Many times, she sat on the old swing table in the garden, her head rested on the rough rope, her toes pointed to the ground, then gently swayed.At that time, the sun like water gently poured down, gently made her feel that this world was so peaceful, the years went by quietly, making her sometimes forget why she came to this place.But in the end, she still couldn't forget, when sitting at the same table, she immediately remembered the old stories, she silently looked at the new son-in-law of Guun, as if she wanted to see deeply into his thoughts.Lady Guun returned home, her face was covered, the auditorium opened its doors to the banquet, red silk lanterns still hung high on the eaves, in the blue-violet darkness, a dreamy red spot.Young master Guun has not yet had a government house, so she, as a concubine, can also participate in the drinking party, standing quietly to one side, she has never seen a solemn banquet in a rich family.Suddenly, her heart pounded, she saw the new br

"No need." He said nonchalantly, "My handkerchief is still there"Handkerchief?" She thought for a moment, suddenly blushing, and stammering a little, "I, I lost ..."He didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly, as if there were deep thoughts in his eyes.She quickly lowered her head, hesitantly said: "I will buy a new one and give it back to you.""Forget it, I'm still here." He turned to leave, walked a few steps, turned back, smiled and said: "Hang the lantern here, it looks very nice."She raised her head to follow his gaze, the lantern gently swaying, under the vague darkness, it became even more brilliant.The next day, after having dinner, the old man mentioned his marriage again, and everyone enthusiastically responded.She sat next to him and ate rice, bit by bit into her mouth, this strange melancholy feeling, even she didn't know why."The second lady of the Hie family is not bad either!" Someone suggested, "There's nothing wrong with holding a sketchbook."Someone r

It's just that along the way, she is always thinking, but thinking what, she can't say it, just feels confused.She remembers when he was on the mountain, he and Mu Gan, the husband of the small landscape, sat together under a tree in the courtyard drinking tea, the two men both had bright, humble faces, gentle and calm smiles. The autumn day light penetrated through the sparse cornfields, little by little illuminating their jet-black hair, shining golden.She and the miniature sat under the window in the room, she glanced at him outside, then took the miniature's embroidery table.The embroidery pattern of the miniature is also not the same as hers, the miniature is making children's clothes, the upper side is embroidered with a picture of a bird flower in bright colors, the needle is clumsy but lovely.When she saw it, she couldn't help but smile: "So cute.""You can also embroider." The small landscape next to him smiled, "The son of you and Guun big brother, must be very pretty."

She froze: "You said you were scared, isn't it because of the small scene?""Little scene is just a friend, she still has A Nie to take care of." He smiled slightly, "But . . . she's not the same."He didn't say anything more, just looked at her, his pupils black and shiny, like a bottomless lagoon.But, such a deep lake, slowly, warmly, gently enveloped her heart.Her fingertips and his trembling slightly, she slowly reached her free hand over it, hers and hiss together."Can you not marry the real family?" She looked at him, softly said: "If that's the case, I will be uncomfortable."After giving up on the fate team, they stayed at the town's inn to rest for a few days, then set off again.The carriage drove very slowly on the main road, because having just experienced such a shocking incident, he and she were both tired, tired in body, tired in mind.He leaned against the wall of the car and closed his eyes to relax, she rested her head on his shoulder, between her eyebrows a faint

Sweet Pea Guun, a horse familiar with the old way, came to a gravestone, on the tombstone was a gentle smiling old man, under the tombstone was a damaged baseball.Sweet Pea Guun squatted down, bringing the bouquet of daisies down beside her, her fingertips reaching out to lightly touch the baseball.Sweet Pea Guun laughs, next time I change it, I will change it to a new ball, otherwise the family will not be happy.Jack Asme is a local Sweet Pea Guun, when he was three years old, his father - Maria Linda threw it to Guun's family. On the surface, saying that in order to train him, in fact, he didn't want him to stay at home, robbing Lanie Era's attention.That year, the year Sweet Pea Guun studied high school, the family member died of illness, and was brought back to city A by Maria Linda.The last time I returned, it was the anniversary of the year of the Guun family. Sweet Pea Guun stayed beside the tombstone for a long time, waited until the sun fell to the west, the weak light f