I was married at the end of my life.
He fell in love with another woman at the nightlight meeting and insisted that he marry me.
He said I was too boring, unlike the girl, to let him go.
I promised.
Then he regretted it and his only wish before he died was to see me.
I was wearing a wedding dress, and I looked at myself in the mirror, and I said, “Who is Shen Chiu?” No, get out of here. Don’t miss the good times. I’m sorry.
One.
I lived next to Shen.
As a child, the two families met for the first time, and I couldn’t walk away from him when she took a look.
He said, “Sife is the best-looking girl in the world.” I’m sorry.
She smiled, and asked him, “How would it be if she had loved Shifu so much, that when she grew up, she would marry him to be a wife?” I’m sorry.
Shen’s got a red face and he’s like, “Of course it’s okay.” I’m sorry.
And I was also filled with red ears, ashamed to look at him, but took his word as a promise.
Then Shen Chiu grew up, with a beautiful look and a great talent, and became a man standing in the crowd, and he was in shock.
I loved him, too, so I was pleased that she had come to my house to raise her.
It was only that day that it didn’t seem as happy as it seemed.
I’ve been used to him all these years, but he didn’t stick to me as a child.
I’m just thinking that he’s grown up, that he’s grown up, that he’s much stronger, that he’s not in the mood, but he’s in me.
Why else would he come with Shen?
And We went with Shen to see the light as We did in the past.
The neighborhood knows us and knows that I’ve been with him for years, and I’ve met him, and I can’t stop by and ask questions about the marriage.
I looked forward to watching, but I laughed, saying, “No hurry. I’m sorry.
He used to marry me every day, but now he does not hurry.
My heart is lost, but I can only hide it.
The light is full of joy and joy, and I am excited, but I am not happy.
Until we walked into Hu’s house and Shen saw a woman.
She was in red, she looked like a fire, stood up on the stage, she was out into a poem, and she compared the great Confucian to a mute.
Shen Chiu is happy to come on stage with her poetry.
He is a famous poet in the city of Kyoto, and he can carry a poem from the side.
So when his poem came, I thought he would not lose.
Until the woman made the “Yellow Rivers Up and Up,” the “Silver Sloughs Up and Back,” the “Silver Spectrum of the Moon Floating the twilight”, the “Twenty-Four Thousands Drunk in the Hall, A Sword To frost 14 States”
I’m very impressed with that.
I have never seen anyone who, in the space of a short cup of tea, can produce so many wonderful and endless poems.
Besides, she’s a woman who doesn’t know her name.
The poems of Shen’s own eyes, though good enough, were also consummated to her, and she bowed to her with a sincere heart.
I thought Shen had come up to win me the best light.
So when he came down, I softly comforted him: “It doesn’t matter, I have bought my favorite lamp. I’m sorry.
But Shen couldn’t hear me, and looked at the woman, astonished, and said: “When it is true that the Quil’an is beautiful, how could I not know that there was such a woman in the world? I’m sorry.
I have a moment’s twilight.
But soon, it was clear.
And indeed, the woman was of great talent, even for me, even though she was smitten with her in person.
The barber shop gave the woman the lantern, which was spread out in awe.
I was leaving with Shen, but the woman called me.
“Hey! Your poems are very good. The lanterns are for you. I’m sorry.
She threw the lantern at me.
Shen Qiu’s hand caught her and smiled at her and asked, “Can’t a girl give her name?” I’m sorry.
“Remember, my name is Luk Yuen. I’m sorry.
And the moon will laugh, and the sun will shine.
I saw clearly that there was a light in my eye.
I’m scared.
He’s never seen me like that in years.
On the way back, he was so excited that he recited to me, over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again, the poems he had written.
I know what he appreciates and what he learns, but I am not interested.
My father spent his whole life studying history, and I was influenced by it, and I loved to record folk stories.
And while reading, others were thinking about what was not good enough in their poems, and I was thinking, “Tomorrow, I will write down the funny things from the docks.”
I know that Moon’s poems are good, but I can’t analyse them word for word.
I will only follow his words and say nothing else.
And when it was too little, he cried out: “No, what do you understand? I’m sorry.
He turned his head and stopped talking to me.
