Chapter 48: I saw the dream of Hongde sending me off
Empress Jiang set up a banquet in the harem to bid farewell to Baosi. She raised her glass and said, My son, although you are not a citizen of my country, you are now a part of my country. This time, this prince is giving you a farewell banquet. I hope that one day you will be doted on by the emperor of Zhou and be able to do your part for my country. Come, on behalf of the people of Bao Kingdom, this princess will toast my son and drink this wine.
"Mother's words are too serious. Her daughter was not talented, but she was flattered by her mother's love. If one day, she was favored by Prince Zhou, this great kindness would be unforgettable.”Bao Si hurriedly stood up in fear and trepidation when she saw the salute. She covered her nose with her sleeve and drank the wine in her cup, then said," However, this time in the Heavenly Dynasty, even if his daughter was the most beautiful, those three thousand palace maids were all beautiful, afraid that His Majesty would favor her more.
Empress Jiang listened and said with a smile,"I look at my son's appearance and compare his eyebrows with those of the Spring Mountain." The crowd looked at her sweetly. It was Yan Ji, who was fifteen years old. With her hair tied up and her makeup done, she was really a beauty. Even if the 3,000 palace maids of the Heavenly Dynasty were all beautiful, they would only be devastatingly beautiful and pitiful in front of my son.
When Bao Si heard this, she said,"How can my daughter be so graceful?" It was just a joke from his mother.
However, Empress Jiang said,"Isn't my son?" Why was this dainty fool afraid of people guessing? A row of people touching people with one hand, who had seen half of this scene? It was probably the only one in the entire Great Zhou.
Empress Jiang personally sent them off, with Hong De escorting them. Bao Si's carriage was accompanied by a group of armed soldiers, and the guard of honor was even more imposing.
As Bao Si's adoptive parents and sister-in-law, they could only watch from afar. After all, Empress Jiang was the eldest and they seemed to be related.
Mother Sang said to Bao Si with tears in her eyes," Once my son goes to the capital, it will be extremely difficult to meet him. I don't have anything for you, just this new dress. Mother knew that this dress was not as good looking as the ones in the palace and might not be able to be worn in the palace. It also looked old-fashioned. However, when you miss your mother, you might as well take it out and take a look. Just treat it as seeing your mother by your side, as if you were seeing your father and younger siblings.
Hearing this, Bao Si's tears flowed like a fountain. She took the clothes and let Lian Qiao hold them. She bid farewell to her adoptive parents and told her younger siblings to take good care of their parents. She looked at the crowd and seemed to want to see someone else, but she turned around and left.
As Honder watched his adopted sister get into the car, he suddenly thought to himself," I might not be able to go back to the past. I can only accept the change and accept the fact that you no longer love me.
Bao Si wiped her tears in the carriage, thinking," Not many people could keep you in their hearts, so they would lose you again and again.
Honder thought,'I always thought that you would belong to me in the end.' Now, without you, I feel lost in this life, but the years of mountains and rivers are empty and melancholy. Why me? Do you want me to use my entire life to answer your question? Wasn't this answer a little too long?
Bao Si thought to herself,'For people who don't value you, turn around and don't miss them.' Because the 'you' in his heart is not reality. I've already shown you everything about me. You know, you understand, you understand. What are you touched about in the end? But I left.
The bitterness in Honder's heart was that when he first saw you, you were like a celestial being, and he only wanted you to see him.
Bao Si thought to herself,'We didn't know each other well when we first met, but you can see that I'm a beautiful existence in your eyes.
In his heart, Honder thought,'When I first met you, you seemed to be my world. As I walked, I started to lose myself and you.' I even thought of going to the ends of the world with you. Now that I think about it, it's so childish and ridiculous.
In the carriage, Bao Si took the new clothes from Lian Qiao's hands and touched them. With tears rolling down her face, she said," The thread in the hand of a loving mother, how many lines of dense sewing? How many needles did he have on his body? How long was a line? A small needle, flipping up and down? How many thoughts do you have on your mind?/ A thousand needles and ten thousand threads can make a piece of clothing. Needles and clothes are visible, and the words of fine needles are obvious. A dress is not strange, but the heart is strange. Eat bitter food, put more hope./ The night before I left, I was tortured by needles in my heart. Who can understand the relationship between parents? A needle and a thread are clear. I miss my son's long river, I miss my son's long shoulder pole. I don't have any plans to seek, lest my son come back late./ I want my son's hair to be white, and the hearts of parents in the world. How many stars and moons are there? How many nights have you been talking in your sleep? When I look forward to it, I wait bitterly at home. Thousands of birds fly away, fishing alone in the heart of thousands of knots./ I know the taste of sorrow, but I have no place to speak of desolation. I don't want to say it again, but to whom do I pour my heart out? Dust face, hair like frost, only a thousand lines of tears. I know where my heart is broken, but I can't forget it./ When a lonely child dies, can you remember your family? The birds still fly back with me, and the swallows miss the spring. Sour, sweet, bitter and spicy taste, cloudy and sunny round and round. Sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, but silence.
