Heartburn

In the room, I was sitting on the round table with her; she habitually silent, and I didn't know how to open, a little, atmosphere.

At this time, the knock on the small two knocks, and finally broke the silence between us - I quickly shouted.

Just saw the dish of her tray, I came in, while I used our cabbage, I introduced the road: "This is the special dish of this shop - winning money, rich shrimp, auspicious elbow, Deke Duck ..."

"The name is a festive." I looked at the dishes on the face, but it was all greasy, the appetite did not cause halfway, see that Xiao Erxou recommended, not so disappointing, so the topic, " By the way, what is the play of this Ze Changcheng? "

"Hey, that is the sea," I want to come to the silver to reward the silver, and the store is young and I will answer me. "If you are not asking, the little thought is that the two is specially Wendu Poetry is coming. "

"Poetry? It seems to be very interesting ... You and I will listen." I have been hooked up with a bit of interest - this so-called poetry, it is a group of readers who gather together to exchange creation, mutual appreciation. ?

I don't know how the big poetry songs I have learned from the famous books I have learned before?

"Look at the two is from the field, it is no wonder," "The store smiled and wiped the table, and the eyes of the eyebrows took a few points and proud." This article is the poetry of this article is our Zechang City. Traditionally, every year, please, the most knowledgeable talents, that is, a one-class cultural event, this is the last day of the poetry, if you missed, unfortunately ... small feelings you. Looking like a reading person, you may wish to make a lively, "said here, the smile in her mouth has taken a few points, but it brings out a slap in the eyes." - Xiao Si also heard, this poetry Reward, than in the past, the talented women, the talented women are also more than in previous years, they have squeezed their heads to fight for a squad! "

"Okay, let's go first." Seeing her, the more it is, the more it is, and Jiang is impatiently waving, and she happened.

And I lifted chopsticks, facing a table of greasy dishes, but there was no way.

"How, the dish is not obeyed?" Jiang scoundled that I didn't think about the chopsticks, I wrinkled and frowning. "I let them withdraw a batch."

"Don't!" I quickly stopped, trying to convince her to disappear about the thoughts of these dishes. "I am just not hungry ... Oh, it's better to go to the poem for a while?"

She didn't care, chopsticks referred to the dishes in front of us, and they can't say doubt: "Yes, but waiting for the east."

"... Ok." I didn't want to clip a chopstick. I looked the most lightweight lucky fish, I had a hard score.

Under the metastatus of Jiangsu, I gave the indicator of her, and I only felt that I didn't even have the strength of the gorgeous.

At this time, I suddenly felt the taste - shouldn't this be what she really destination?

Teach me to take advantage of it, just want to sleep, never let go of what poetry.

No, I can't have her way, say anything to see ... I have a steepness of my heart, and I am not willing to teach her light.

Not only there is a good winner, but more still wants her to understand: I don't have any words that must be treated, but it is not a person who is easy to give up.

As my heart, someone, no way - unfortunately, I don't know when I can teach her ... I am afraid, there is no chance.

"Does the East still plan to go to the poem?" With the Qing tea, she walked, she wiped the lips, and she did not carefully, and the play of the mouth was not obscured.

"Nature is going to go." I spit out the tea in the mouth, I licked the stomach, and biting his teeth.

"Is it really true?" She picked her eyebrows and glanced.

"Fruit!" Sterilely avoided her line of sight, I insisted on.

"Affirmation?" She eventually made a finger, glanced at the bronze mirror in the corner, and organized her own clothes.

"Affirm!" Put her back, I almost doubt that the bad laugh is not the cold, such as the snow, is it? When I don't know, I was also changed to change the core?

"That's good, this will be left." Just when I was scared by my own guess, I saw her pushing the door, turning back to me - the eyes are quiet as water, the expression is indifferent, one In an instant, it recovered to the ice beauty that taught me.

Looking at her change, I am sighed in my heart, and I will follow it in my heart.

When the short of the afternoon is a poisonous time, plus just the food is full, I only feel that I am so sleel, I am going to walk forward; I haven't taken a few steps, the arm is held up, and the side looks Go, it is the exquisite side face of ginger.

It was unloaded by her, so it was really a lot, I was in my heart, I could only control the arc of the corner of the mouth, and put it concentrated on the scenery of the street, Yu Guang Staring at her into the fans.

