[1] "Xiangchun Night Moon. Near Qingming-Shangyu" Huang Xiaomai. Ci
Near the Qingming Festival, the emerald birds hang on the branches to disperse their souls.
It's a pity that a piece of clear songs are all paid to the dusk.
I want to complain to the willow flowers together, for fear that the willow flowers will be frivolous and hurt the spring.
?Near Chu Township Hotel, tender feelings, who is with tenderness?
Empty bottles weep at night, the green hills are silent, and the waning moon is at the door.
In front of Cuiyu Tower, there are only
A wave of Xiangshui shakes Xiangyun.
The sky is long and the dream is short. When you ask what is the time, you will see the peach root again.
For the first time this time, even if there is no one in the world,
Cut off the worries in my heart!
As Qingming approaches[1], the cries of kingfishers on the branches make people ecstasy.
Li Jia blew the melodious copper flute, but his eyes glanced at Du Shiniang from time to time. Originally, Du Shiniang wanted to whisper the song to Li Jia's flute, but she was afraid that Li Jia would regard her as frivolous; besides, he might not understand her hurt feelings.
It just so happened that Xu Susu sang this Qing song first; however, no matter how beautiful the singing voice was, it couldn't arouse Du Shiniang's interest.
Du Shiniang listened to Xu Susu's singing quietly, thinking about her own thoughts: I am wandering alone in Chu Township in the southern country, full of tenderness, don't hate, who can give me a little tenderness? The empty wine glass seems to be crying for me, and Qingshan is speechless as if he is sad for me. A waning moon slantly shines on the cabin door; in front of the painting boat, only the long lake water reflects the long and light floating clouds.
O boring night! It is so long, but the dream is pitifully short. May I ask the heavens, when will I meet my sweetheart? This long wait is heartbreaking. The world! Is there a pair of sharp scissors that can cut off all the worries in my heart
Xu Susu happily sang the song "Jianjia", and Mr. Tie thought about his favorite "Touhuling" again, "Sister Susu, let's play "Touhuling"!"
Seeing that her master has been neglected all the time, Wang Buhua said displeasedly: "Why, Miss Susu, with Mr. Li, you put us and others aside?"
Xu Susu shyly sat back beside Mr. Tie. Tie Gongzi immediately handed her the command arrow, and said with hazy eyes: "Sister Susu, I will give you the command arrow."
"Okay!" Xu Susu, who was still excited, took the command arrow, and played the game of "toss the pot command" with Mr. Tie. Su Su is about the same age as Tie Gongzi, two years older than him. Therefore, when the two met, they hit it off very well.
Seeing Xu Susu leave Li Jia's side, Xie Yuelang hastily pulled him over and said, "Come on, Mr. Li, let's guess punches."
As soon as Li Jia made a move, he lost the guess. Xie Yuelang immediately smiled and poured the wine in his hand into his mouth.
The scene became chaotic in an instant. They drank, ordered, sang, and laughed Everyone was a little drunk and a little carried away.
Du Shiniang was still sitting quietly, listening quietly, and looking out the window quietly.
Ji Xu discovered Du Shiniang's "abnormality", and walked over: "What? Shi Niang, you avoided it again, why are you so unmotivated today?"
"Where, Mr. Ji. Today, 'that' I don't feel well, so I really can't drink any more." Du Shiniang forced a smile and explained reluctantly.
Ji Xu said: "Then, sit down and have a cup of hot tea!"
Du Shiniang came to the banquet.
Wang Buhua filled the cup in front of her, and forced her to say: "You have been hiding away today, it's too shameful, and now you must be punished for drinking these three cups!"
"I really can't do it, Mr. Wang, you know my drinking power is very weak!" Du Shiniang tried her best to evade.
"No, no, no" Wang Buhua yelled, tugging on Du Shiniang's sleeve, a little pretending to be crazy by drinking.
"Oh, Mr. Wang," the little girl Ruyi hurried over and said mildly, "Our young lady really can't drink too much! Besides, she's not feeling well today."
"Hi! You little girl, who told you to talk too much?" Wang Buhua said unhappily
In the stalemate, Li Jia stood up suddenly: "Let's do this!" He said loudly, "How about I drink these three glasses of wine for Miss Du?" The cup in front of the mother drank it all in one gulp, and drank three cups in a row, each time taking a picture of the bottom of the cup at Wang Buhua.
Wang Buhua shrugged and said with a smile: "Since Mr. Li interceded for you, I will forgive you today! But, Ten Niang, how can you thank Mr. Li?"
