Chapter 611
Yunying
Chapter 611 Yunying
While we were talking, we had already arrived at Xiao Taoyuan.
In fact, Xiaotaoyuan is not the destination at all. The most important thing is that the two of them get along together. How can the scenery along the way be worse than Xiaotaoyuan?
Li Zhuangsheng took a photo of Hu Mengdie. Hu Mengdie was standing in the shade of peach blossoms, her white dress as white as snow and her face full of smiles.
"I feel like there aren't a lot of peach blossoms here. I wonder what the real Peach Blossom Spring looks like."
Perhaps she was a little tired. Hu Mengdie sat on a bench to rest and sighed slightly, with a hint of melancholy in her tone.
"I haven't seen it either. I also want to see peach blossoms all over the mountains." Li Zhuangsheng also sighed softly.
It is a few hundred steps along the banks, with no trees in the middle, fresh grass and colorful fallen petals. It is the Peach Blossom Spring, the spiritual Canaan of the Chinese people.
"If you really want to live in seclusion one day, remember to tell me." Hu Mengdie suddenly said.
"Ok?"
"I also want to live in seclusion...it would be nice if there was a place where no one was."
Li Zhuangsheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "You are just a small hermit. A big hermit is hidden in the city. It's not good at all. There are no hospitals, no supermarkets, no takeaways... It's very inconvenient!"
"Right."
Hu Mengdie smiled.
The two of them sat on the bench in silence, leaving about enough space for one person between them.
After a long time, Hu Mengdie blinked and said, "I feel like you're not in a good mental state. Do you want me to become like your ex-wife?"
"...You are actually her." Li Zhuangsheng said.
Li Zhuangsheng instinctively wanted to laugh dryly to fool people, but he couldn't laugh at this moment.
Just now, when he was taking photos of Hu Mengdie, he thought of her unconsciously. When she was around, Li Zhuangsheng hoped that she would stay away from him, but now that she is gone, he feels ashamed and misses her. He feels ashamed of his excessive attitude towards her and misses her kindness.
No matter how wonderful the living are, how can they compare to the dead?
"In this door on this day last year, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's redness. I don't know where the human face has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze." Hu Mengdie's voice was inexplicable.
"…The poem inscribed on the red leaves was written by an immortal, the dream of peach blossoms and human faces is about to end. Wei Sheng embraced the pillar and sank into the water in vain, where is the blue bridge where the cold moon is seen." said Li Zhuangsheng.
"Who wrote this?"
"I wrote it when I was in junior high school. So many years have passed, but I can still remember it." Li Zhuangsheng smiled.
He wrote a lot of poems when he was in his chuunibyou period, but later in high school he became obsessed with the second dimension and wrote less poems. Later, his poetry notebook was mistakenly sold by Chen Lanying, and he often regretted it. Fortunately, he was careful this time and specifically reminded her. However, he only flipped through the old poetry collection once, and he almost scratched his eyes out of embarrassment. So, like his QQ space, he completely sealed it.
In short, this poem is about the illusion of love, the poem written on the red leaves is just a fabrication of a charlatan, the story of the human face and peach blossoms is just a beautiful dream that is about to end, Weisheng, the drowned old bootlicker, lost his life in vain, and there are no cloud flowers on the Blue Bridge, only the cold moonlight.
Of course, this does not mean that Li Zhuangsheng was precocious and had a high taste. It was just that he had the unique chuunibyou syndrome of "forcing sadness in order to write new poems". He secretly thought about love while pretending to be completely uninterested in love, and he thought it was very cool.
This is one of his most satisfying works. After writing it, he showed it to people everywhere, but unfortunately no one appreciated it, let alone saw the other meaning of the last two lines.
The story of Lanqiao is that there was a man named Pei Hang in the Tang Dynasty who loved a beautiful woman named Yunying. Yunying's grandmother made a promise with him that he would find a jade pestle and mortar within 100 days and then come to Lanqiao to marry her granddaughter. So Pei Hang spent all his family wealth and finally bought the jade pestle and mortar. The grandmother was moved by Pei Hang's trustworthiness, so Pei Hang pounded medicine for another 100 days and finally married Yunying. They took the magic medicine together and ascended to heaven.