When I was angry with this person, I saw that she was slightly eyebrow, whispered: "It is."

"What is it?" I looked along with her eyes, and I was a hill-hill sea, and the three layers of the three layers were strict and strict.

I barely saw the four words "Wen Du Po" on the plaque - I can't think of it, this poem is far more than my expectation, and the store is not empty.

Just, so many people are in front of the door, how do we go in?

At this time, I listened to someone to drag the tone shout: "I will see it quickly! Fu Gong is coming!"

"Fu Gongzi? Who?" It's unknown, the bystander asked, I am also a little curious, turning the head waiting for her answer.

"It is the long son of the Hall of the Master, and people call the first talents of the world." "The people who know the people are proud of the way, and the situation is also the first talent.

Fuge Lao Fu Shugo?

I remember that she is most eye-catching with the old officials of King, and the eunuchs who have returned to the table in front of them are from her door.

As an emperor, it is also the first of the most reliable literary officials of Yan Xiqing; her son, I don't know if I have seen me, will I recognize me?

Think of this, I can't let go of the drum in my heart.

I saw him in a long time, I came here with a few young women, and I couldn't see the same appearance, but I saw it from the time of walking. It is quite a calm. The wind - however, look at a man is so quiet and elegant, my heart is always a little awkward.

Unexpectedly, the popularity of this Fu Gong is so high, and people who waited outside the hospital did not avoid it. I took a road for him, just silently stood in the same place, and I became the one of the cranes. exception.

The latter people want to see his style, the people in front will not be able to compromise, under the push, I became the pool of the pool, and rushed forward, if it was not ginger, it is fast. I have to protect me, I almost hit the Fu Gongzi - I feel that I am stunned, I can't break away, I want to escape this thoughtful imprisonment, but my heart is greedy. I hope for a long time, and some more ...

Until the Fu Mon, a group of people, I didn't have to pay attention to a lot of attention, and I was full of attention.

"You are also coming to participate in this poem? Can you have invitations?" The woman who dressed in the door nodded his head and greeted the Fu Miyi. He looked back and saw that I and Jiang Ji stood at the location of the door, so Asked asked.

"Please don't leave." I looked at the embrace of ginger, all the clothes, shake your head against the tube - the little two did not say that the invitation was needed.

However, I am not going to go in now.

It is about to pull ginger and turn around, just listen to the sudden saying: "and slow! This lady, the eye, I don't know this jade ..."

"Well? Yu ? Do you say this?" I remembered this is that Yan Yan is leaving in the bag. At that time, I thought it was decorative, and I didn't care, I hanged it. Is this inconspicuous? What is Yuxi?

She fixedly detailed the jade, the eyes of the eyes, the attitude towards us immediately changed: "I don't know if you are driving, there is a loss, hope to hope for guilty! You please!"

"Oh?" I am unclear, I looked at Jiang Ji, she shook her head, said that she didn't know how to work - then, do you want to go?

Walking around, everyone looks at us, those who don't go in, I am almost imagined. If I don't know how to reject it, I am afraid that I want to give these people's sputum to drown.

Anyway, it is already coming, it is better to meet the curiosity and then go.

As for the Fu Gong, as a man who did not have a pavilion, he never throws his head - even if he knew me, as long as I hide in the corner of the crowd, I couldn't find it.

Turning his face, asked Jiang Jiang, she returned a "free" eye.

Ideal my mind, I nodded at the point of mind: "Let's go."

Top behind the people behind him, under the guidance of the people, we walked into the yard and visited along the road.

Unlike simple outside, this courtyard is unique; the underwater is covered with poetry murals, and the court is full of odd flowers, walking in it, don't have a literati unique. .

I don't have a few steps, and the drifting takes us into the small courtyard of the flowers.

I carefully smell, in addition to a variety of or rich or clear flowers, but also fluttering a faint smoked fragrant; side ears, there seems to be a piano sound, and it seems that someone is incurring the piano.

The sound of the piano is temporarily, some people have a song, some people applaud, talk room, and see the active pole of the atmosphere.

In the mind, I couldn't think of some kind of self-sufficient literati, who was used to a fludtrities when I got, and there were some hesitated. If I saw anything, what should I do?