When you can carry water and chop wood for me, I will leave you, and I will atone for my sins. I turn into this city. Imu, you know. January 1, 2008 19:52 Reply Pipa Sigh/Shuiyu Drinking Fog Fairy Dance Lingyu First floor When I was a child, my mother held my little hand, hugged me and taught me to play the lute. The sound of the piano is intermittent, clear and pleasant. But the tough and sharp strings cut the tender fingers, and the blood fell on the strings. I was so frightened that I overthrew the lute, hugged my mother and cried loudly. Niang sighed, this white jade lute was originally an auspicious thing, who would have thought it would be so unlucky! Said, put down the shivering me, pick up the broken jade skeleton. The bright red drops of blood, like a ghostly nightmare, have no reason to chill. Niang is an intelligent and mysterious woman, playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She was dressed in a snow-colored suit, with a lazy bun, and often played the lute gently in the place where the pear blossoms were flying, which was beautiful and beautiful. The servant was amazed, and the father was even more infatuated. Ni Chang and I played in the backyard, I picked up the snow, showing off and said, Dad said, my mother is as beautiful as snow! Ni Chang disapprovingly, curl mouth way, but my mother said, your mother is a bitch. You're talking nonsense! I pushed Ni Chang down. At the beginning of spring, my father went to Dali to do business. Niang occasionally caught a cold and was ill in bed. One day, the aunt visited, smiling and full of concern. After she left, there was a multicolored enamel bottle beside her pillow. It was empty, with a thin neck and a faint fragrance, just like the fragrance in her mouth. I threw myself on my mother and asked her what she had eaten. Mother only trembled and stroked my face, sobbing, unable to speak. Suddenly,Nero Marquina Marble Slab, Niang twitched in pain and blood burst from her mouth. After a while, I lost my breath. Mother! Mother, what's wrong with you? I was too frightened to come near and touch her face. That night, dark clouds, lightning and thunder, a tree of pear blossoms, swaying and falling, flying like snow. After that, I was no longer afraid of the lute. Play, pluck, cut and rub every day, such as picking up the lost edge. Just eyebrows and eyes, indifferent from now on. Eight years later,Porcelain Marble Slabs, I recast the white jade lute. The craftsman handed the jade lute to me, and Ni Chang suddenly rushed in. The pink shirt bumped lightly, my hand shook, and I couldn't help exclaiming that the newly carved lute had fallen into the stove. Push Ni Chang, pick up, so the whole body of the white jade lute, burning a little bright red, branded in the Qin eyebrow. Shocking enchanting, but like the cuckoo crying blood, no reason for the heartache. I looked back deeply at Ni Chang. She lowered her head, her eyes twinkled, and her lips were tight. She dared not look at me. My name is Xue Chan. I am cold and arrogant, but I have the color of a beautiful city. He is a talented person who is familiar with music, especially the pipa. Father married more than a dozen, Ni Chang is the daughter of the aunt. She smiled and danced her sleeves, and her graceful body was like a smart snake, charming and infinite. The wind is cold and the dusk is dark. I put down an ingot of gold, put on a snowy fox fur coat, pushed the door, and the snowflakes rustled on my face. Ni Chang hugged the lute tightly and asked, "Sister, can this jade lute hide a mystery?"? I stroke the strings, the sound of the harp is sad and clear, and I smile bitterly. It's just an instrument for people to play with. How can there be a mystery? Sneak attack of the cold wind, but accidentally wet the eyes. To Baqiao, the road was slippery, Agate Slabs For Sale ,White Marble Slabs, Ni Chang stumbled, and the jade lute almost fell to the ground. My heart is hanging, but there is a pair of hands behind me to catch the lute. I was so surprised that I grabbed the harp and hugged it tightly, just about to thank it. Look up, but it is a thin face, Shumei, Qingzhan eyes flowing poetry. I felt a slight shock in my heart, what a pair of affectionate eyes! He looked at the lute, and Han said with a smile, "Miss, this lute is rare!"! Although the whole body is white, the eyebrows are a little bright red, but there is Du Yu vomiting blood! My heart fluttered, and he was able to read the piano. He took his leave, and his back was extremely elegant. Just a commoner, which is worthy of my sister to look around like this? Ni Chang covered his lips and chuckled. I pretend to be indifferent, but I have a deep affinity with my eyes. Snowflakes, still can not help but look back, the white shirt and snow into one, gradually away. The heart warms up without a clue. 2008-1-22 22:06 Reply Drink the fog fairy Dance Lingyu 2nd floor Therefore, I also love to play with the face in front of the bronze mirror, draw eyebrows and wipe lips, Qingli Qingcheng. Just to meet the white peak every day, inadvertently look back, leaving a glimpse of startled swan. Ni Chang also struggled to dance, Luo skirt flying, gorgeous as snow flowers, colorless heaven and earth. Just often, the white peak is only for my look back, frustrated and fascinated. Looking at his reddish cheeks and soul-stirring eyes, I had the feeling of being trapped in a whirlpool. Although there is an engagement in the body, but when love, they can not help themselves. On that day, I was enjoying the snow and wanted to pick pear blossoms, but I fell down carelessly. He passed by and leaned over to answer it. Four eyes face each other, the warmth of his palm is penetrating Luo, a burst of transmission into my body. The world is silent. I didn't move, he didn't move. So, this time, let us fall in love regardless of everything. Dad flew into a rage when he learned about it, and the sisters were like picking up jokes. Aunt was even more contemptuous and threatened to drive Bai Feng out of Xuefu. Only Ni Chang bowed his head and said nothing, feeling sad to himself. But I have not care so much, take the soft and jade lute, follow the white peak to escape overnight. Bai Feng pinches my fingertips, Chan, I will make you happy! Shumei clangorous, the end of time, escape frame? Warm spring is coming, and the pear blossoms of that night are as numerous as snow, flying down in a mysterious way. It's just a closed back door, and it's open. It's Ni Chang. In the darkness, she hugged me from behind, sister, take care! My heart felt like ice, and my tears welled up. Small bridges, flowing water and fresh willows. Another world! We fled to Jiangnan. Two humble rooms, a barren garden, the heart has been contented. He burns the midnight oil while I do the housework. Only occasionally touch the string, unexpectedly found onion tip jade finger, rough a lot, miss the family, miss the mother, can not help but shed tears. Bai Feng was aware of it, took my hand and kissed the dry crack. Tears, over the wound, slightly astringent but sweet. Chaner, I will pass the examination and make you as comfortable as before. I smiled and sucked his warm tears. I am your wife, for you, I am willing. Summer Solstice, he went to Beijing to take the exam. One step, three reviews. But he never came back. It has been three years since we met again. 2008-1-22 22:07 Reply Drink the fog fairy Dance Lingyu Third floor Luo tent, red candle, wine, laughter and smoke. I'm dressed in red. Pear, curved neck, snowy celulo, gently pluck four strings, clear and smooth. To pour, knock rub, the sound of the piano cut,Grey Marble Slab, such as heart and lung fear crack, pain. At the end of the song, I looked up and surprised the audience. It's just that the drop of bright red on the jade lute makes my heart sour and painful. forustone.com