There are many scenery in the world to part of people only belongs to, doomed to only a few people to be able to read. The number of people the right to see the scenery like met separated lover, immediately poetic romance up, with extremely costly for the language of her skirt and, with very sincere feelings for her eyes, with all the better thing to adorn her. She was as dates, will be your most pure innocent side open before him, hope to get his appreciation of its units phase.
More than one thousand years ago, a FengHuaJueDai wit be demoted to chuzhou rank, he don't know, a element beautiful dress up a new woman is a party waiting to know her. When the wit into his line of sight in, she was deeply attracted the eyes of his depression, his eyes, assembling the birds can't understand ambition, with the ambition of the mind, whenever he poured drunkly in her skirt, she USES the intoxicating scent unrecoginized his glove; In his heart the sorrow world, the ambition for hard, she is lightsome and come, dance dance, with nature's music tao to his heart of sadness. One day he woke up from a dream drunk, found that only she also accompany in their side, and so has cried, the usual words to chun xia qiu dong sequence, for she painted a picture of the four seasons circulation's beautiful picture. From then on, she never dance dance for others, she put her he treasured in heart's soft place, after one thousand years, commitment. The wit is ouyang xiu, the woman named ZuiWengTing. Since then the two linked together, one thousand years without change.
One thousand years later, a scholar who, with his love of the wine, with his write her verse, came to the place where they met. As one thousand years ago in the green, as one thousand of of primitive simplicity of before, only the intellectual scholar become alone, he can't find that he thinks of him. Standing in the entire ZuiWengTing in, he can't find that she had. Thanks to his wine, he has wen, he will be half wine fell on the ground, then unbend neck, will more than one gulp wine. Heaven and earth in his eyes become light spirit up, he seems to be seen with with wit and leisurely, but when he pounced on them, but what also not caught. Leaving his endless loneliness and lonely. He sat for a long time, watching the sun already soon after, he barely up, step up the mountain to a pace.
The mountain is a ancestral temple, and a temple. The ancestral temple was a two hall, the intellectual scholar of the bearing of Mr New-found deeply bowed. Maybe, previous generation past, the intellectual scholar had met with him, because he is the song dynasty scholar always believe in reincarnation of a poet. Now, with wit has his poems, with his beauty, marched into the literature of the highest palace, and the intellectual scholar just myriad of scholar of the most common one, he nothing, but vain, appointed to find him in the heart of the beauty and then I will stop. Maybe process is long, but look forward to the heart of the good friend is.
Visit the memorial sages, hence picked up rank and, 琊 mountain to climb to the top and lakefront. More and more narrow road, the heart is more and more wide. Because of the higher up, the less traveled by, and all the spread of artificial stone, also with the board gradually disappear, only the steep rock, and naked out of loess. The intellectual scholar at the top in a clean place take breaks open, look at the birds of the sky freedom fly over, WanShanJie underfoot, an evening will trace of tender feelings to the lonely scholar, listen to the intellectual scholar longly and YinChu "all the birds fly do, solitary cloud alone to spare. Gazing at each other but 琊 lakefront mountain." The poems. As the intellectual scholar intoxicated in a castle peak attendants in, a woman caught up. He looked at her looks general, but special clean, the footstep lightsome, up a little also not pant, it makes the intellectual scholar some surprises. Because the intellectual scholar especially like with the girl together, feel very quiet, as if nature and harmony, like. This woman with eyes looked up the intellectual scholar, ask a way: "feed, you doing here." The intellectual scholar a listen to smile, "I ah, watching a beauty?" Women's face suddenly red up, but hid a like shy of love.
Suddenly, the mountains as if only one of the two, they also don't speak, just sit quietly. Look at the sunset fall gradually last bit of rays, the woman said, let us down the mountain. The intellectual scholar stood up, said 1 "YuXia scattered ChengQi" is really beautiful, and picked up the book prose with woman together down the mountain. In the heart of the intellectual scholar, this woman is really common, ordinary night as general, almost can't feel her existence. In the down the mountain, the intellectual scholar and no woman is to say a few words. To the foot of the mountain, the intellectual scholar just said 1, "I walked." A woman said, "good." So, the intellectual scholar and woman in a hurry but don't, the world as if nothing had happened. And this woman such as ZuiWengTing, just in the memory of the intellectual scholar has a kind of light screen. The intellectual scholar failed to read the ZuiWengTing, also not understand that women's heart, and some of that is meant to
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