On the day that Bao Si left for the Celestial Empire, there was another person who had bid farewell to his wife and wanted to send his sister off. He was Si Zeng Jian. Although he couldn't personally see his sister off in Bao City, he could wait on the road and watch his sister's carriage follow from afar.
Baosi's trip to Haojing this time had a very high standard of honor. Not only was the team huge, but there were also many treasures in the boxes. There were also people waiting to be selected. Or many beautiful women waiting to be sent away, but along the way they attract many people to watch
Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, and there was a strange phenomenon of wind and clouds.
Seeing the dark clouds rise, Hong De ordered his scouts to check the terrain first to see if there was a place to rest.
The rain was merciless, but it was dense, and the raindrops splashed everywhere.
Seeing the rain and wind blow, Honder had the carriage speed up while waiting for the scouts to report back.
At this time, a spy came to report: Your Highness, there is a deserted wall in front of you. There are a few houses where many people can rest.
Hong De was happy to hear this and let the carriage rush forward. As expected, he saw a few houses and let them rest.
Looking at the scenery in the rain, it seems that the rain is regretful and the clouds are sad. In a flash, the rain stopped and the clouds disappeared. The stamens of the flowers that first appeared before the rain were like the merciless and pitiful sword art of the rain hitting the flying flowers. The pattering rain drenched the flowers and soaked them. When the flowers fell, they seemed to be lingering, but they also seemed unwilling to leave. They had to be sent away by the wind, but it was pitiful.
Bao Si looked at the drizzle and thought of her current state of mind, full of melancholy and sadness.
Hong De looked at the raindrops in front of the courtyard and the flowers blossomed. The helpless flowers fell. That kind of desolate and unquestionable shelf touched his heart. It was as if his heart was broken among the flowers. He called for wine to drown his sorrows. I want to entrust my longing to the rain, and I want to be drunk and enter the dream, but it is the wind and rain.
Bao Si still tried to calm herself down and forget the past. She forced a smile, but she didn't want others to see her pain.
Si Zengjian also hid in a corner to avoid the rain. He felt a little hungry and took out some dry food to quench his hunger. He didn't understand why he had unknowingly followed her here and walked so far. He wanted to go back, but he couldn't bear to continue following her. He thought that once his sister Wu Chen entered the Zhoushi Palace, it would be extremely difficult to see her again, so he was determined to see her until the end. When he really couldn't see her anymore, he had the thought of returning home.
Bao Si saw a pair of people supporting each other in the rain and felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart. Looking at a pair of people in the rain, but I'm alone now. Bao City was a place that gave me some happiness and also a place where I got a true love. It was also a place that forced me to forget this love. I could only endure the pain and turn ancient. This is no longer a place for me to stay. I can't stay, and there's no point in staying.
Si Zeng Jian thought, Sister Wu Chen, leaving Bao City might be a good thing for you.
Bao Si looked at the rain outside the courtyard that was blown away by the wind, and a few flowers fell to the ground. She sighed," Looking at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, I saw the drops of tears on the leaves clearly, and my tears met each other! Falling flowers were sentimental, flowing water was unintentional, and what could not be retained was always the scenery that one cared about the most. Looking at the world with a normal heart, the four seasons of the year were all good seasons. Why did it need to be divided into spring, summer, autumn, and winter? It was just a matter of how one felt.
Hong De was drunk and raised his glass to the rain outside the door. The sound of leaves and leaves is the sound of parting, the chirping of wet rain, the sound of heartbreak, how deep is the love, why is it the wind and rain? Wine to drink melancholy, ask how many flowers fall, how many flowers fall? Listening to idle flowers fall to the ground seems to be silent, do not know the pain of separation. Looking at the romantic always being poured by the rain, bit by bit still on the heart.
Bao Si thought in her melancholy heart,"Look at the jealous flowers. The wind and rain are urging them one after another. A flower flies away and turns into spring." Red like rain, there is no re-appeal, red fragrance cut off who pity? The shadow of the broken flower shines on the heartbroken place, and the little leaves shake the soul of the flower. The helpless flowers fall, the wind floating ten thousand points is worrying people. It's hard to be happy to look for clouds and stars, because I can't see you when I hear the wind and rain.
Lian Qiao came over and comforted him, Sister, don't think about things you shouldn't. Things that didn't belong to him caused unnecessary trouble.
Hearing this, Bao Si smiled and said,"Even if I cry and fight, it won't help. I know these things." If you cared too much about many things, it would follow you like a shadow. If you looked down on it, it would be like a fleeting cloud.
Lian Qiao listened and said,"Sister, just relax."
Bao Si watched as the rain hit the tiles on the roof and slid down the eaves, breaking into a pool of water in the depression. Some of the rain splashed on it, creating ripples. She was in a daze.
Honder, however, said with a drunken smile," A bottle of wine and a house were enough to shut out everything in the world. How wonderful was this! It's not good to wake up from a dream. There are often flowers in the dream. Bird language. Accompanied by beautiful women and beautiful poems. When she woke up, she picked up her pen and forgot the beautiful line from her dream.
Si Zeng saw that he was tired from the journey and could not help but doze off.
