When the gardenia blossoms, my sister gets married. My sister is more beautiful than usual in her wedding dress. Black sideburns, blushing face and drooping eyes are really unspeakable. Look at that brother-in-law who is drinking with guests outside the house. He has fine features and a bright smile, and the tall glass can't hide his heroism. I know he is a great hero in the world. He is not only good at martial arts, but also can lead troops to fight. No, I took my sister away as soon as I came to our city of Anhui. He also said that he would betroth me to his sworn brother Zhou Yu. Perhaps, it is only natural that a beautiful woman should be a hero. However, a peerless beauty like my sister can't always leave her brother-in-law at home. This is an eventful autumn, and men are busy fighting. The bones were bare in the field, and there was no one among them, and there was no crowing. A horse has a man's head hanging in front and a woman on its back. I really don't understand. What's the advantage of beating around like this? Even if one day, it can dominate the Central Plains, but what can it do? Every time I go to my sister's house, my brother-in-law is not there. My sister frowned, and there was a faint uneasiness on her beautiful face. I know she is worried about her brother-in-law. Outside the window, colorful flowers are in full bloom, but inside the room, it is a bleak scene. ..... 3 clap your hands, clap your hands, clap your hands ... It's the season of gardenia fragrance again. Outside the garden, the smell of gardenia is everywhere. The firecrackers in the yard beat on my eardrum, but they couldn't hide my drumming heartbeat. What will he look like? Will it be like a brother-in-law -I'm getting married, too, with my brother-in-law's sworn brother Zhou Yu. That year, I was sixteen. He is nothing like his brother-in-law. Brother-in-law is heroic and straightforward, just like a towering iron tower, and he, with a feather fan and a black silk scarf, is gentle and honest, just like a Yushu fluttering in the wind. But they are so similar, and their postures are generally heroic. He is only twenty-four years old, but he is already the commander-in-chief of Wu Dongshui Army. Many years later, someone asked me if I would regret marrying him. I just smiled gently and didn't speak. Twelve years is not too long, but it is enough to remember for a lifetime. His eyes are black and bright. He often looks at me affectionately, his eyes are full of tenderness, and I, under his affectionate gaze, slowly melt. I like to watch him laugh. When he smiles, he will show a beautiful little tiger tooth. This makes his smile like the winter sun, warm and cold. His lips are soft, just like a pillow made of gardenia petals by his mother when he was a child, and it seems to have the smell of gardenia. Every time he gently holds me in his arms, his gentle lips stick to my ear and say, "Little Joe, that's very kind of you!" " "I can't help but think of the tall gardenia tree in my hometown yard. When the flowers bloom, we linger under the tree, and the soft petals always brush my face gently. He is a military commander, but he is proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting. He always praises me for being smart, but he is really smart. I don't know how he knows so many things. It is said that the third son of Prime Minister Cao is a handsome man. A very talented person, I think he is the same, right? More importantly, "This song is wrong, but Zhou Lang cares". It is said that once there was a banquet in the palace, the musician accidentally played the wrong place, and he immediately heard it. Therefore, some girls who played the piano often deliberately played wrong, just to make him laugh. " I want Zhou Lang to be careful about the notes she accidentally touches wrong, Zhou Lang and Zhou Lang, and not to disappoint people. "I laughed at him. He smiled and then said seriously, "Little Joe, do you know that you are the only one in my heart?" I was a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject. In the eyes of my brother-in-law, he is "a very skilled man", but in my eyes, he is just my Zhou Lang. Whether he is a star or a cloth, as long as he has me in his heart and I have him in my heart, that's enough. Although he has a long reputation, he has an excellent temper. Some people say that he is "generous", which is true. I have never seen him lose his temper with anyone, not even a servant. For me, it's almost connivance. He often says, "Little Joe, I really wronged you. Because of my busy work, I can't stay at home with you often. You won't blame me, will you? " I always smile, "how come, you did it for the country." "Of course I don't blame him. He has his mind and ambition, what's more, Dongwu really needs him, needs him to take charge of the overall situation, needs him to conquer all directions ... and I, just