Chapter 1281 (1/2)
Under the tranquil lake, the ice and snow render the loneliness under the silence. Since the poetry banquet, there has been a lot of emptiness, which is beyond the glory of the past.
But through the zigzag jade bridge on Jingxin lake, the elegant and fresh lady's loft is still popular.
And a piece of snow under the cover, but how elegant also can not cover that deep lonely cold.
At this time, Princess Shu went out of the attic alone and came to the lake of tranquility. She looked at the flocks of birds flying away from the treetops, the frozen lake of tranquility, and the silence of the snow and ice. Her heart grew colder and colder.
Lady Shu's eyes suddenly fell on the attic window, full of desolate and empty beauty eyes staring at there, lonely heart suddenly emerged, and many memories about that person in her heart.
”The window contains the snow in the West Mountains, and the door is full of boats from the east Wu.” Lady Shu's ethereal and empty eyes looked at the attic window and recited the poems that the young man had once created.
Looking at the window of the attic, lady Shu's godless eyes revealed how much loneliness and sadness nobody could solve.
Lady Shu's eyes suddenly moved again and fell on the white snow flying from the sky. She stretched out her slender arms and slowly caught a handful of snowflakes. Her beautiful eyes were slightly down, and her pupils were full of young and natural figures!
”The clouds are low and dusk, and the snow is dancing back to the wind!”
”Suddenly the spring breeze comes all night and thousands of pear trees are blooming!”
Shu Guifei's eyes set out to the distance, crystal lips moved, light chanting in the eyes of that natural and unrestrained youth from the previous creation of poetry.
”The world laughs at me for being too crazy, and I laugh that others can't see through it!”
As she chanted the verses in her mouth, she tasted the profound artistic conception and poetry. She could not help admiring the young man who had been there for a long time.
”Now I'm by the Jingxin lake. Where is the young master?”
Lady Shu's beautiful eyes are slightly wide, and her eyes stop in the distance. The place where the young man once fought a decisive battle with general Mo Pengshan and became famous in the first World War, her feelings of sadness and yearning can't help but bloom. When I think about it, they are the unforgettable figure of that person.
Gradually, a drop of clear tears from the face of flowers and slowly slide down, thoughts more and more fluctuation and rise, that drop of clear tears fell on the ice and snow, but also immediately by the snow hidden up, there is no trace.
”Zheng!”
At the same time, a beautiful and moving sound of Guqin rises and falls, and it is extremely pleasant. It is the voice that lady Shu never forgets and the voice she is most familiar with!
”Zheng!”
One after another beautiful and moving music slowly rippled and opened, resounding through the quiet lake. Princess Shu knew that it must be the person in her heart. She did not speak, but listened quietly and enjoyed the music she was thinking of.