Du Shiniang looked at Li Jia. This was the fourth time the two had confirmed their gaze.
this time,Li Jia's gaze was deep, contemplative, with a hint of deep sympathy and concern, as well as a strange sense of understanding and melancholy, and even blamed her, as if blaming her: Why are you in this kind of place? Why are you with these people? Why are you willing to live like this?
Du Shiniang not only felt weak under the gaze of this gaze, but also a burst of desolate grief surged into her heart in an instant. She felt that her heart was in awe, but she was full of sorrow. She raised her head again and cast her gaze to the distance outside the window.
The night is beautiful.
On the Slender West Lake, the reflection of the moon is rippling with a piece of silver moonlight; on the willow bank, the willows are still drooping, and returning birds are singing on the willow branches; What a beautiful scene of lakes and mountains this is!
But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't affect Du Shiniang, but it makes her feel even more sad
[2] "The Debt of Lovesickness" Luliu. Lyrics Chen Wei. Song Chen Rui. Song
Du Shiniang couldn't help weeping, she returned to the banquet, poured a full glass of wine, drank it down, looked down at Li Jia affectionately, and said loudly: "Master Li, Shiniang would like to sing a song for you!" Song, thank you for your kindness.¡±
After finishing speaking, she raised her eyebrows, walked to the window, looked at the crescent moon outside the boat, and sang crisply and tactfully with the gentle night wind:
[Song] "I am a girl leaning against the cold window alone. Who in the world of mortals can understand my helplessness. It is difficult to stay in the world, and it is difficult to guess the love. It is difficult to pick a heart after waiting for a lifetime.
I am an infatuated girl, who can listen to my emotions. The sound of the plain strings is broken, and the cheeks are wet with tears. Wandering all my life, I can't get out of this bitter sea of ??lovesickness.
You broke into my heart and poured out my true feelings. I wait silently for you with thousands of emotions. If my love can only be buried deep in my heart, I would like to hold you in my warm heart.
You walked out of my world and never came back. But I am so in love with you that my heart breaks and my infatuation does not change. If my love can only be expressed in a dream, I would like to sleep forever and never wake up. "
Du Shiniang took her eyes back from the mountains and trees in the distance, and gave Li Jia a sad look. Li Jia's hand trembled slightly, the full glass of wine spilled out of the glass
[Song] "I am a girl who is infatuated and hard to change. I ask who in the world can listen to my emotions. The plain strings are broken, and the tears are wet on the cheeks. I have been wandering all my life, and I can't get out of this sea of ??lovesickness.
You walked out of my world and never came back. But I am so in love with you that my heart breaks and my infatuation does not change. If my love can only be expressed in a dream, I would like to sleep forever and never wake up.
In this life, I have no chance to be close to you and love each other. In the next life, I will repay the debt of lovesickness to you. You walked out of my world and never came back, but I love you to the point of breaking my heart. If my love can only be expressed in a dream, I would like to sleep forever and never wake up. "
Li Jia met Shi Niang's expressive gaze, and after listening to her sad and tender song, he didn't know what to say. He raised his glass, as if trying to hide something, and drank the wine in one gulp.
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Notes
[1] Ching Ming Festival
Also known as the Outing Festival, Xingqing Festival, March Festival, Ancestor Worship Festival, etc., the festival is at the turn of mid-spring and late spring.
The Qingming Festival originated from the beliefs of ancestors and the etiquette and customs of spring sacrifices in ancient times. It has both natural and humanistic connotations. It is not only a natural solar term, but also a traditional festival.
Tomb-sweeping Day integrates natural solar terms and humanistic customs. It is a combination of the right time, place and people. It fully embodies the harmony and unity of "heaven, earth and people" pursued by the ancestors of the Chinese nation. thought of.
Dou Zhiyi (or the sun's yellow longitude reaches 15¡ã) is the Qingming solar term, and the festival time is around April 5 in the Gregorian calendar. In this season, the vitality is exuberant, the yin energy is declining, all things "let out the old and accept the new", and the earth presents the image of spring and scenery. It is a good time for youth outings and tomb sacrifices in the suburbs.
Ching Ming Festival is not only a solemn festival for sweeping tombs and offering sacrifices to ancestors, but also a joyful festival for people to get close to nature, go for outings and enjoy the fun of spring. (The Qingming ancestor worship festival is very long. There are two sayings: 10 days before and 8 days after, and 10 days before and 10 days after. These nearly 20 days belong to the Qingming ancestor worship festival.)
Tomb-sweeping day, together with Spring Festival, Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, are also known as the four major traditional festivals in China. In addition to China, there are some countries and regions in the world that also celebrate Qingming Festival, such as Vietnam, South Korea, Malaysia, Singapore and so on. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com