In the dream:
During the war, the Yurong people attacked. The soldiers of the Central Plains were defeated, and the people were busy running for their lives. Si Zeng Jian was also fleeing and wondered if his sister Wu Chen was safe. So he left. At this moment, his sister, Wu Chen, had fled. He quickly went forward and pulled her away from the crowd and into the mountains. After a night of shouting and killing, the clouds covered the moon. As the sun rose, one could see that the Yin side of the Yang pride was really bright as if it was changing every day. The scene in front of him was like a paradise. It was really like lying in a peach garden in the lonely spring. The clouds were steaming and the mist was dense. It was beautiful. The flowers were gorgeous, and the grass was green. It was like a dream at night and suddenly returning home. Si Zeng Jian and Wu Chen were looking at each other. I looked at you, happily walking together, and began the life of a man ploughing and a woman weaving
Suddenly, a thick fog covered Si Zeng Jian, who was chopping firewood, and he disappeared.
Bao Si saw that the fog was thick and went out to look for her great-brother. At first, she saw his shadow, but then he disappeared. She couldn't help but call her great-brother anxiously.
Si Zeng did not answer.
Bao Si looked at Wu Tian and said," A puff of smoke filled the sky. A shadow in front of you, you can't see it if you walk away. It was like a fairyland. Looking left and right, I can only see myself.
Suddenly, Si Zeng Jian appeared and carried Bao Si.
Bao Si saw that it was her older brother and hugged him happily.
At this moment, their laughter filled the sky.
At this moment, Honder said in his drunken state," Pouring wine to drink, this cup is full, why do you have to worry about all kinds of empty sentences in life? Life is all in dreams, why should a short life be tied down by troubles? With just a bottle of wine and a stream of white clouds, he could be carefree and happy. Sigh! It sounds nice, but why can't I walk out? Sigh! To tell the whole life, only the word love is the most hurtful, but also kill people.
Seeing that the rain had stopped slightly, Honder led the guards and set off again.
Poor Si Zeng saw that he did not sleep well in the open and was awakened by the noise of the guards leaving. Walking all the way to the Bright Moon Flower, he could touch some of the remaining memories, as well as the surging loneliness. In the dream, there were mountains, streams, spring flowers, birds, and flowers. It was a painting that people could not dream of. Such a good dream was ruined by these noises. What a pity!”As he sighed, he saw Sister Wu Chen's carriage moving forward again, so he followed her from afar.
There was a river blocking the way ahead, so Hong De ordered people to find a boat. Due to the fact that the car had been on the road for half a day, and the fact that they had to carry many jewelry boxes onto the ship, as well as some scattered items that had to be taken apart, everyone was busy.
Bao Si looked at them and said to herself," Walking leisurely across the river bank, how many deep pools are there? There are many obstacles in the way, as if missing the people on the other side. Can Gu Pan come back? the long road is boundless. The same heart but separated from the pain, sorrow accompanied by old age. The Yangtze River is long and sad, and the boat is not enough to carry it away. How many tears do the waves shed? there is a shore, but there is no end. Love in the sea of evil is the fate of heaven, and the fate of men and women is infatuated. The earth is rich, the sky is high, and the debt is not enough to leave the sky. Pity the wind and moon is difficult to repay, the feeling is painful to pierce the heart. It's a pity that I was imprisoned, but I fell into the enemy's hands when I knew it.
Hund looked at the river and muttered to himself," Looking at the river flowing through the sky, how long was that sorrow? Fight for the soul of two places? Accompanying my feelings are like water, surging endlessly, but stirring up thousands of waves. Shocked to the core, she choked and could not calm down. Mountains and rivers are cut off, only tears in the heart secretly cry, but also afraid of people to see.
Bao Si was on the boat, looking at the wild flowers blooming on the shore. She couldn't help but sigh," The branches are newly green, and a few red buds are hidden. Is my heart going to end in spring? I am alone, beautiful and beautiful, but the wind and shadow are full of love. I don't know that countless flowers bloom, but a little fragrant mud falls and flowers fly away, but the wind sends them all to touch the green land? The flowers and leaves are thick, for whom to bloom and fall? All the flowers were silent, but the faint fragrance of wildflowers came to her face, and the sweetness in her stomach was fragrant. What kind of melancholy intoxicated time? This place's customs are speechless and difficult to eliminate, but there is no reason to give birth to thousands of Hu sorrow, who is frowning? Drunken, I shake and ask, a few petals fall, fall still dance, who is affected by the mood? All in the heart, forced on the branches and leaves of flowers, what hatred and hatred on a flower? Looking at the world, how many times can I sigh? When will spring flowers bloom red? Is there a limit to glory and decline? Picking up the green to find the fragrance, looking at the beautiful flowers and branches, why is the heart sad to break? Wind and rain also replace flowers sad, choose what spring and autumn? But year after year, the flowering season is gone.
Hong De was fine and walked to the bow of the boat. He saw Baosi looking at the river bank and thinking," Looking at her expressionless face, it was as if she was waiting for you. Her face was fair and flushed. There was a touch of blush on her face and the gentleness when she lowered her head. She was just right to be shy, but it gave people the traces of being moved when they first met. It even caused ripples in their hearts.