It’s like my heart was stabbed.
And when he came down from the carriage, he took the lamp with him in a pious and heavy place.
I asked him, “Can I have this lantern?” I’m sorry.
And he frowned and said, “Did not you already have one?” I’m sorry.
And then I realized that a lot of things were going away.
Whether it’s a light or a light.
When I got back, I was up all night in my sleep, thinking of the way she looked at the moon.
But he was afraid that he might be too suspicious, and mistakenly he could only hide his heart from his bellies.
I only hope that the moon will remain hidden and that my life with Shen will be restored.
The next day, I baked hot rice cakes on my mother’s back and went to Shen’s.
And We had promised him that, on the 16th day, we would go to the mountains of the sky and look at the mountains of snow.
The door to the Shen family opened and the doorman told me that Shen had left early in the morning.
“Where have you been?” I said. I’m sorry.
I’ve been on my way with him all year long. He’s never forgotten. Why can’t he remember this year?
The old man looked at his head and said, “I don’t know, but he went out in a hurry and put on the lantern he brought home last night, and seemed to be looking for someone. I’m sorry.
As soon as that happens, I understand.
I’m going around, I’m going out, I’m going out, I’m going out, I’m going out, I’m going out, I’m going out, I’m going out, I’m going out, I’m going out, I’m going out, I’m going out.
He went to Luk Yuen. He forgot our deal.
The cold wind hunted, and I shivered, and looked towards the mountains hidden from the city in the mist, and passed towards it in awe.
He can’t come without me.
I’m carrying a bag of rice cakes, and I’m taking a cold wind and climbing alone.
When I fell, and I fell, I finally got to the top.
And on the mountains of the sky, and white snow, and the sea beneath them, tumbling like a wonderland.
But before I had the time to be surprised, I heard the sound of the moon.
“It’s so beautiful! You’re not lying to me! I’m sorry.
I look at him in red, and she smiles and looks at him.
They talk so much that my heart hurts.
I followed him in steps like lead and endured humiliation and humiliation, and I called, “What’s up?” I’m sorry.
The male with a long, long body is in a stiff shape, turning his head with hesitation.
The moment I saw it, I was surprised, I was confused, I was alone without guilt and pain.
What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
And I cried and laughed at him, saying, “Did you not come with us? Why did you not call me?”
He’s a little bit eccentric.
“I forgot. I’m sorry.
Forget? Did you forget, or did you think it didn’t matter?
“Who is she? I’m sorry.
I wanted to say that I was Shen Chiu’s fiancée, but I didn’t say anything and I was robbed.
“She’s my neighbor’s daughter. We used to play together when we were kids. I’m sorry.
Just the neighbors, don’t you think.
That’s exactly what he said.
I didn’t dye the love of dust, he squeezed it thin at this moment.
And We laughed, and said unto him, I am only a neighbour. Who is she? Thy companion? I’m sorry.
“We have a poetic friend who is bright and fair, Hosford. Don’t make your speech difficult.” I’m sorry.
Bad? I haven’t said anything yet. He’s in a hurry.
The moon’s face has also become a bit ugly, and I look at it, and I say, “What kind of girl is she? I’m sorry.
And there was a wind on the Mount of the Gloom, and the fog overtook it, and all that was there began to blur.
“Hosford, you’ve gone too far. I’m sorry.
Shen looked at me and rushed to catch up to Luk Moon.
We watched them walk far away, with mud and bruises, and walked down the hill with a limp.
Where the knees were broken, blood was immersed and the white dress was red.
No, really no.
Two.
And We had a cold on the Mount of Heaven, and then came home, and lay down for three days without saying anything.
Father and Mother are in a hurry.
When I was young, I was sick, and Shen came, and I was fine.
This time, my father and mother were anxious to find Shen.
She came back, but she didn’t care about my condition, and the first thing she said was to get divorced.
He said that he had never seen such a special woman in his life, and that he was in love with her at first sight and could not help himself.
Father is so dazed, he slaps him in the face: “How can someone who has just given up his family and has returned from it? I’m sorry.
Shen kneels on the ground, and is steadfast: “I have finally met a good man who wants to spend a lifetime together, and if I miss it, I will regret it, and life is short, and I will not take it.” I’m sorry.
