Chapter 28 I would like to dance with him ([-])

"To the east of the Baishou River

long lovesickness endlessly
Looking at the sky, why don't you swing your sword to break the hatred
Carved cage blue silk heavy
The old friend snuggled up to Liu Mengzhong

Words choke, tears pour into the mist, tens of thousands of weight
Long song wild wind and cloud fantasy
The world of mortals is rolling and people gather and disperse

Frost's temples are full and the road is difficult when he comes back."

The sound without any accompaniment is clearer in the night sky, and the melancholy and melancholy in the lyrics are fully expressed.The girl's wide sleeves were swaying in the wind, and the corners of her lips were full of smiles.And the boy in white's gaze went from surprise to amazement to sinking, and finally only a series of confusion remained, as if he was intoxicated in this dream.

"Long song wild wind and cloud fantasy

The world of mortals is rolling and people gather and disperse

When Frost's temples come back, the road will be difficult..."

A difficult word lingers in my heart like a sigh.

In the depths of Taoyao, the young man in black sat with his knees hugged, listening to the qin song coming from the pavilion, and muttered softly: "The long song is crazy, the wind and clouds are changing, the world of mortals is rolling and people gather and disperse. The temples are full of frost, and the way back to the time It's already difficult. It turns out that it is a disaster for the country, sigh..."

'Sigh' for a long time, finally turned into a sigh.The red clothes flashed, and when I looked again, there was no one in the forest.

During the banquet, Nangong Cange held the girl's hand instead, looked directly at the indifferent girl in purple single clothes, too many complexities flashed through her clear eyes, and then became clear again in an instant.

"Can Ren'er tell me, what is the name of this poem?"

Shangguan Ren nodded, his eyes wandering.This lyric is not a lyric, but a song I have heard before, because I like the singer Ai Yan Kong Ming's singing, so I remembered the lyrics and singing.Thinking about it now, the past was like a dream—it was only half a month after traveling to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but it gave her a feeling of dreaming.

"This poem is called "Carved Cage."

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