Bao Si stood at the bow of the boat. Suddenly, she smelled the smell of alcohol and said, Where did the smell of wine come from?
When Hong Deyuan heard this, he quickly covered his mouth and turned around to leave.
As Bao Si spoke, she followed the smell of alcohol and looked over. Seeing Hong De's familiar back, she smiled and called out," Brother Crown Prince, since you're here, why don't you see me?
When Honder heard this, he hurriedly stopped and said with a smile," Oh! Hehe, I was just passing by and saw my adopted sister here. I didn't want to disturb the peace, but I didn't want to be influenced by the wine.
Bao Si interrupted,"Brother Crown Prince, you're too polite." The little sister didn't feel that the wine had influenced her, instead, she felt that the wine was fragrant.
Hearing this, Honder smiled and said,"I feel that my little sister is too distant."
Bao Si asked,"Why do you think so?"
"I remember that you used to call me Brother Hund," said Hund. Ever since mother took you in as her adopted daughter, you keep calling me "brother crown prince". I feel that calling me Brother Hongde is a little intimate. However, calling me "Brother Crown Prince" is a little too distant.
Hearing this, Bao Si smiled and said,"There's no difference between calling you Brother Hongde and calling you Brother Crown Prince." In the end, it was still the call of an older brother. Even if they were close or distant, it was still the relationship between an older brother and a younger sister.
Seeing Bao Si smile, Hong De was stunned and forgot to reply.
Seeing Hong De staring at her in a daze, Bao Si asked," Brother Crown Prince! Oh! Brother Honder, why are you looking at your little sister like this? It was embarrassing.
Hong De was still looking at Bao Si without saying a word, as if he hadn't heard her.
Bao Si said, Brother Hong De, what's wrong with you?
Honder remained silent as if he was thinking about something.
Lian Qiao was smart, she stepped forward and pushed Hong De, Your Highness, what happened to you?
Only then did Honder's expression recover and he blurted out," It was too beautiful, too beautiful!
Hearing this, Lian Qiao kept beating her drums and thought, Was he talking nonsense? Or was he stupid? It was inexplicable.
Hearing this, Bao Si asked, Brother Hong De, what are you talking about? I don't get what I mean.
Hong Decai smiled and said,"Sister's smile is really too beautiful!" One smile is like a spring breeze, another smile is like a hundred flowers blooming, three smiles are like a country's downfall, four smiles
Bao Si said,"Brother, you flatter me."
Honder said,"I'm afraid it's very difficult for ordinary people to discover your beauty." It seemed that when she smiled, it was actually spring flowers. I'm afraid that even if all the flowers bloom and fall upon seeing you, there are not many flowers that are as beautiful as you.
Hearing this, Bao Si said," Alright, don't talk about this. No one is prettier than flowers."
Hearing this, Hong De said,"If you don't believe me, you can pick a spring flower and compare it with it."
Bao Si said,"Flowers are better than people, and people are better than flowers, but who cares about women?" What do you think?
Hearing this, Honder said,
Bao Si added,"I'm afraid I'll only smile in front of my brother this time. It'll be rare in the future."
Honder said,
Bao Si said,"Look at the flowers and catkins in front of you. They are not flowers. They float in the air as if they have words." Flying three thousand miles close to the ground, perching on the dust and encountering the wind, is it a lifetime of obsession and mistakes? If you want to make a mistake and try, but no one will teach you to fall? It had decreased by more than half? From time to time the wind blew, and birds came and went, but the ground was covered with broken duckweed. How could it be like tears of parting? Like a flower in the air, rolling on the ground and trying to form a ball, like a snowflake, I don't know who can pity it? The wind was like a dream for thousands of miles. How could a wisp of tenderness be like a heartless and affectionate thought? How much effort did a mere creation require? Who knows the mood of a wanderer? I don't know when I'll wander. A lapel of wind and moon, how much spring? A trace of shadow, can only be found in the picture? Love spring do not go, into a little drizzle, do you know who is going to ride the wind and go? Look at that moment of chaos divided into flowers and shadows, distant mountains and trees, several times reluctant to part, but stay must be sentimental place? I hate that there is no news, I don't feel the cold of the world, when will I stop fighting? But how can the thin force of separation stop the dust? The clouds fly and the smoke flies away. What else can I ask for? Can you live in a world outside the human world? How many taels of rice do you have in this life? I look back again when I'm wrong on the earth. It's hard to see the road back to the trees at the end of the year. A breath of wind and cloud breathing, is it still difficult to pass through the netherworld? I don't know where he's buried.
When Honder heard this, he said,"This, this is…"
Bao Si saw that Hong De wanted to say something but was at a loss for words, so she changed the topic and said," Alright, alright! Why does my brother drink so much? He was dressed in clothes that reeked of alcohol. He must not drink like this in the future. Too much wine is harmful to the body. You should take care of yourself.
When Honder heard this, he finally managed to calm himself down and said with a smile," A person's days were so long and boring, but he didn't know how to get rid of the loneliness. He found that the taste of being drunk was better, so he didn't want to have too much. And discover the benefits of being drunk
Hearing this, Bao Si interrupted and said,"There are benefits to being drunk?"
