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[1] "Butterfly" Lu You. Poem
Under the court, the flowers are secluded and fragrant,
Feifei Xiaodie occupies the time;
The Youren have been waiting for you by the window for a long time,
Lovely dark yellow love light yellow?
At this time, several beautiful butterflies were flying on the flower ponds around the courtyard, and some of them were flying past the dining table. Xiaoya went to pounce on them casually, but did not pounce.
The shop waiter brought the dishes and wine to the table.
A butterfly flew over and landed on the back of Mu'er's left hand.
"This butterfly is so beautiful!" Xiaoya admired, and was taken aback suddenly, "Ah! So you still attract bees and butterflies!"
Mu'er made Xiaoya feel a little embarrassed. He moved the back of his hand, trying to make the butterfly fly away, but the butterfly didn't leave.
"Aren't you still entangled?" Xiaoya walked over, "You can attract bees and butterflies, but you are not allowed to do it! But I can catch her for you!" Xiaoya said as she went to catch her. .
Mu'er stopped her and said: "Look, this butterfly is so beautiful, it looks so much like you, don't hurt her, maybe she is you in the previous life, which means that you were destined to me in the previous life. I will not let me go in this life, come back Teach you to kiss me." Muer glanced at Xiaoya, "Otherwise, you in this world, kiss my hand?" Muer stretched out his right hand in front of her eyes, saying that Xiaoya blushed .
After a while, the butterfly flew away.
Xiaoya poured a glass of wine for Mu'er and herself, and the two clinked glasses and drank the wine.
She gave Muer another piece of chicken. "Bo Bo Chicken" is an authentic Sichuan dish, Mu'er doesn't like it very much, Xiaoya puts it in front of her eyes, and moves "Knife-edge Garlic and White Meat" in front of him, this dish is a bit spicy, Mu'er only picked up a few chopsticks. Xiaoya carefully watched Mu'er's every move. "Fire Whip Beef" is a dish of the Han nationality, and Mu'er ate it very happily.
Xiaoya watched Mu'er eating with forgetfulness, and felt happier than eating herself.
After drinking and eating, the two of them walked down the mountain along the mountain road
[2] Du Mu's poem "Mountain Journey - Part II"
? Stop and sit in Aifenglin at night,
Frost leaves are red in February flowers.
The autumn leaves in the distant mountains are crystal red and dripping blood, like mature age, like ripe love. Smiling and shining brightly in the sky, shining like clouds and clouds all over the sky, and shining like beautiful women falling on the ground.
The indigo daisy in the distant mountains, the winding mountain roads divide the skin of the mountains, in the majestic blue. The burning flame instantly turned into a call, and the two of them stopped the carriage involuntarily.
The fiery red seemed to be luring the two of them, leading Xiaoya and Mu'er to the depths of the red leaves
Looking up, there are mountains on both sides, mountains in front, and thick red leaves piled up under the wind, like a red blanket at a wedding.
The two of them walked forward stepping on the red leaves, as if they were wading in a river of love. Those red leaves are the waves rising from the river of love, each red leaf is dotted with gentle verses, condensing deep passion.
The two of them simply lay on the red bed and looked towards the blue sky. Looking at the fallen leaves fluttering in the air, they fluttered like butterflies.
[3] "Mourning for the Dead" [1] Wang Huan. Poetry
The waist and limbs secretly think that the wind will bully the willows,
? Unforgettable wash flower in powder form.
There is no wind in the valley, and the leaves are dipped in the sun, dancing freely, one after another, slowly falling.
Xiaoya got up to catch the falling fiery red, her slender waist twisted like a willow branch in front of Muzi's eyes, and her delicate face was as delicate and charming as a flower soaked in dew.
Do not know why? Xiaoya's little face is extraordinarily bright red today, and her face is also extraordinarily beautiful.
Do not know why? Xiaoya has been laughing all day today, her smile is so touching, her smile is so brilliant - her two thin lips are smiling, her long eyes are smiling, and the two dimples on her cheeks are also smiling.
[4] "Light Eyebrows Like Autumn Water" Anonymous
? Light eyebrows are like autumn water, jade skin is accompanied by light breeze;
A beautiful dimple is like a flower, and a beautiful face is redder than a leaf.
