Xinlan Hand-made Private Kitchen [braised Large Yellow Croaker]——ice Cream Tears (encounter)

Today is the day when Siyao was discharged from the hospital. She was very tired, because the crowds of people had faces piled up with unfamiliar smiles, and each and every line of greetings with cocooned ears. After declining all the enthusiasm, Siyao went back to school alone. Siyao feels very relaxed while walking on the trails in the back mountain. She came to see the golden wild chrysanthemum because of the special gift. Siyao doesn't like flowers wrapped in paper. The flowers should bloom on the branches and be full of vitality. Only in this way can there be the beauty of life...
On the hillside, the wild chrysanthemum blooms very well. The wild chrysanthemum is warm and wanton. There is no pretentiousness, no pretense, just to embrace the splendid autumn scenery wholeheartedly, just to sway the pure wildness with all my heart, let Siyao happy. Siyao doesn't like the current life, because of her appearance and family background, the friendship around her is always more fake than true. Siyao has always been expecting, expecting to be like a wild chrysanthemum, to be able to express her emotions and anger, and to be frankly in action. Unfortunately, the reality is always helpless. We can never be so free and easy, because the river of Hongchen is too frank and frank. It is easy to drown...We can only wrap ourselves under a layer of disguise to avoid harm...
"Late Yan emerges from the barren fence, the cold fragrance is holding the autumn water. Recalling to see in the mountains, accompanied by the cricket wall." A Qingyin pulls Siyao back to reality, turning her head to see, it is the shiny eyes behind those thick lenses. Siyao's heartstrings trembled. Lengxiang, the word Aoshuang is elegant. "You are here." Siyao pretended to be indifferent. The glasses stepped forward: "Siyao was slightly ill the previous time. I don’t know the time. I was afraid of losing the beautiful autumn scenery, so I cruelly folded a bunch of wild chrysanthemums so that Siyao could have a glimpse of the autumn scenery in the ward. Although the beauty of wild chrysanthemums should stand still. The head is intoxicating..." Usually, people who are unfamiliar directly call Siyao by name, which will arouse her resentment and make her feel a little frivolous, but the glasses do not bring this feeling, but make Siyao feel warm, Siyao Heartstrings trembled again. "Do you like Wang Jian's poems too?" Siyao felt uncomfortable when she said, and two red clouds flew onto her jade cheeks. The glasses grinned, white teeth: "Hehe, maybe we are all sinking to the bottom and living in poverty..."
The inside of the glasses was also turbulent, in fact, he had arrived long ago, standing far away and watching madly. In the setting sun in the afternoon, Siyao stands against the wind, a splendid field of wild chrysanthemums, making the heart peaceful and beautiful. Glasses have never looked at a woman for so long, because it will lead him to "luxury", but the glasses at this time are so eager for "luxury"...
"Dark and pale purple, melting and yellowing. Tao Ling's edge color, Luo Han's house is fragrant. When the re-exposure is forbidden, it is really timid to the setting sun. May the golden parrot be the golden parrot, and the king Baiyutang." Siyao didn't know what to say, simply Also chanted a poem. "Hehe, the most beautiful and most difficult poem in Yishan's life is "Jinse", which is suitable, resentful, clear, and harmonious. A "Jinse" solves people's difficulties. Is it thinking Linghu Jinse? Wang's? Is it mourning? Is it self-inflicted? Is it hidden political affairs? Is it an untitled poem? No one knows and no one understands, haha. Jinse fifty strings for no reason, one string and one column thinking about Huanian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, hopes the emperor's heart Trust the cuckoo. The moon in the sea is full of tears, and the blue field is warm and jade is glowing with smoke. This feeling can be a remembrance, but it was lost at the time. The first beauty, the final destination..."
Siyao looked at this ordinary boy with a little surprise, who on earth is he, so deep as the sea, so...No, I can't lose anymore, I'm going to compete with him! "Since we have talked about Yishan, let's use Yishan's poems to say how his Jinse's life is?" Siyao raised her proud head. Faced with Siyao's provocation, the glasses smiled freely, ha ha, the little woman who refused to admit defeat, come on. "One string and one column to count the golden years, then I ask Si Yao to start the article." "Next to the general bottle, one person is dressed in white. Suddenly ten years, Xuan Xuan Jiahua." Amazing, ha ha. "The heart of the spring does not share flowers and hair, an inch of lovesickness and an inch of gray." "The red mansion looks at each other through the rain, and the bead and foil floats the lamp to return alone." "The jade pipe ash blows thinly, and the swans go up and down. The Japanese and the west are thousands of people around the pond. Bianshu, recalling the time when the dry bar was shaken by the snow." "Very vain and cloudless, I have never opened my arms in my life." ... "God pity the grass, and the world will be sunny at night." "Bashan night rains and autumn ponds." "Meeting." With a smile and pity, Bianzhou will have an old friend in the future."
Evenly matched, smiled at each other. "Regarding "Jinse", "Zhou Li·Musical Instrument Diagram" says: Arthur Twenty-Three Strings, Songse Twenty-Five Strings, those decorated with precious jade are called Baose, and those with pictures like brocade call Jinse. Haha, it is said in the "Book of Han · Jiao Si Zhi": The Emperor Qin envoys the female drum with fifty strings, sad, and the emperor does not stop, so breaking the string is twenty-five strings." "Yishan "Returning to the peony in the middle is rain." "Fell" poem: Jinse Jingxian breaks the dream frequently." "Yishan "On the night of July 28th and Wang Zheng Erxiu listen to the rain dreams" poem: rain beats Xiangling fifty strings." "" "Zhuangzi·Qiwu Lun" says: Zhuang Zhou’s dream is a butterfly, and the butterfly is vivid; self-evident is suitable! I don’t know the Zhou Ye. Suddenly aware of it, then the Zhou is awkward. I don’t know the Zhou’s dream is a butterfly and the butterfly’s dream is Zhou’s. """The History of Huayang Kingdom·Shu" contains: Du Yu proclaimed the emperor and called Wang emperor.... His phase was enlightened, he decided to build a mountain to eliminate water damage, and the emperor commissioned political affairs, and Fa Yao and Shun gave the righteousness to Zen. Located in Enlightenment. Emperor Shengxishan hides in Yan. When the time is February, Zijuan and birds sing, so Shu people are sad and Zijuan and birds sing." "The History of Natural History" contains: There are sharks living in the South China Sea, and the water lives like fish. If you disuse Jizhi, you can produce pearls if your eyes weep." "Lu Ji's "Wen Fu" says: Shi Yunyu is glorious and mountains are glorious, water is beading and Sichuan is charming."
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Time is as soft as flowing water, and even the wind has the smell of scrolls. The two young lives are slowly approaching each other in the poems and songs. From the initial tit-for-tat to the final sympathy. From the initial keeping a distance and looking at each other, to the last sitting side by side to admire the sunset. There are countless encounters in a person's life, either beautiful, or few, or regretful, or joyful, guiding us to different lives and telling different landscapes. This is a wonderful encounter, and the poetic and pictorial meaning at this moment is destined to be a gentle love. However, Ya and Su are twin brothers...
The encounter is over. "