Honder said,"Yes!" The advantage was that he could use his drunken eyes to watch the birds chirping in the air and still see the flowers blooming.
Bao Si said,"Looking at these things drunk, isn't your head dizzy and the world spinning? How can you see them?"
Honder smiled and said,"If you don't drink, you'll see things. Naturally, you won't drink." Seeing things when drunk was naturally a kind of charm, but people who didn't drink couldn't feel it.
Bao Si said,"So there are many benefits to drinking wine?"
"Of course," replied Honder. There were other benefits to drinking: when one was drunk, one would not know the immensity of heaven and earth and could speak freely. This was something that people who did not drink could not do.
Lian Qiao asked,"What else?"
Honder said," When you're drunk, you can sleep soundly in such a beautiful mood. The sky is your bed, and the earth is your blanket. What a pleasant thing. All the various states of the world are thrown to the back of your mind."
Bao Si said,"If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll drown my sorrows in wine."
Honder said after hearing that.
Bao Si said, Sister Lian Qiao, prepare some food and wine for me.
Lian Qiao left.
At this moment, the ship had already moved, braving the wind and waves. At this moment, there were water droplets splashing on the waves, but it also seemed like rain. It gave people the feeling that it was river water or rain.
Bao Si looked at the river and said," I was tied to a boat, and the river was flowing rapidly. The sound of the water was like a cry, dripping with tears. In the sound of muddy water, the world is sad. The scenery followed behind, and the sorrow of parting deepened. The sky is covered with evening fog, as if it has pity on people's hearts. The rain poured down and broke my heart.
When Honder saw this, he said,"I've also heard people say, With wine I don't explain, lonely and sad. Melancholy does not give up the heart, this time is the separation of feelings. I should tell you about the gathering and parting, and I will frown and sigh. It brings endless sorrow, and tears cry. All kinds of resentment, always love entangled. Who can bear the pain of parting? To whom will my shadow go?
Bao Si said,"It's true. If you're not heartbroken, why do you have to cry?" Tears flow back and forth, haggard and pitiful. There is no way to live a sad life, but to live in vain. Could it be transmitted? I lament the flowing splendor of youth. How many times have we done this thing? The world has suffered from the death of the prime minister, partial to teach flowers to dye the moon. A strand of hair on his temples, sometimes laughing at his absurdity. How many tears are there in my heart? Feelings are always difficult to control, still in the middle of the eyebrows.
Hong De was just about to say something when he saw Lian Qiao bring food and wine over, so he didn't say anything.
Lian Qiao quickly prepared the dishes and wine.
Bao Si asked,"How many changes can spring and autumn have?" I'll tell you, but I can't keep up my tears. I miss you like summer, I hate the east wind in the middle of winter. My shadow and you are separated from each other. Who do you talk to after a year? I boarded the boat and looked at the Misty Rain Tower. I turned around and wept to the lonely moon. Pointing to the sky, I wish to turn into a two-winged immortal, come and go freely as I please. The empty boudoir is quiet and silent, and there is no emotion in the makeup pavilion. Xu knot diligent miss you, weave a thousand knot to participate in the business star. Straighten your shoes to block the road, meet people to talk about shame difficult to hide. When can we talk about the heart? but my heart is still cold when I turn back the water. The lonely pavilion has no river color, the scenery is moving, the neighboring scenery is new. I've been away from you for so long. Who's sad to lose a passer-by? The moon shines on the river, and the people go with the waves. The white clouds go leisurely and sad. The wind of sorrow kills the heart of understanding, and tears fall from my eyes. I'm afraid I'll leave my arms and leave you. I'm afraid things will come and I'll worry about new things. How many things I want to say, but also stop, thousands of times like the river water. Is there love in the fading of flowers? Who can compete for the Five Lakes Hazy Scenery? Only a labor of love, life and death unknown smile pitiful.
When Honder heard this, he felt upset.
Forsythia wine and dishes were arranged and told Baosi.
Baosi invited her brother to sit down.
When Honder heard this, he said,"Little sister, what is this?"
Baosi said,"I don't know when I'll see you again when I go to Heaven." Little sister thanks Baocheng mother love, but also get brother favor, this grace is too deep love heavy, there is no way to repay. Therefore, with water and wine, I can express my heart. Little sister toasts big brother a cup, cheers!
Hong Deqing drank the wine in his cup and thought," I know you pretend to be indifferent on the surface, but your heart hurts more than anything else.
Bao Si thought to herself,'It turns out that when I love someone one-sidedly, in the end, I'm the only one who's touched, and I can't touch anyone else.'
Honder drank his wine and thought,'My adopted sister, don't blame me for heartlessly leaving you so easily. Who would be willing to abandon this hard-earned affection?' Looking at the surging river and thousands of sails drifting by, when have we not been like this?
Bao Si thought to herself,'There's nothing in this world that you can't let go of. Is it because you don't feel enough pain?' Or maybe he didn't love her. Although it was difficult to turn around, I decided not to turn back. But back then, she had tried her best to let go, but in exchange, she couldn't go back. Wasn't it too cruel?
