Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 547

Yanjing is as prosperous as before, and tonight is even more bright like fireworks.

However, in front of the bright moon in the sky, under the vast starry sky, it is just a little firefly, as insignificant as a grain of sand.

"I really want to live tens of thousands of years longer, and see what Twelve can bring back from the starry sky." Sitting in the yard, Mrs. Wen looked up at the deep starry sky covered by the moonlight.

"I didn't know the moon when I was young, and I called it a white jade plate. I also doubted the Yaotai mirror, flying in the blue clouds..." There was such a post in Shisan's circle of friends, and the old lady saw it.

At that time, the sky was covered by dark clouds and she was busy, so the old lady didn't feel much.

Tonight, at this moment, the old lady was deeply moved by that poem.

It turns out that people are all similar, independent yet closely connected.

Today I learned that Liu Yueyue met Shisan in the past, and when they were on vacation together, the old lady reminded Shisan vaguely that the sisters of the Liu family who lack everything are very likely to prefer nothing, but it seems that they have everything Yang Fan.

Thirteen didn't respond positively to the old lady's reminder, and only sent her a few words, to be precise, a poem.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Success or failure turned empty.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The white-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu used to watch autumn and spring.

A jug of muddy wine meets together.

How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes. "

After reading it, the old lady decided not to worry about her granddaughter's major life events anymore, like drinking water and knowing how warm it is.

Only the granddaughter knows how to be happy in her granddaughter's life, and outsiders are dictating, just like a clown.

"The waves wipe out the heroes, success or failure turns to nothing, so many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes... It's really funny, it's thousands of years ahead of me, an old bone." The granddaughter didn't say that the poem came from Where did it come from, but the old lady knew that there was no one else but Yang Fan.

The Eternals are really powerful. Their perception of life can deceive themselves and others. The key is that they know they are deceived and are willing to do so.

The older you get, the longer the night seems to be, the old lady stood up from the tea table,

The tea table is exquisite, and the pavilion is covered with four fields. It can draw running water, wash the tea set, and boil water to make tea.

The sisters of the Liu family once made tea for her here. At that time, after the two sisters bathed and changed their clothes, they were dressed in phoenix crowns, and a pot of sweet spring full of beauty and wisdom was born in the flowing water.

In that case, drinking tea is no longer purely drinking water, but drinking skills, as well as being pleasing to the eye, a state of mind.

The noise at the beginning has gone away, and now the old lady is alone, and her children and grandchildren have gone to play during the long vacation. No one is with her, and she is not willing to accompany her, because she is too strong and cold-blooded.

Only during festivals, children and grandchildren will have to come to accompany her and show filial piety.

While I was making tea, a message came from my phone.

The old lady quickly put down the work in hand, she has been waiting for news from Hailing.

Yang Qianli hosted a banquet for Yang Fan and his party, and everyone in Yanjing circle knew about it.

The news that came was a group message. When the old lady opened the group, Aite's news had already been uploaded, and what she saw was the news of several big shots.

"Is it a painting?"

"What are the words written in the painting? My eyes are struggling to see. Whoever has good eyes can type them out."

"Don't worry, don't worry, my granddaughter has good eyesight, I'm asking her to copy it down, and it will be fine soon... I have to say, another surprise, not inferior to any words written by Xiao Yang before."

The old lady found Aite's own information. It was a photo. In the photo was a writing board. There were many words on the writing board, which were irregularly distributed and interspersed in the immature paintings.

The old lady has good eyesight. Putting on reading glasses and zooming in on the photo, she quickly saw the words carefully avoiding children's pictures.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven. I want to go home by the wind, but I am afraid that the high place will be too cold. Dance to understand the shadow, why is it like in the world."

The old lady's hands trembled slightly, and she looked up at the starry sky.

People today already know that there is no palace above the moon, but who knows if there is a heaven on the other side of the deep space or in another space.

"Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, the low-lying household, and sleepless nights. There should be no hatred. What is the long-term relationship? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. "

Ten Mile Silver Beach.

Looking at the writing board, Yang Qianli blushed at first, but when he saw the last sentence, his eyes also turned red.

It was not because he could see the birth of "Water Melody Getou When Will the Moon Come" with his own eyes, nor was it because he was in the painting, but because he remembered his long-dead wife Xi Hongchan.

Although the current wife is younger and more beautiful, she did not marry him from the beginning of pure love. Even now, the relationship between the two is only maintained because of fame and fortune and the existence of children.

Yang Fan said that this poem has been suppressed for 2000 years, but to Yang Qianli, it is unparalleled, unique and irreplaceable.

"Water Tune Getou When Will the Moon Come" not only blends the scenery, but also incorporates Yang Qianli's state of mind, and even vaguely writes his relationship with his wife.

Yang Qianli and his current wife's eldest son, Yang Wudi, also came tonight. He savored "Water Tune Getou·When Will the Moon Come" carefully, and then fell into deep thought.

He naturally knew that his father was married twice. His first wife passed away, so he married his mother and gave birth to him and his sister.

Originally, my father wanted my mother to come with me today, but my mother didn't want to, so I ran back to my hometown for a wedding.

Yang Wudi has grown up, he can tell whether his parents' relationship is good or not.

Especially seeing that his father was silent and his eyes were flushed now, he was even more sure that his father still wanted to get a wife.

It may be like that although he has made a new girlfriend, he will always think of his first girlfriend, Yang Wudi thinks so.

Aunt Thirteen carefully savored "When Will the Bright Moon Come?" It is a new work, and I have never heard of Yang Fan writing this poem before.

Having a boyfriend who surprises me from time to time is an added bonus.

I heard that men like the new and dislike the old, and a man who can maintain long-term enthusiasm for his woman is hard to come by.

Yang Fan can't do it for a lifetime, but he knows how to manage relationships.

All the travel and enthusiasm will eventually return to life.

The essence of life is mediocrity, passion and enthusiasm require too much energy, trapeze players can only shine in a limited few years, and then they have to retire.

"Partial!" Liu Qianqian was happy in her heart, but on the face she showed a very unhappy look to her sister.

Liu Yueyue was complacent, and when she heard her sister's words, she quickly pulled her aside: "Didn't Yang Fan have Xianyun's trick in the past, and the flying star passed on hatred to you?"

"That's not as much as yours, not as good as yours." Liu Qianqian said.

Liu Yueyue comforted: "The main reason is that your name is quite special, so it's not easy to get it right. If you want to blame it, blame the person who gave you the name."

Liu Qianqian snorted twice, the names of the two sisters were given by Liu Ma, who would dare to say it?

In the group of bigwigs in the Yanjing circle.

"Are we seeing the same moon?"

"This poem makes me feel that the moon over Hailing Island is different from what we see in Yanjing."

"It's extremely cold at high places, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny days... The words describe life, and the sentiments of life are everywhere. The artistic conception is too high."

"When I was young, if I had this realm, I might not have the time to do my current job. I am too busy dealing with many admirers, haha."

"If you think about it this way, it's no wonder that Sister Wen's grandson-in-law is unwilling to pursue an official career and doesn't have so much energy. Young people are very addicted to love."

Hailing Island.

After finishing the inscription, Yang Fan and his party went back.

After drinking and eating, after finishing the etiquette, the rest of the time belongs to them. They don't have to eat, drink and have fun with the boss anymore. The group of people start a free and happy vacation.

After returning, on the big balcony of the hotel, Yang Fan and his group hadn't planned to go to sleep, they were sitting and chatting, looking at the Ten Mile Silver Beach under the moonlight.

Guoguo suddenly asked Yang Fan: "Father, what is love?"

(End of this chapter)