Foreword:

People cannot be judged by appearance, and words cannot recognize people.

Fate cannot be determined by nature, and chess cannot be determined by people.

One horizontal and one vertical, the author's good and evil cannot be judged.

One advance and one retreat, human nature cannot be restrained.

A word, a game of chess, a thought, a game.

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Last year at this time of Mid-Autumn Festival,

The clouds are light and the stars are thin and the moon is bright.

Lanterns are lined up by the lake,

Like mirrors and shadows in water.

There are rows of lanterns beside Yujing Lake, and another row of lantern shadows reflected in the calm Yujing Lake, echoing up and down, true and false, like a dream.

Here the juvenile Yushu faces the wind and the people are like jade, while the girl over there is as graceful and graceful as a flower.

On this night of beautiful flowers and a full moon, boys and girls watch lanterns, guess lantern riddles, laugh hand in hand, and their figures are blurred.

As the wind blows across the lake, the lanterns sway gently. With the crisp sound of wind chimes, the colored papers hanging under the lanterns flutter, like colorful butterflies, attracting boys and girls to come and pick them.

Under a peony lantern, there are many young girls around.

The peony lantern was exquisite in workmanship, and the silk cloth used was quite exquisite. In the blind date meeting by the Yujing Lake, the owner's family background could be roughly judged from the material of the lantern.

What attracted the girls was the note under the lantern. The paper used for the note is also very elegant, it is red gold foil paper, the price of the gold foil paper, needless to say, this piece of paper alone stands out among the crowd of lanterns. And the words on this paper are even more flamboyant, meaningful and unusual!

In this lantern festival, good handwriting will be especially favored by girls. The women in the capital are also from a good family background.

At this Lantern Festival, seeing words is like meeting each other. An exquisite and high-quality lantern, an extraordinarily formal red paper with gold foil, and handsome calligraphy. In the hearts of the girls, the image of a graceful young man, a handsome and handsome man has already been imagined.

The exquisiteness of the lantern and the grand gold foil red paper also reflect the sincerity of the owner of the word for the blind date of the lantern festival. Which girl is not tempted?

For the rest, it depends on which girl is the first to guess the name of Mr. Pian Pian hidden in this note, and she will be the first to meet this handsome Mr. who writes well.

But seeing the lantern riddles on the note is also very romantic and suitable for the occasion: I wish to be lovebirds in the sky.

"I guessed it!" A girl jumped out from among the girls, hurriedly tore off the red gold foil paper, held it tightly in her hand, raised her head proudly, and looked around at the angry girls around her.

She proudly walked out from among them, with a sweet smile on her pretty face.

Under the envious eyes of countless young girls, she walked into Yuelao Pavilion, where Yuelao was waiting. Every year at this Lantern Festival, there will be a respected old man in the capital to play the role of the old man and manage the marriage tips corresponding to each lantern riddle.

The lovely girl jumped into the Yuelao Pavilion, her elegant dress fluttering like a cheerful skylark.

Yuelao looked at her and smiled kindly: "Is this because you guessed Mr. Ruyi's name?"

The girl's face immediately blushed, she lowered her face and nodded, and handed out the note in her hand, her hands were still clenched tightly, as if it was the corner of the gentleman's clothes, and she was reluctant to let go.

"Hey! This word is really beautiful! You can startle the dragon with clouds and surprise the dragon!" Yue Lao also admired the words on the note, "If you can write such good words, this young man must be rich and handsome. It’s a calligrapher! You really are a good gentleman! Congratulations!” Yue Lao was very happy that the girl in front of him could **** this young master.

Yue Lao tenderly looked at the shy and joyful girl in front of him: "Have you guessed the answer?"

"En..." The girl lowered her head shyly, and softly said a name, "Qi Fei..."

"Hehehe, okay, I'll find it for you right now!" Yue Lao looked at the rows of kits in front of him, "Well... Qi Fei... Qi Fei..." The kits are arranged in the order of hundreds of family names, so it is not difficult Look, "Oh! Here it is!" Yue Lao found out Qi Fei's brocade pouch, which was a beautiful red velvet brocade pouch, with the word "Qi Fei" embroidered with gold thread on the front of the brocade pouch.