Hund looked at the wine in the bottle and could not help but mutter to himself," The word heart is burning, a spring sorrow waiting for wine to pour, that heartbroken sentence, does spring know? Looking at this Jianghu, the river flows into the sea with tears, who knows?
Bao Si seemed to have gotten over it, but she said," Why do you only look at some sad scenery? How could he miss out on those moving scenes for a parting? There are many beautiful things in the world waiting for us to see. To discover!
At this moment, it began to rain again. The dense rain and the wind caused the river surface to splash.
Baosi ignored the rain and walked to the bow of the ship, allowing the wind and rain to blow. She's full of grace. Her beauty was even more alluring, and in addition to the rain, she looked even more like a flower in the rain.
Looking at Bao Si outside the cabin, Honder couldn't help but stand up and say," Looking at the green mountains on both sides of the river, struggling to endure the feeling of separation? Rain to send endless trees, with clouds to bury half of the mountain, cut off Wushan clouds and rain, but said Yunshan rain rose river water, is the bow of the broken dream, falling flowers are independent.
But Bao Si said,"Mountains and rivers are everywhere, but I miss them far away. Falling flowers and flying catkins are hurting spring?" Where pear blossoms are raining, how many towers are in the misty rain? Hope to rain sad, dream back to the people far how much reward to pay? The wind was blowing and the rain was drizzling, as if the mountains and rivers were broken. Looking at the wind fluttering, how many feelings in the world of mortals? Seeing passers-by break their souls, let alone countless red leaves? Where is it stained with dust? In the end, it was just a speck of dust.
Hong De said: Looking at the end of the world road, do not believe in love, long regret parting feelings, why wait to re-make the next life wish? Floating clouds and parting years, sorrow and knot thousands of times, only time as medicine? But tears in spring clothes and wine are easy to wake up. Fate does not come and go by people, the heart has something to do with the endless release, time only to solve the old people. However, there is no limit to the state of mind, fate has depth, the world is full of joys and sorrows.
It was a pity that Si Zengjian had been following along the river, thinking that it was enough to send his sister Wu Chen to the capital of the Celestial Dynasty. He traveled day and night, regardless of rain or shine. When Jiang Heng appeared in front of him, he coincidentally became a helper and followed him on the boat just to take a look at his sister Wu Chen.
Seeing that Haojing was about to arrive, Hong De was reluctant to part with it."If you don't think about it, you're afraid of forgetting it. If you think too much, you're afraid of losing it.”At this moment, his complicated feelings were difficult to describe, but he was in extreme pain. Using love to pass through the storms of time, but this simple journey carried a touch of sadness? Shattering a wisp of worry, but the unspeakable tenderness, to quietly wait for a world in one's time, is it cruel? Memories of the past, far and near, but the passage of time was as unpredictable as a book of tranquility. Tranquil. A book full of wisdom that no one can understand? Life was always perfect, but it was full of joy, anger, sorrow and joy. Is the sweet, sour, bitter and spicy full of gourmet powder the pure and pure color silhouette in the human heart? The threads of passion and indifference flowed from surging to dullness. Deep and shallow. I've passed by in detail, but I've been wandering around. I can't dream of it. Is it too hard? Every day in the glittering time, let love hide in the heart. How many years has it been since the flowers fell into the mortal world? To outline a romantic story, to look at the date of a flower blooming across the years, to give himself an excuse, but a reason? After experiencing all kinds of things in the world, would it make sense to add a few affectionate sentences to the story of you and me not getting old? The indifference after tasting a hundred flavors, how many regrets in life can you and my heart make up for this deficit? The irreplaceable affection, the time that passed along the way, suddenly remembered that it was just a drop of tears that was inadvertently lost? The mood that had diminished over the years, a drama in the world of mortals that was performed in a specific role, but there was no objection to the cold and warm tragicomedies, could it stop just like that? Dilute the memories of the world, with the firmness and forbearance of life to state a poetic chapter, how can it still be a broken book, a broken page, a broken piece of paper?
Bao Si's mood was not bad," A lonely shadow, smiling and dancing in the spring breeze, but still melancholy. How about a smile and a peach blossom? I fell into a dream, not knowing what year it was. I wander alone in the small garden and fragrant path. I have no choice but to let the flowers fall. I have just lowered my eyebrows, but my heart is still in my heart. Life is not satisfactory, this situation has no way to pass the time, only to hold a little lingering thought to beg for mercy. How long is life? Who would pity me? I can't bear to look back, but in the bright moon, I broke my mandarin duck dream for no reason. The world of mortals, where there are only heartbroken people, there are always too much sadness and regret in the world, but who gave up who accepted who who had a white head?
