Chapter 288 (1/2)
At night, the floating clouds outside the window are broken, the moon in the well is far away from the dust. Tossing people, empty flowers and scattered, silent wandering, straight words do not return, diffuse tears.
Who sent him in silence, shaking off the cold stars into the lotus lamp. Drink zero red only half? Still awake and drunk, the cup is full, and the ground is advised by sad clouds.
Lingjun Fang wanted to explore the secluded land, but he didn't want to hear the song like a pearl like jade first. Is there such a sound in the world? It's hard to shake off the stars to fill the heart, but it's hard to drink for a long time. As sad as the solitude of heaven and earth.
Thinking about chasing after him, Lingjun couldn't help singing:
Kaijia was stained with blood in the battle field,
The flames of forbearance burn out the years.
We can fight for hegemony by making preparations,
How many owl heroes Longquan killed silently.
The rivers and mountains are still picturesque,
The jade man in the dream is perfect.
Drunk with amber, the garrison building Pipa is broken,
The bright moon shines silently on the two ends of the world.
The long fog opened, and the Qionglou suddenly appeared. Corridor flower shop, cornice cloud carving. The courtyard is quiet, and the Yellow Crane dances long; The pond is exquisite and the green Teal is low. Before the green bamboo forest, orchids are fragrant; In the red plum snow, the weeping willows are graceful.
There are four seasons in a garden, and nine days in a solitary Pavilion. ”What a holy land on earth.” Lingjun sincerely praised.
”It's not a great honor for a good guest to come.” a misty voice came from the lonely Pavilion.
Lingjun arched his hands and said, ”the vulgar dust camp came rashly. Please forgive me.”
”I'm lonely and have a chance to meet. Why not drink a few cups.” the lonely pavilion has no door, turns into a pavilion, clouds into autumn water, bright as a mirror, cranes turn into a square platform and elegant as a pavilion.
Qiongjiang day, no cup self coagulation. When Lingjun dragged the glass condensed by dew, a woman in plain clothes relaxed her sleeves. Her long skirt and white clouds are one, and her hair is a breeze. Even the white silk with long hair has a dreamlike color.
Simple to the ultimate beauty.
”The flower path has never been swept by guests, and the Pengmen is now open for you. I'm very lazy. Don't blame you.” the woman drank a cup first.
The bones are a little numb. If you get drunk before drinking, the spirit is just a yuan God, so you don't need to drink at all. The cup in your hand melts naturally.
After a cup of wine, Yuanshen almost didn't relax. He knows the gap between himself and the other party. The phrase ”shaking down the stars” is by no means rhetoric.
What is the purpose of such a person blocking my way? Never buy me a bar? Look, I don't drink poor you. Lingjun said, ”good wine, another jar.”
The woman was also very cheerful. ”When I got drunk, I fell into a dream and had a thousand worries.”
”Without thinking, there is no worry. If you have wine, you must be drunk.” no matter what kind of wine it is, spell it first. Lingjun held the jade dew altar and drank it without waiting for the Qiongjiang to melt.
Yuanshen seemed to be in a sea of fire, but he had unspeakable pleasure.
Wine is good wine.
People are beautiful.
Both, how not drunk.
”Thank you for your hospitality. I'll invite you next time.” Ling Jun was fluttering and looking for a bed to lie down. ”I'm going to sleep when I'm drunk,” he waved to the woman who was also unstable.
The woman stirred her long drooping hair, falsely pointed to the sky and said, ”the cloud building hasn't been a guest for a long time. You intoxicated me when you came. What do you want to do?”
Lingjun scratched his head and looked around blankly, ”I only think of one thing in my heart, and I won't be drunk by you. What kind of wine is this, and what else?”