a boudoir woman, how can I ruin Dongwu's great cause for me? As long as he can come back safely and laugh with me, what is my grievance? I am just worried about him. He is getting busier and busier, always coming and going in a hurry. When I am lonely, I will go to my sister. Sister, my poor sister, is she lonelier than me? -Brother-in-law died at the age of 26 and died of vendetta. My sister is still beautiful, but her beautiful face is always full of sadness. Flowers bloom and fall, year after year ... it seems that such beautiful flowers, how can they be found everywhere as time goes by? My sister often plays the piano. The sound of the piano is so deep and sad that I always cry when I listen to it. It turns out that there is such affection on the strings. Slowly, I also fell in love with playing the piano. In the sound of the piano, he is no longer a famous performer in Wu Dong, and he doesn't have to come and go in a hurry. In the sound of the piano, he seemed to be beside me, whispering to me. Accompanied by the sound of the piano, we returned to our hometown together. My hometown is still beautiful, the rouge well is still crystal clear, and the tall gardenia trees are still lush ... gardenia tree, your hometown, do you still remember the two sisters wandering at your feet? 8 "Help the piano to sing strings and send them to Qing merchants. Short songs cannot be long. The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west. I'm worried that I won't forget you, and I can't feel my clothes crying. "Suddenly, I looked up and he stood in front of me! I was pleasantly surprised and got up at once. He held me in his arms and gently wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes: "Xiao Qiao, why is your piano sound so sad?" "How can I trust you like this?" I shook my head and said nothing. He will go to Sanjiangkou tomorrow, and it may take several months to come back this time. There will be another war. Cao Cao's army went south, claiming to be a million soldiers and horses, and wanted to drink Ma Jiangdong. He also said that he would "take Er Qiao to the southeast, seize the day." . It was just a joke, but I didn't take it to heart. One day, there will be death. I just hope, my him, can be safe. "Joe, I understand your mind. But in this crisis, how can I, a seven-foot man, give up without a fight? I trust Fu Bo very much, and I dare not forget each other overnight! When I come back from a great victory and the situation is stable, I will go back to my hometown with you to live in seclusion. You wait for my good news! " Returning to China to live in seclusion? Really? My heart was filled with joy, but then I was at a loss. I remember that autumn afternoon, he was dancing sword in the garden. Dancing roses and singing. I heard it clearly. He sang, "My husband has made great contributions in his life. He has made great contributions in his life. Comfort my life, I will be drunk, I will be drunk, I will sing wildly ... ""Make meritorious deeds and comfort my life ",is he really willing to give up all this for me? We won. The strength was so great that we won. It is said that he was "a feather fan with a black scarf, laughing and being forced to death." This battle is really beautiful. I prepared his favorite wine early and looked forward to his early return every day. /kloc-0 0 He didn't come back. He said he would try to expand the victory, win Jingzhou, give up, and then ... he never came back. I haven't even seen him for the last time. Some people say that he sighed before he died: "If he was born in, how can he be bright!" He also said that he was angry with Zhuge Liang. I don't believe it. I don't believe it. With his broad mind and elegant bearing, how could he die of popularity? This must have been arranged by those kind people. I hate, hate those boring people, and I have to arrange him like this when everyone else has left. Only I know that he is exhausted. Over the years, I stayed up all night and worked hard for Wu Dong ... Zhou Lang, you gave yourself to your country and people, but after your death, you ended up with such a result. If you knew from spring, would you feel chilling? No, you've always been free and easy, but you don't care about the gossip of those little people. However, Zhou Lang and Zhou Lang, you can ignore the right and wrong behind you, but do you really have the heart to leave me and your favorite Joe? 1 1 When the sun sets, everything is empty and prosperous. He really left. Leave me alone, and this boundless darkness and sadness. Sister, I'm just like you. Murphy, is this our life? 12 drops of acacia blood and tears cast red beans, and spring flowers bloom all over the building. In the rhombic mirror, beauty is still like a flower. However, without the person you love, there is only loneliness and quiet blooming.
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