Hong De is: a kind of blurred sorrow, that infatuation, can you understand the taste of sorrow? I can't help but feel sad because of the sorrow I can't get rid of. The wine is not the place to face the moon. I wrote a poem about longing alone, writing about my innermost feelings and comforting my hesitation. Even if the waning moon still sent me sentimentally, it could not be used to adjust my mood. Who has ever seen a recluse come and go alone? Who left behind half a day's grace? Who can pick up a thousand thoughts? Why is this lovesickness a sad and cold staccato? Who's so cool? Who is enough to be romantic? Who wouldn't live up to his longing? Even if he was heartlessly abandoned, it would still be endless. I'm willing to be haggard for you without a trace of regret. Our hearts are connected. Who dares to break my affection for you? It just so happened that this Milky Way Heavenly Chasm was precisely this Lihen Heaven gully. After all, how many times did the world hurt the past? How could things remain the same and people change? What secret was the heavens hiding? He had made fun of people, tortured them to death, and even wanted to erase their memories. What kind of logic was it to let them be manipulated when they couldn't do anything about it?
Bao Si said,"Look at the blooming flowers on the mountain. Why do you suddenly sigh with emotion?" But birds don't understand the impermanence of life? That cry messed up people's thoughts, but how could a sentimental person endure it? Looking back to find, life is a kind of desolate scene, even if there are thousands of tender feelings and who to say? Future memories, several wind and rain, several spring and autumn, last night tied dream fate, struggle to wake up sad hate still. Sighing this life, empty love said romantic, think back to the dream of quiet joy, spiritual house space want to speak tears first flow. That kind of uncontrollable sorrow, how could it prove that things were still the same and people had changed? Tearful eyes asked Huahua not to say a word, but could not carry a lot of sorrow.
Hongde is: wine into the heart, but because of that laugh. On the road of yearning, it was those words and sentences. The painting of love is the beauty of this world, but human feelings confuse the dust and debris. One was infatuated and crazy, but that sigh was filled with endless loneliness. How could he endure it? How heartbreaking was it when the thread of love held one's expectations, both real and illusory? A tear reflected the wind, flowers, snow and moon, but it was miserable to want to wipe away the wind and rain. But because of that promise, his heart was filled with love. For love to go to the mortal world, don't be in a hurry, but in a hurry, did you lose each other's previous life covenant? Or had she forgotten her former appearance? Or did he not think about how difficult love was in this world? Looking for it in the vast sea of people. Waiting for the next time, what feelings moved the heartstrings or knot? Who would be willing to bear that fate? The thoughts in my heart are entangled, and I can't cut them off between my eyebrows. She couldn't forget those regrets, she just wanted to push away the chaos of love. Thinking of this affection, the wasted years are the place where tears fall, this lifetime of love for half a lifetime of love is difficult. To seek the answer in this world, what is wrong with meeting you? But life is just like the first time we met. Trapped in the world at a loss, full of contradictions and mistakes, what is a love knot that cannot be untied and is difficult to open?
Bao Si said: It is not idle to spend a lifetime reading this idle mood, but to love deeply, but to give birth to so many changes, how can people cope with it? How many tears for this inch of yearning? How much melancholy was injected into this thread of emotion? For the sake of life and death, you place your feelings in your dreams and read the illusory books. Are you too good at daydreaming and extravagant hopes? Isn't it pitiful to leave your fate in the world of mortals for a lifetime of unrequited love? Heaven and earth can be seen, how can love betray people's life? The heart could not be extinguished, but the heartlessness swayed freely between heaven and earth? Even though they knew it was a scam, there were still people who were willing to believe it. Even if he knew that he had missed it, he would continue. He knew that it was a Gu curse, but he was not afraid of death. A handful of tears soaked in feelings, how could it still be a feeling of pain? A lifetime of love is engraved in thousands of volumes, why is it still incomplete? A love story was full of calamities, even if it was a bewitching array, he would still have to go. Why can't the love of the world be bound? People came and went, but all of them were filled with resentment and sorrow. No one wanted to leave the City of Love. I really want to hold the love letter in my heart, but is it human greed? It led to a mistake.
Hongde is: This life for you wholeheartedly to meet the world of mortals, for you entangled heartbreak why bother. I thought you understood. Gazing affectionately at each other, why don't I see you in my dreams? Looking straight at the Sky-Breaking Cliff, he felt heartbroken. Since that 'No Regrets' was a tragedy. In this life, I will go to the mortal world to meet you wholeheartedly. It is not enough to see how sad this feeling is. Pouring affection into a promise, why use the mountain pledge to set up a scam? Looking straight through the autumn water spring dream war, since that no resentment and regret is a tragedy? Who knew that love was so fragile? Once it entered the dust, it was filled with soul fragments and could not be grasped. She always wanted to fill in the blanks of this life with a handful of affection. What a good situation, she always didn't know how to write.
Bao Si was: Love flowers bloom all over the world, but whose wounds are those touching and stunning ones healing? After several attempts to open the boundary of love, how could it be hurt when it involved love? The sorrow of separation, the tears in my eyes, I have nowhere to say this desolation. Love and hate are tied together, but it is a three-life sorrow and joy. Loneliness is accompanied by sorrow of separation, but it is also a lifetime? Why does my heart hurt so much? I haven't seen you yet. But the dream was too full? When he woke up, he was speechless. The fate of the tribulation that he was willing to bear was heartlessly shouldered by others. How could the prosperity of the apocalypse be so easy to face? Looking across the horizon, waiting for you to walk by, begging for mercy and wandering together, why is it still the merciless wound of Lihen Heaven? But there was no place in the world for yearning!