I was lying on the couch, looking at him, and my voice was light as a feather: “It was you who provoked me first, and it was you who promised to marry me as a child.” I’m sorry.
And when Shen pauses and bites his teeth, he says, “I did not know what I liked, Shifu, so forget about it, and never know me, and from me you will have a better marriage.” I’m sorry.
I looked at him, and I began to shed a tear.
He gave me a dream and tore it apart.
How did this happen? When I was young, I held my hand and asked me carefully if I liked him and then I disappeared.
I close my eyes and I won’t look at him again.
My father drove Shen Qi and went to her mother to ask for her statement.
She’s crying so hard, and her father beats her hands.
“Yes! If you’ve got my style, you’ll have to do it! He’s got balls! I hear that the moon is poetic, and that it is a match for my son, and that it is not like the Shaft, but it is only a record of what is heard all day. I’m sorry.
My father and mother were shocked to say nothing.
In the end, the marriage was terminated.
And his father and his mother sat by the bed, and looked at me, weeping, and said: “Af is not afraid that even if you do not marry, your father and mother will keep you for the rest of your life. I’m sorry.
And she cried with me, saying: “Af, I am sorry for you. I am ashamed to see you. If you marry, I will give you a large dowry like your father and mother.” I’m sorry.
After that day, she packed and returned to her mother’s house and never to Shen’s.
On the day of Luk Yuen’s marriage, only Shen’s father sat in the High Hall.
They don’t feel ashamed and even dare to invite me to the table.
I’m dismissing myself for bad health.
On the next day, I sorted out my mood and took Bamboo Jane to the north of town.
I opened the door and met Mr. and Mrs. Shen.
“What are you looking at me for?” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t read it until I spoke to my doorman, and said, “You rob a man’s son-in-law better than my girl.” I’m sorry.
“How can you be a thief when you are only married and you have made a promise, and you have no marriage contract and no legal ties?” I’m sorry.
What are you talking about? The intention is to tell the world that the two men and their daughters will marry you.”
We broke the doorman: “Don’t mind them, close the door and go back.” I’m sorry.
Come on, I’m going north cold.
“Where are you going?” I’m sorry.
I’m just a dog barking, and I don’t care.
There was a whisper in his ear of his conversation.
“Fuck, why is she so rude? Do you hate me? You’re so careful that your boyfriend doesn’t want her! I’m sorry.
Scrambling.
I find it hard to believe that a poetic girl can speak so rudely.
Turns out Shen Chiu likes the type.
After a few moments of silence, she opened her mouth and said, “Don’t say that to her. I’m sorry.
I think he knows he’s sorry.
I don’t know.
I walked north of town into the biggest winehouse.
And We met here with a people from the west before Shen Qiqi’s marriage, and heard many old stories from him, and made an agreement, and when I was not busy, I came to him to continue.
It’s a shame to get to the winehouse and not find him.
But the guys are busy. They don’t seem to have time to take care of their guests.
I was told by my neighbour’s brother that this evening the young general of the capital would set up a feast here.
I know something about this man.
His name was Huo Xiao Du, and during the fighting against the Huo of the previous days he had done a great job and returned to the Kingdom with a great face, causing many women to straddle.
It’s just that I didn’t go to the party because of what she said.
I’m sorry that the Westerners won’t come today.
Not far, surrounded by many, with a beard talking.
“…he fled to Guangzhou, he boarded a boat and headed west. It is said that tens of thousands of men are on the west side of the island, and he will come back when the time has come! I’m sorry.
And the people were panicking, “Aah! Then what?
And I shake my head and walk forward, and drink, and say, “You are wrong. The prince of the former was long dead. How can he come back?” I’m sorry.
“What does a little girl know?” I’m sorry.
“Of course I know! Many people in Guangzhou saw with their own eyes that when the Crown Prince passed through Guangzhou, he was captured, his belly opened, and his fish fed. As for what you said about boarding the ship, the tens of thousands of soldiers were nonsense. I’m sorry.
“Do you see this in Kyushu Villages? I’m telling you, the 16th life of that book was a poor, unknowable bookmaker who made it up.