The red all over the sky aroused Mu'er's impulse, he suddenly got up and grabbed Xiaoya, turned her head, and kissed her hard, this feeling is very good.
Mu'er began to untie Xiaoya's belt from the coat. Xiaoya firmly refused at first, and pushed him, and he kissed her, and then continued to unscrew persistently.
Xiaoya thought: Anyway, he will have to untie it sooner or later, let him untie it
The red leaves have a very thin fragrance.
Xiaoya was terrified when she saw his hands trembling slightly in the sunset. Mu'er finally managed to untie the strap, and he kissed her and stroked her at the same time.
Xiaoya thought of what her mother said, and wanted to take Muzi's hand away. But Xiaoya couldn't figure out where his hand was, whether it was inside or outside the bag, because they were very tightly squeezed together.
?Suddenly, Mu'er lowered his head to kiss Xiaoya's slender neck. The lightning feeling made Xiaoya have no chance to think and refuse. Xiaoya thought repeatedly: Why are we like this? What the hell are we doing? How is this going?
Xiaoya always feels that there are tourists passing by the mountains, if she sees them doing such things in the woods, it will be bad!
Xiaoya had to think of a way to stop him, but the pleasure of blowing hot air made her weak; and the sense of crisis that would be spotted by passers-by at any time was so intense that she wanted to push him away desperately.
At this time, Xiaoya discovered "pessimistically" that she could only hold him tighter
After a while, Mu'er wanted to take off Xiaoya's clothes, but Xiaoya had no choice but to agree shyly. When undressing, Mu'er was so excited that he trembled all over.
However, Xiaoya felt that he was very stupid, and he couldn't even untie it. He couldn't untie it several times, but Xiaoya finally helped him untie it. But Xiaoya regretted it when she took it off, felt it was wrong to do so, and wanted to put it on again, but her hands froze there as if they couldn't control them.
Xiaoya was naturally pushed to the ground by Mu'er. He kissed repeatedly and lightly. Xiaoya felt very delicate, so she cried a few times. This time it was good, he became more energetic, and started to take off Xiaoya's skirt pants again, and when Xiaoya struggled, he became even more excited.
Later, Xiaoya felt that Mu'er was going to come for real, so she was afraid. So, he resisted desperately and hit him a few times with his small hands. Mu'er thought that Xiaoya might really not want to, so he gave up, and then pulled Xiaoya up and asked her to put on her clothes.
Xiaoya didn't want to get up, he came to pull Xiaoya, Xiaoya gave him a white look: "Fool!"
Xiaoya got up and took off Muer's white windbreaker, spread it on the ground covered with red leaves, and Xiaoya lay on Muzi's windbreaker
[5] "Song of Snow" by Zheng Banqiao. Poetry
? Snow mountains and red leaves are all over the sky,
The breeze blows the dark spin.
"One piece, two pieces, three, four pieces,
Five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces;
Thousands of pieces, thousands of pieces, countless pieces,
Fly into the plum blossom and never see [2]. "
Only the one in white
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Notes
[1] Wang Huan
Wang Huan (?-105), courtesy name Zhizi, was born in Qixian County, Guanghan County (now southeast of Zhongjiang County, Sichuan Province) in the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Wang Huan's father, Wang Shun, served as the prefect of Anding, and Anding County is located in Zhenyuan, Gansu Province. When he was young, Wang Huan belonged to the ranks of officials. He liked to play with some frivolous young people, and he also liked to fight with others. When Wang Huan grew up, the prodigal son turned his head, abandoned evil and followed good. He not only studied Confucianism seriously, but also carefully studied "Shangshu" and laws and regulations. He was called "late and changed festivals" by history books, and he had a good reputation as an official.
"Mourning for the Dead" by Tang Wang Huan
? When spring comes and gets sick, summer comes and adds, cover the makeup and windows and lie on the green gauze; hide Qin's female fan for timidity, fearing fright and worrying about Axiang's car.
The waist and limbs secretly think that the wind will bully the willows, and the powder will never forget to wash the flowers with dew; today, at the place where the emperor is buried in Qingmen, there are chaotic cicadas and decaying grass, and the setting sun is slanting.
[2] Changing the "plum blossom" in the poem to "safflower" is more in line with the semantics. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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