Luo Hao's figure flashed and appeared in the courtyard. He opened the hundred-fold fan in his hand and began to dance under the moon.
"Red hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring willows. The east wind is evil, the joy is thin, the heart is sad, a few years of separation. Wrong!" Luo Hao danced under the moonlight, his slightly opened red lips softly spitting out a poem.
"Spring is as old as before, people are thin and empty, tears are red and the silk is transparent. Peach blossoms fall, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is still there, brocade books are difficult to entrust. Mo, Mo, Mo!" There was a hint of sadness in his voice as his body danced.
"The world is weak and human feelings are evil. The morning breeze dried up, tears left, want to write down the heart, alone in the corner. Difficult, difficult, difficult!" Her voice was sorrowful, like she was crying.
"People become different, today is not yesterday, sick souls are often like swing ropes. The sound of the horn is cold, and the night is waning. I am afraid that people will ask me, so I swallow tears and make up for joy. Hide, hide, hide!" Specks of crystal actually slid down from Luo Hao's pretty face, like the dew on a flower in the morning, falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.
"..." Nongyue, who was hiding in the dark and quietly watching Luo Hao dance under the moon, did not notice the blood seeping out of her lips that she had bitten. She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails dug into her flesh without noticing. She was naturally quietly watching the fairy dancing under the moon. The figure that looked like a fairy from heaven, the figure of the person she loved the most.
Luo Hao, who was dancing under the moon, didn't notice Nongyue either. He was just dancing under the moon.
"The king gave birth to me before I was born. You hate me for being born late, I hate you for being born early.”As if he had sensed something, Luo Hao began to dance again. This time, Luo Hao's dance was indeed much gentler, unlike before.
"The king gave birth to me before I was born. I hate that I am not born with you, but I am good with you every day.”The voice was not as sad as before, but it made Wen's heart break even more. It was as if he was telling someone something. His voice was firm and unquestionable.
"I was born before you were born, and I'm already old when you were born. I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.”Her voice was sad again, not as firm as before.
"I was born before you were born, and I'm already old when you were born. She turned into a butterfly to look for flowers, perched on fragrant grass every night.”Quietly, the poem was finished, and the dance stopped. The poem was extremely sad, and the dance was peerless.
After the dance, Luo Hao did not stop and continued to dance, chanting Li Shangyin's " Jin Se ".
"There are fifty strings on the zither for no reason, and each string is a pillar of thought.”
"Zhuang Sheng is mesmerized by butterflies in his dreams, and Wang Di's spring heart is entrusted to cuckoo.”
"The moon in the vast sea has tears, and the sun in the blue fields warms the jade and produces smoke.”
"This feeling can be treated as a reminiscence, but I was already lost at that time.”
Nongyue understood that Luo Hao had already discovered her. Luo Hao was telling her that it was impossible for her to be with him. The two of them could only be master and disciple forever, and could not become lovers.
"Yue 'er, do you think my dance is good?”Luo Hao stood quietly under the moonlight. The gentle moonlight seemed to cover Luo Hao with a layer of silver gauze, causing Nongyue to be infatuated.
"Master's dance is also unparalleled in the world, so how could it not be beautiful? Yue 'er is infatuated with it.”Nongyue flattered Luo Hao with her mouth, but the bitterness in her heart couldn't be dispersed.
"Yue 'er, do you still want to see it?" For some reason, Luo Hao's attitude towards Nongyue tonight was much gentler.
"Of course, I am very honored to be able to see Master's dance.”Although Nongyue felt bitter in her heart, she was already very satisfied to be able to see Luo Hao's dance.
"Yue Er, please wait a moment. I will be back soon.”Luo Hao disappeared from his spot and reappeared in a short while. However, a long sword appeared in Luo Hao's hand.
"Today, I will perform a dance for Yue 'er.”Luo Hao pulled out the long sword in his hand and started to dance.
"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun who could move the world with her sword.
The spectators were as depressed as mountains, and heaven and earth were lowered for a long time.
Huo Ruyi shot the nine sunsets, and his posture was like a group of emperors riding dragons.
It comes like thunder to stop anger, and stops like the clear light of the river and sea.
Crimson lips and pearl sleeves are lonely. In the evening, there are disciples who pass on fragrance.
Linying beauty in the white emperor, wonderful dance this song god Yang Yang.
And I answer questions and answers have been effective, feeling the time to do things, but also sad.
The late emperor had 8,000 maids, and Gongsun Sword was the first in the world.
For fifty years, it seemed to turn back its palm, and its plump lips made the royal family faint.
The disciples of the pear garden scattered like smoke, and the female musicians reflected the cold sun.
The trees in front of the golden millet pile have been arched, and the grass in Qutang Stone City is bleak.
The banquet is urgent and the music is finished again. The music is extremely sad and the moon comes out from the east.
I don't know where I'm going, My feet are calloused and I'm sick in the mountains.”
Luo Hao danced his sword under the moonlight as he chanted Du Fu's poem about Gongsun Aunt's disciple dancing his sword. If an outsider were here at this moment, they would definitely say,""What a beauty, dancing with a sword under the moon."
"Yue 'er, do you still want to see your master's dance?”Luo Hao kept his sword and stood up.
"How can I not? No matter how many times I see it, Yue 'er can't get enough of it.”Nongyue's lips curled up into a smile. This smile seemed happy, but hidden beneath it was bitterness, pain, and perhaps a little relief.
Luo Hao smiled gently at Nongyue. With a casual wave of his hand, he placed the sword on the wall beside him. He then took out his folding fan and started to dance again.
" Beautiful Emei, snowflakes are long, clouds are full, a smile is indifferent, fallen leaves and flowers are broken, the road is difficult, the golden folding fan is difficult to match, the beauty umbrella, the Baoguo Temple, the Buddha's light, the stone altar, where to find, the world of mortals, difficult to break, the east wind is cold, the clothes are messy, holding hands, the red makeup is not seen, by the water of the Bridge of Helplessness, the back view is scattered, a lonely boat cannot be seen through, the silk is staggering, the lonely voice is cold, finally the chaos of the chess board, the beauty sighs, melancholy, how can I remember when I travel the world, a song of Emei is played for you.”However, this time, Luo Hao was not singing a poem. Instead, he started singing.
Nongyue looked at Luo Hao dancing and singing under the moon and was in a daze. She laughed and cried.
Nongyue looked at Luo Hao, laughing and crying. Nongyue didn't know why he was laughing or crying. He only knew that he should be laughing and crying.
Luo Hao gently walked over and gently wiped away the tears on Nongyue's face. There was a trace of sadness and sorrow in his eyes.
After Nongyue recovered, the two of them quietly looked at each other. A long time passed, and the two of them just quietly looked at each other.
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Hao said,""Yue 'er, do you still want to continue watching?" Her voice was soft and gentle.
"Yes, no matter how many times I kill, I feel that I can't see enough. As long as master is willing, I'm willing to continue watching.”Nongyue looked at Luo Hao's smiling face as she spoke in a daze.
"Then master will dance for Yue 'er tonight. Yue' er must appreciate master's dance.”Luo Hao and Luo Cuilian had never displayed such a mischievous tone before.
Under the moonlight, two people stood in the courtyard. One figure danced and sang, while the other figure just watched, laughing and crying.
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