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    The sky is slightly overcast and snow is falling.  People came and went in front of the Five Emperors Temple, but after a while, the thin snow turned into muddy water. Cars and horses passed by and splashed everywhere. Pedestrians gave way, protecting their robes and shrinking sideways under the eaves of the temple.

    Not long after, the cold wind suddenly picked up, and the crowd in front of the temple dispersed. Luo Yuanqiu gathered his clothes and was about to step out of the temple. At this time, the little Taoist priest in the temple said: "It's unlucky for the girl to come. Uncle Zhou Fan came a few days ago."  I went to Fengtian to give alms, and I will probably be back before the new year. If you are really in a hurry, girl, you can leave a letter with me. If there are any brothers who come back to pick up the things, they can be passed on easily."

    Luo Yuanqiu felt troubled when he heard this. He shook his head and said, "Thank you, it's nothing important."

    The little Taoist priest nodded slightly, turned and left.

    Luo Yuanqiu felt helpless because he couldn't find the person he was looking for, but the more worrying thing in his heart was already in front of him.  She didn't expect that winter in Kyoto would come so early. The winter coat she was wearing could still keep out the cold. If the heavy snow fell, she might have to buy new clothes.

    This is another big expense.  Luo Yuanqiu rubbed her hands, the tip of her nose was red from the cold. She stood outside the temple and sighed, counting how much silver she still had.  When she passed by a steamed bun shop at home, she suddenly felt empty in her stomach. Through the warm white mist overflowing from the steamer, she took out a few warmed copper plates from her sleeves and said to the boss: "Buy four steamed buns."

    The boss quickly wrapped the buns and handed them to her, and asked: "Girl, do you want anything else? These newly baked meat buns taste good and are the signature of the shop. Everyone who has tasted them nearby said they are good. I want to make two to try."  ?¡±

    Luo Yuanqiu pinched the few coins left in his sleeves, looked at the boss without answering, and pursed his lips.

    The boss smiled, turned up the steamer and let the steam rise, revealing a pot of meat buns with a slightly yellow skin and oily mouth.  Luo Yuanqiu closed his eyes suddenly, slapped the copper plate on the table resolutely, and took the four buns from the boss's hand.

    She stuffed the steamed buns into her left and right sleeves, and put the warm meat buns into her arms. In this way, she could warm up her body and satisfy her hunger. It was a wonderful way to use two things at the same time.

    The snow is still falling, falling between the green bricks and black tiles, like a layer of frosting.  Luo Yuanqiu was hungry, and she could think of something to eat when she looked at anything. She first thought of persimmons, and then of all kinds of snacks covered with powdered sugar. She silently recited the names like a treasure trove, and ate them all once.  Addicted to talk.

    When we reached the intersection of the alley, it was already dark, and a man in short clothes was sitting beside a truck, bored, when he suddenly saw a woman coming in from the alley, with a few bits of snow foam in her hair, which made her look even more shiny and black.  It was difficult to distinguish her appearance in the dim light, but she was tall and tall, and her steps were light.  As he got closer, he saw a bulging mass on his chest, which made the man stare straight at him and feel unbearably itchy.  Before even saying a few words of teasing, the woman pulled out a package of things from her clothes, grabbed one and took a bite.

    She tugged at the hem of her winter coat and passed by gracefully.  In the blink of an eye, there is already a horse race on the plains on the chest, and there are no strange peaks and mountains to look for.

    It was only then that the man saw clearly that there was a bag of buns in her hand, and he almost fell off the cart. He secretly said that people's hearts are not ancient, and the world is sinister. He felt sad alone for a while, then pulled the donkey cart away.

    Luo Yuanqiu didn't know anything about it. She ate a meat bun and felt very satisfied.  He carefully sealed the bag and put it in his arms, then slowly walked into the yard.

    A woman's scolding came from the right courtyard wall: "Okay, you went to drink wine with those good friends of the same age again, and you asked the servants to hide it from me! If Sister Liu, the neighbor next door, hadn't seen it, you would have done it again tonight.  What do you want to tell me about staying at a friend's house to review poetry papers! Who do you think you are, a person who has read poetry and books, what do you think"

    With his sharp ears, Luo Yuanqiu heard the scholar next door say: " Madam, I was wrong, please spare me this time, or next time, I will be struck by lightning!"

    The scholar's wife sobbed and cried: "What's the use of such a curse? I have been married to you for so many years, served my parents-in-law, raised children, and stayed in my hometown for ten years. What do I want? Is just that you can pass the Jinshi examination  , it¡¯s just an official position! But what have you been doing every day since I came to Beijing? You don¡¯t study at home, you play outside all day long, and you are about to take the exam, youwhat do you want me to say! "

    Luo Yuanqiu was so absorbed in listening that he wished he could take off his ears and throw them into someone's yard so that he could listen more carefully.  Putting her ear against the wall, she heard another burst of sobs. The scholar muttered a series of words, making sure of this and that. His posture made him wish for thunder to fall on the courtyard immediately, so that his sincerity could be fulfilled.

    Luo Yuanqiu raised his head and glanced at the sky, thinking that it was not easy to attract thunder when it snowed, so he had better wait for a better day and let the scholar see what a bolt from the blue is.

    The crying gradually weakened, and the scholar lady said again: "Get up, don't kneel down, the ground is cold What does this sound like? Get up, get up quickly!"

    It turned out that this was half the story?, this flower forced to stay by magic is just a fool's trick. If an outsider comes into the house, the flower will wither immediately and return to its proper appearance.

    As time goes by, the floating world is like a flower, and its appearance has not changed even after one year of glory.  It seems to have changed, but it seems that nothing has changed.  Luo Yuanqiu closed his eyes, buried his face in the soft quilt, and stopped looking at the flowers by the window.

    She fell asleep with the chirping of birds in the deep mountains. She lay on the old tree behind the lecture hall and took a nap in the warm spring sun. She vaguely heard the conversation between her master and her junior brothers and sisters.  Afraid that her junior brother would complain again, she stood up from the tree trunk and couldn't help but listen carefully.

    At this time, the mountains are far away, the clouds are rolling in, and it is sunny for a while.

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