In the ashram, there is only one bed.

Crescent moon bed, small dressing, a tail of piano lying on the desk, the beautiful woman in the mirror sitting alone, in sight.

"Fang Lang, Fang Lang, is it like a long one?" The feathers of the piano did not move, and the yellow warbler spread its throat, just as soft and beautiful.

Fang Lang is Daoist Fang, this is a term of endearment.

If you have been depressed for too long and depressed for too long, it will produce the same benefit, not like a stranger.

There is no politeness, and it seems to have always been very familiar.

It is more intimate and natural.

I don't know where to get the autumn frost in the mirror! This is a kind of mourning, old-fashioned appearance, Fairy Lin is making fun of Daoist Fang, seeing that he is young but his face is sad, and his messy long hair is even more faint. Sister Lin is not Sister Lin, Sister Lin is a little older than this Fang Lang, and the two have already discussed it. It's about age, it's about life experience, but Lin Daiqing is clear and clear, but Fang Yin is confused and doesn't know why, so it's okay.

Don't mention it, time is precious, or talk about love.

Fang Lang thought for a long time, his inspiration was like a tide, and he said: "In the mirror of the beauty, the shadows are not pairs, the love silk is three thousand zhang, and the fate is like a long." ”

Fang Lang is Fang Lang.

Fate is the reason, the fate is the reason, the word is double, and the poem is on the top.

Whether it is good or bad, the meaning is very clear, Fairy Lin fainted on the spot and her cheeks were dyed with jade, and she blushed. His face was red, his heart was beating, you see how subtle and clever Fang Lang's answer was, Fairy Lin was happy in her heart, and she was almost going to die of happiness. Both civil and military, Fang Dacai, this is Tuo Shi's confession in one fell swoop, of course, Fairy Lin has to repay the peach and stroke the piano with his hands. Today and a song with you, there is a famous mulberry fence on the mo, if you have the heart to know, you can look forward to the shadow more pairs-

Let's listen, "Mo on the Mulberry Fence".

"Oops!" saw Fang Lang jump up with a scream, and flew up: "Your hand!"

But seeing that the ten fingers are slender, white as beautiful jade, but the thumb and index finger of the left hand are wrapped in light yarn, and it is actually a not light injury! The incident is urgent, the injury is serious, and the so-called concern is indiscriminately injured in your hand and hurts in my heart, this is an excellent opportunity: "Does it hurt? It hurts? I'll take a look! I'll take a look!" This hand must be touched, no matter what, Daoist Fang is desperate, his expression is panicked and his body is like a moth throwing fire, and his hands are as fast as lightning, and he has never been so fast in his life.

Middle!

Lin Dai didn't move.

So he grabbed a hand for him, cared for the treasure in his palm, and carefully studied it.

Soft, cool, soft as boneless, very pleasant to the touch.

Sure enough, it was very comfortable.

And the faint fragrance, the wisps into the nose, the Taoist Fang opened hundreds of millions of pores at the moment, and once again his soul flew out of the sky.

Of course, Lin Dai will touch him, and from now on, Lin Dai's body and mind will be his, until he is old and dies. So there was silence, wordless, Lin Dai's face was blushing, but Lin Dai's heart was calm, calm and satisfied. The dark fragrance floats, the breath can be smelled, there is a breath that is a strange and clear man's breath, Fairy Lin is intoxicated, or intoxicated, only looking forward to this thousand years: "Oops!"

Unexpectedly, he showed him a look!

This can be silent, this one can't look at each other, otherwise the gentleness of the water waves will turn into a rocket-like sharpness, penetrate the atrium, and burn the eyes! How presumptuous and bold that glance is, how enthusiastic and unrestrained that glance is! That glance directly reveals all Fang Yin's thoughts to the world, and the flame of love has instantly become a prairie fire, boom! Lin Dai really couldn't bear it, Lin Dai quickly withdrew her hand, and the heart that had just calmed down was all over again, and she wanted to break her body and jump out of her chest!

Daoist Fang couldn't regret it.

Since he was very annoyed, but sighed that his hands were warm, Daoist Fang put his hand on the end of his nose to sniff, his eyebrows flew and his face was intoxicated: "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!" "Where is this Fang Lang, this was originally a pervert, Fairy Lin's heart was in turmoil and he was calm: "Sit down!" A little reserved must be, don't forget to pick Mo on the mulberry fence, pluck the piano rhyme lightly with his bare hands, and lightly sneer at Fang Lang: "Listen!" This can't be rushed, but also take it slowly, Daoist Fang knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, but he was reluctant to walk away, so he obediently stood up in front of the case and listened: "Ding Dong-"

Ding Dong, Ding Dong, the small bridge flows, and its sound is joyful.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong, the firewood is half-covered, and the pastoral scenery is idyllic.

The sound of the piano is crisp and pleasant, quiet and peaceful, so it is not a concubine, and it is "Mo Shang Mulberry Fence".

Lin Dai's piano playing well can be said to be wonderful, and legend has it that the master of the piano can always turn the rhythm into a picture, so that people can hear it and see it with others. Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu, Wenwu Shaogong Shang, it sounds like a dream, but it is also like a reality, Fang Yin has already seen the fun of Jing Hai cloth in the field, and the smoke curling on the wall of the path. The birds are flying, the insects are calling, who is walking on the road with a hoe, and the sky is blue and green. Picking mulberry fences, picking mulberry fences, baskets into pairs of people, coarse tea and light rice are really delicious, and men and women weave a total of white heads.

Yes, Daoist Fang understood, it turned out that Fairy Lin's ideal was to be a village girl.

Of course, beside her, there must be the villager of Daoist Fang.

Ten fingers are delicate, beating seven strings, Lin Dai's heart is in the qin, this is also a confession.

Fang Yin understood, Fang Yin understood very well, Fang Yin was moved, and he couldn't be more moved. What glory and wealth, what fame and fortune, what is comparable to Wang Hou dominating the world, Lin Dai doesn't want anything, Lin Dai is not Mrs. He. Lin Dai only wants him to be good, even if he is a rural villager and a small citizen, Lin Dai will not care. That's better, Yu Fei works together, a village husband and a village girl live their own little life in harmony, plain as water, happy in it, this is Lin Dai's ideal, a good wish.

A song picks mulberry fences, and the love is also full of love.

Both of them were speechless, and tears fell in four lines.

Lin Dai was originally a peasant girl, a child of a poor family, and she had always lived a life of hunger and cold, and her parents died before the golden hairpin. The parents who can't be forgotten, the sorrow of the eternal separation of heaven and man, many hearts can not be covered up, this song was originally played by the two lovers of the joy of the piano and the song, but the end is left with a trace of desolation. And it is not only the origin of their life experience that empathizes, Lin Dai and Fang Yin both understand that small ideals may not be easy to achieve, and good wishes are always good wishes.

At least for now, that's it.

In the ashram, there is only one bed.

Sweet worries, countless fetters, the end of prosperity is lonely.

There is no such a beautiful scene, there is no words of the mountain alliance and sea oath, the true affection is heartbroken, this is just the beginning.

The green silk is long, the feelings are long, and the pulse is heartfelt, but I don't dare to ask.

Where is the road?

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