Honder asked, What is living in the past? Just for a single thought? How many tears would it take to repay the debt? I can't see your figure, but I'm scattered in your dreams, with sadness and poignant beauty. I'm willing to be so unreasonable. Was love the most beautiful thing in the world? Why did he have to use heartache to ask for it? Why did it need to be forged with parting? Why did he have to use life and death to redeem himself? Why did he fill in the blanks with tears? What kind of method should he use to resolve this situation? How many pieces of the soul must be smoothed out? How much love, hate, sorrow, and pain should I use to fill up my debt?
Bao Si said: A love, how many people happy how many sad? I really want to go back to the past when I had you, but my heart is broken. There was always a trace of emotion that stagnated in his memories. He just wanted to be together for life after life. Why was it so difficult? Why did I make a mistake in this life when I carved your name in my lifetime? But the oath of alliance from the previous life was delayed in this life? But the timing was wrong? Why was he always so heartless? That debt would take time to pay the price? But where did the time go? Sad tears could be used to annotate feelings? How many grudges and grudges were fate and calamity, but they collapsed and broke her heart. But the fleeting years are the shortcomings of spring? But who is in a hurry? The person who seemed to be right was someone else. Since everything is empty, how can one fulfill the promise of life?
Hong De looked at Bao Si and suddenly burst into tears.
Seeing Hong De's face covered in tears, Bao Si's tears naturally fell like rain.
The two of them were in tears as they looked at each other. The couple who used to be in love with each other, but now, they didn't know what to say.
Hong De cried and said,"Tomorrow I will enter Haojing." Looking at your face again, you will be a passerby I can't wait for.
Bao Si said with tears in her eyes,"Even if this time and space have regrets, so what?" However, she had already left, so she had to let go even if she couldn't. Brother, don't worry. There will be good people waiting for you in the world.
" Without you," Hong De said with tears in his eyes," I drink the wine of solitude and blow the wind of freedom, but I'm like a person without a return date. I'm a soulless person. I only dream about myself every day. What's the point?"
Bao Si said with tears in her eyes,"When did I ever feel wrong?" What I gave you and what I didn't give you, now I'm going to give it all to someone else, but it's separated like cutting meat. What kind of feeling is that? What kind of feeling was that?
Honder wiped away his tears and said,"Sister still remembers that spring, when you smiled like a flower!" It was also a charming and affectionate moment. Who knew that time would come so quickly, but it was so merciless. The scenery was still the same, but a familiar figure had unknowingly disappeared.
Bao Si also used her sleeve to wipe away her tears and comforted," I hope that time will raise my brother for a good life. Let the good merge into the bottom of your heart. Don't hurt your bones, don't think of people who have changed with the passage of time, don't be sad about the feelings of spring and moon, don't be sad about the resentment of the autumn wind, and breed a colorful life with a peaceful heart.
When Honder heard this, he said,"I haven't had a sister yet, but she's here to comfort me." just just
Bao Si saw that Hong De seemed to be hiding something, so she asked," Brother, if you have anything, just say it.
Hong De said again,"I still want to listen to my sister's music."
"What's so difficult about that?" Hearing this, Bao Si said, Sister Lian Qiao, fetch the zither.
Lian Qiao quickly brought over the instruments and placed them on the instrument stand.
Bao Si looked at the zither set and sat down. She waved her sleeve and her fingers moved.
Just listen to the rhythm of the zither fluttering, the decadent sound is pleasant to the ear, the zither words are:
Who sits with my shadow alone? Poor me, I am in a panic, I am in no good condition, and the shadows of the lamp cast me away. Her thoughts let her worries fade away, and sadness filled every corner of her heart. My heart is full of sorrow, but no one understands my pitiful situation!
Honder felt bad when he heard that.
Once Baosi entered the zither world, she forgot everything else and only cared about playing and singing. She forgot that Hongde was listening. Otherwise, what was the meaning of the heart in the zither, the zither following the heart, and the most beautiful music played?
Lian Qiao heard the sorrowful words and knew that her sister was in a bad mood. Thinking that when Crown Prince Hong De heard this, he definitely couldn't let go and was filled with a conflicted expression. Thinking of this, he quickly used his hand to secretly pull his sister's clothes.
Bao Si came back to her senses after being touched by Lian Qiao and quickly adjusted her mood to play again.
Then he heard the lyrics:
Just for a serious promise, after all these years, how many mistakes had they made? Everyone around you is changing, but as you walk, you don't know if it's the original you. Different faces, how many fake masks were there in the beginning? That sincerity, why was it so realistic that it couldn't be taken seriously? This unfamiliar feeling made people face it truthfully. It also made people have nowhere to fight. There was no need to ask. I don't want much, just being ordinary and simple is enough, but why am I still left alone? It turned out that everyone around him had become untrustworthy. If he trusted them, he would feel sad and painful. Looking at the flowers blooming and the butterflies dancing, watching the sunrise and sunset, watching the sea oath and the mountain pledge, watching the moon rising and setting, everything seemed to have gone with the wind and dissipated in the air. Was this just because he didn't know how to miss it?
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