The story of Wei Sheng is a complete tragedy. He made an appointment with a girl to meet under the bridge, but the girl never showed up and a flood broke out under the bridge. In order not to break his promise, Wei Sheng held onto the bridge pillar and refused to leave. As a result, he drowned. Later generations praised Wei Sheng for keeping his word. Later, there was a legend that the bridge was the Blue Bridge. Also at the Blue Bridge, Pei Hang married Yunying because of his trustworthiness, but Wei Sheng lost his life because of his trustworthiness. Li Zhuangsheng lamented that Pei Hang's story was no different from a fairy tale, and Wei Sheng's ending was realistic.
Licking a dog will lead to a bad death!
Li Zhuangsheng mentioned this poem at this time not only because Hu Mengdie mentioned the poem "Human Face and Peach Blossoms", but also because he thought of himself who was tempted by Hu Mengdie and pursued her, which was really the source of all his troubles.
Li Zhuangsheng still remembers that after seeing a beautiful woman during military training in his first year of high school, he looked up to the sky and sighed. He no longer said anything about the vanity of love, but secretly wrote a poem "Yi Jian Mei", which began: "The world is like smoke and a dream is broken. After Yunying left, the moon is cold on the Blue Bridge."
Yunying, oh Yunying, where are you?... You are just being horny.
Where is the Li Zhuangsheng who laughed at the vanity of love in junior high school? You can't walk when you see Yunying, right?
Bah, shameless! You killed three people!
Finally they parted, and Li Zhuangsheng and Hu Mengdie walked back to school.
"Then I'll go back first." Li Zhuangsheng smiled and rode on the electric scooter.
"Well, thank you."
"The flowers are actually quite beautiful," said Li Zhuangsheng.
"Yes, the flowers this year are more beautiful than last year." Hu Mengdie nodded.
Li Zhuangsheng was stunned. The following line of lyrics was: It’s a pity that the flowers will be better next year, but who will share them with me?
"Next year, you can ask Xiu Yu to go flower viewing with you, as well as Xie Jiangqing! It just so happens that they don't get along very well, you can help me mediate between them!" After Li Zhuangsheng finished speaking, he turned his head hurriedly, not daring to look at Hu Mengdie again, "Oh, by the way, I'll pack up your photos and send them to you when I get back!"
Hu Mengdie watched Li Zhuangsheng go away and smiled slightly.
Soon, soon.
Li Zhuangsheng returned to his residence at lightning speed. He turned on his computer, imported the photos from his phone, compressed them into a file package, and sent them all to Hu Mengdie.
"You and Hu Mengdie went out to play?" Li Xiuyu came over.
"No, I just walked around her school after I finished my work," said Li Zhuangsheng.
"Oh, you took a lot of pictures!"
"Please remove the word 'we'. She wanted to take a walk and asked me to take pictures of her. She just wanted a photographer!" Li Zhuangsheng argued.
"Isn't their school short of people who can take photos?" Li Xiuyu snorted softly.
Although she had that intention a little, she still felt that Li Zhuangsheng and Hu Mengdie were progressing a little too fast at this moment.
"Isn't this just a matter of convenience? Besides, they have helped me so much, I owe them a favor!"
Li Xiuyu glanced at Li Zhuangsheng with an inexplicable look. With her understanding of Li Zhuangsheng, she had already noticed the subtle change in his attitude towards Hu Mengdie.
Forget it, forget it. Actually, it’s nothing. It’s better than thinking about Zhu Zhixue every day.
Li Xiuyu glanced at her phone and saw the message Hu Mengdie had sent her ten minutes ago: [Sorry, I have to use your brother for a while today. Let's go to Jiming Temple together some other day. I can be your photographer.]
(End of this chapter)