At the bank of the Yi River.
The water waves blew gently, forming a large number of wrinkles on the surface of the water. They continued to move away!
The leaves were like a small boat that slowly rowed along the water. There was no grass on the banks. The grass had long dried up! However, there were a lot of willow leaves. A breeze blew, and the willow branches danced like elegant dancers. The soft branches hung down like thick hair, as if they were full of notes on the autumn staff! The dense and slender willow threads were neatly arranged, reflecting on the clear river surface.
Autumn willow trees were rare, but not rare!
Ying Lou was the same as usual, half-lying on the riverside, looking at the surging Yi Water!
Different from the Yi River 2,000 years later, the current Yi River was even more turbulent.
Time was like an invisible butcher knife. It blackened the grapes and softened the bananas. After two thousand years of change, most of the rivers in China had changed. Even the Yangtze River and the Yellow River were no exception, let alone the Yishui River!
"When you are old, your hair is white, and your sleep is heavy…When you are old and unable to walk, dozing by the donkey fire, reminiscing about your youth…How many people have loved the happy moments of your youth, adored your charm, fake or true, but only one person still loves your devout soul, loves the wrinkles on your old face…The lights are dim and uncertain!”
The song " When You're Old " that he had sung countless times was gently transmitted in the autumn wind.
Drip, drip, drip!
The cool raindrops fell on his face and slid down.
Then, the surface of the water rippled like stir-fried beans. The beans kept jumping and exploding!
"It's indeed raining!" Ying Lou softly muttered.
"Yes, it's indeed raining!" His voice was clear and calm, like a jade chime with a faint magnetism, very pleasant to hear.
Ying Lou was stunned. He turned his head back, and his eyes were the same. First, he saw a pair of crystal-like shoes. Then, he saw a blue-purple silk dress that wrapped around her exquisite figure. She wore a crystal headdress on her head, and two crystal earrings hung on her round earlobes. Her hands were slender like white lotus roots. On her wrists, there was a silver bracelet that matched the silver leg ornaments on her ankles. Grayish-blue eyeshadow, and two or three small gems were embedded on the corner of her mouth. They were dazzling and complemented the pink lip gloss!
The wide sleeves and flowery skirt displayed the woman's graceful softness and grace to the fullest, but the cold color of the clothes also revealed her indifference...
She had appeared at some point and was standing quietly at the side! In such an autumn rain, it seemed to stand out!
"Snow maidens?" Ying Lou couldn't help but say, finally... they met by chance!
"Eh, you know me?" The snow maidens were rather curious. Although her beauty had spread throughout the entire Yan Country, those who knew her were all rich and powerful people. This person in front of her was dressed in sackcloth. Did he know her?
"Miss Snow Maiden, your dance can topple cities. Who in Ji City doesn't know you?”Ying Lou said.
"Is that so?" The snow maiden's lips curled up slightly as she looked at Yi Shui with her starry eyes. She did not nod in agreement, nor did she deny it. There was an indescribable feeling in her heart as she said with an elusive smile,""The tune you sang just now, what kind of minor tune is it? It's quite innovative!"
Singing was far from being like some of the later generations. Whether it was " Li Sao,"" The Book of Songs," or " The Songs of Chu," as long as it was not used by the formal Wang family, the lyrics were very simple and concise. Even the local language was used…There was no gorgeous language at all. The rhymes matched the rhyme, and most of them were as small as the mountain songs that came out of the mouth.
"Right!" Ying Lou smiled.
"..." The snow maiden looked down at Ying Lou in surprise. She realized that he wasn't going to continue. So... that's it? Her butterfly eyes blinked gently. Interesting.
In the entire Ji City, and even in the entire Yan Country, there were countless people who wanted to show off in front of him and talk to him. Those people could not wait to talk non-stop in front of him and try to talk to him more. Since this young man knew him, he could still behave like this. Was it intentional or unintentional? This method of hitting on him was quite special!
"Although the lyrics are simple, they are filled with deep emotions. Little mister, are you thinking of the person you love?”the snow maiden asked mischievously.
" Uh…" Ying Lou sighed slightly,""Why does everyone feel that this song is sung for their lover?”
"Isn't it?" The snow maidens were surprised.
"Of course not. The original intention of this song was to sing it for his mother!”Ying Lou said.
..." Singing to his own mother? The snow maiden's beautiful and smooth forehead wrinkled slightly as she pondered for a moment.""It was the snow maidens who were rude.”
"Hehehe…Great filial piety. My parents are dead. What's there to be filial about?”Ying Lou said in a self-deprecating manner. In this world, his parents were dead. In another world, although his parents were still alive, to him, what was the difference? Perhaps the only difference was that in another time and space, his parents thought that he had passed away!
"…" The snow maiden was stunned. She felt like she had said something wrong again!
"The rain is getting heavier and heavier.”Ying Lou said.
"I came here to see the autumn rain in Yishui. If I go back like this, wouldn't I have made a wasted trip?”" Sir," the snow maiden said," why aren't you leaving? Aren't you afraid of getting drenched in the rain?"”
"No need!" Ying Lou softly spat out two words.
"Oh?" The snow maiden was surprised by Ying Lou's answer!
"Because I brought an umbrella!" As Ying Lou spoke, he pulled out the oil-covered umbrella from his back!
“……”
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