Looking at the bag in his hand, Yue Lao already knew that this man is a good man, congratulated the girl again, smiled and lowered his voice: "Don't let other girls **** such a good man, go quickly."

"Thank you, Grandpa Yue!" The girl happily took the kit, and flew out of Yuelao Pavilion like a lark.

Yuelao stroked his white and long beard in the dim and romantic light, with deep blessings in his kind eyes.

The girl happily ran through the bustling crowd, and only opened the bag under a secluded laurel tree, as if she was afraid of being squeezed out by the crowd.

The laurel trees are covered with wishing wind chimes, and the night wind blows, making the melodious sound of "jingle jingle" on the girl's head.

A young girl's deer-like heart was thumping in her chest. She was holding this exquisite brocade bag in her hand, and there was still a faint cinnamon fragrance floating on the brocade bag. She wanted to see it, but she couldn't bear it. She was so worried that if she went to the appointment, she would be killed by that son. Is she beautiful enough? Is she the girl that the young master likes?

The Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival is just an opportunity for everyone to get to know each other. However, not everyone can enjoy the full moon during this Mid-Autumn Festival. This day has also become a day of sadness for many people.

From strangers to meeting each other, maybe, just because you don't have dimples, your eyebrows are a little thicker, and your clothes are a little old, you will be rejected by the other party.

A girl's heart is fragile. Girls don't want to be rejected. She snatched away this romantic talent under the envious eyes of everyone, and many of those girls knew her. If it is rejected, wouldn't it become the biggest laughing stock of this year's mid-autumn night.

But no matter what, since you have already snatched it, you might as well take a sneak peek first.

The girl opened the kit bag with a smile on her face, and the note inside was still written with that elegant and refined character. The handsome handwriting made the girl's heart beat wildly, she couldn't care about anything else, and hurried towards the location on the note.

This year's moon is exceptionally bright, and the bright ground even has a glimmer of blue light.

Most people in the capital gathered on the greenway along Jinghu Lake, and some streets and alleys became quiet during this Mid-Autumn Festival.

The girl rushed to the Baisui Bridge in Yiren Lane written on the note.

The stone tablet of Baisui Bridge exudes an ancient and distant light under the moonlight, as if an old man is telling a century-old story here. Many couples go to the Centenary Bridge, hoping to get the blessing of being a hundred years old with their children.

The girl walked onto the stone bridge alone. The area around the stone bridge was quiet and there was no one.

The girl looked disappointed, maybe when she came running, the young man had already seen it from a distance, and if she didn't like it, she had already left.

"I didn't expect to be such a lovely girl." The clear and pleasant voice, like porcelain, sounded from behind the girl. The girl turned around in surprise, but she really saw a handsome young man who was as clear as jade.

The young master smiled with red lips, his eyes were warm, and he was dressed in white, adding to his elegant appearance. He stretched out his hand to the girl: "Would you like to swim Yujing Lake with me?"

The girl's face was red and her ears were red, and she was completely dull. Such a beautiful young man was willing to talk to her. She stretched out her hand involuntarily.

The young master lightly held her in his hand, and led her down the stone bridge. Under the stone bridge, beside the small river, was a delicate boat.

"What's your name? My lovely girl." The beautiful son asked.

The girl's face was already flushed with shame, and her pretty face was even more red. The age of the pattern reveals the innocence and sweetness of a girl. The girl's face was lowered, she blushed softly and whispered: "My family's name is... Yanhui..."

The young master smiled softly, took Yanhui's hand and walked onto the small boat, took off the cloak on his body and covered Yanhui's body intimately, and whispered affectionately to her: "I hope that I will fly with you forever..."

Yan Hui's body felt soft in his affectionate words, and leaned slightly against his side. She is willing to be with such a true son forever...

In the early morning of the next day, the mist had not dissipated on the beautiful Yujing Lake, but there were heart-piercing shouts.

"Yan Hui - Yan Hui -"

In the morning mist, a group of people came running, they called Yanhui's name loudly, but they could no longer find the figure of that pretty girl in the morning mist...