rain, and the laughter gradually moved away, Zhao Kuo's figure walked out of the dark, his eyes fell in the distance, and a figure gradually disappeared into the night, it is undoubtedly a lucky thing to be recognized as a suitable candidate for women in Handan City.

Now there is no joy on the face, I have watched some court dramas, these maids in the palace are very pitiful, most of them are girls from poor families, with good looks and figures, for some reasons to enter the palace as maids, except for a few lucky ones who can be favored by the king, others can only stay in the palace alone, accompanied by loneliness all day long.

The figure of the woman appeared in my mind, I always felt a little familiar, I should have seen it somewhere, I couldn't remember it for a while, I searched quickly in my mind, long eyelashes, the proud twin peaks on my chest, and the beautiful figure, and finally remembered that I had helped this maid unintentionally once, but it was just an ordinary thing, I didn't want to have a secret affection for myself, I don't know if this kind of thing is good or bad, I am in the palace, after all, it is Zhao Dan's woman, do you want to fight for a woman with your future brother-in-law, think about it and feel funny.

Walking out of the pavilion, the air revealed the unique fragrance of earth mixed with grass leaves, this smell is shocking, take a deep breath, and follow the path paved with stones, the footsteps sounded, Zhao Kuo raised his head, the first thing that came into view was a Luo umbrella, the delicate tassels hung around, the two maids held one side on each side, and the white dress under the Luo umbrella could not see the face, and the figure was extremely charming in the night.

Luo Umbrella was raised, revealing a beautiful face, with hateful eyes, it was the princess Zhao Ya, with anger in her eyes, and the maid recognized Zhao Kuo, "Princess, it's Zhao Kuo's son." ”

Zhao Ya snorted coldly, "It is rumored in the market that Zhao Kuo is a gentle and elegant son, why is he blocking the way of this princess, is it because he wants to block the way?" ”

Zhao Ya had something to say, which implied sarcasm, Zhao Kuo snorted coldly, "The words of the market may not be true, and the sons are not all gentle and elegant, sometimes it depends on who you meet, and when you meet the princess, you will inevitably become a man-eating beast." ”

Zhao Ya stepped back, snorted coldly, her expression was full of contempt, and she turned to another stone path with the maid, Zhao Kuo turned around, and held the hilt of the sword hard, Lian Jin's battle book was held in her hand, and her fingers made a sound hard.