“I am sixteen. I’m sorry.
In the shocking eyes of the people, I said, “Everything I have written, I have asked too many people to correct it, and I went to Guangzhou with my father in order to ascertain the fate of the former prince. But you have no idea where you heard some strange talk, and you have to disturb people. I’m sorry.
“I am…”
The moustache strangles and can’t speak.
It was at this moment that the sound of a man was suddenly heard.
“Are you really 16? I’m sorry.
And We turned and fell into the eyes of a shining star.
The body is long, eye-browed, with hair straps in the ink, moving with the wind, and very good.
How could I not have seen a son like this in Kyoto?
A moment later, looking at his cocoon’s mouth, he came up with the answer, and he said, “Yes, I met General Huo.” I’m sorry.
His eyes were full of surprises, which, somehow, made his whole body like a wolf who only had prey.
“That’s the 16th life of Kyushu Village? I’m sorry.
He seems interested in the book.
I can’t tell him what he’s thinking, but it’s a peaceful path: “There’s nothing left to do, and there’s nothing to do.” I’m sorry.
“How can it be of no use?” Do you know how many historical gaps your book will fill? I’m sorry.
Huo has come to me fast, and his voice is shivering for reasons of excitement or for other emotions.
“Sixteen, from undergraduate to doctor, I studied you for six years and tried to restore your historical identity, but I didn’t know you were a woman. I’m sorry.
3
I was dazed by him, but about to know he was exaggerating.
For a long time, my books were considered to be something that no one else had, and they were hidden under the table, afraid to be laughed at.
No one can look at the book’s “Sixteen Lifes” but Huo Xindu, when he says my name, he looks at it.
“Thank you, but what do you mean by filling a historical gap, undergraduate or something? I’m sorry.
“Oh, it doesn’t matter. Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.
He turned to his eyes, and he looked at the beard, and said, “This mustache is so confusing, so bad, so let’s take it back and have it examined.” I’m sorry.
“Oh, General, forgive me. I just heard it from somewhere else! I’m sorry.
The beard was taken crying out.
The appearances of former predators under the stage were somewhat frightening and quickly dispersed.
Huo turned to me and smiled with his eyes and asked me, “Where is your home, 16 years old, how old are you, what are you doing here today?” I’m sorry.
I was a little embarrassed and whispered, “Don’t call me that, just call me Hosford. I’m sorry.
“Okay, Sweeney.”
He nodded, looked at me, curious and nervous, and seemed to ask something, but he refrained.
Then his deputy scratched his head, and asked me, “Is it the one who was dismissed from his marriage the other day, and who is known to the city?” I’m sorry.
Is this all over town?
I’m down, red-faced.
“What kind of person has eyes without eyes? I’m sorry.
The Lieutenant-General seems to be angry and afraid to say it.
And he bit his teeth, and groaned, and said to me, “Swiss, do not be grieved; it is the man who has no luck; a woman like you, be of the best man in the heavens.” I’m sorry.
I was different from the way he looked at me, and when his heart was warm and his head was shaking, “I’m not sad, I think I was bit by a dog.” I’m sorry.
And he dazzled and laughed: “I know well that thou shalt be such a woman who spilleth away. I’m sorry.
When he said, “What does he think of?” He asked me, “How did you recognize me at first sight?” Did you come to visit me the day I returned? I’m sorry.
“No, I’m looking at your style and your cocoon. I’m sorry.
“I see, but there is in Kyoto a son like me, who is indeed a horny one.” I’m sorry.
..this light dust, so shameless.
And he lamented and seemed disappointed: “I thought that you had come to me, and I should have thought that you were not such an ordinary woman who loved handsome men. I’m sorry.
No, no, I love it. It’s just that I’m in a bad mood and I’m not having fun.
I nodded my head and said, “There is no such thing as a vulgar preference. I’m sorry.
People should go out more often.
In the first half of the day in the north of the city, much of the depression has broken out and the mood is much better.
Since the Westerners are not here, I’m going back.
Huo Xindu sent me home himself.
The Lieutenant General brought a big black horse, and the young general jumped up, and he was flying, reaching out to me with a hand.
There were women on the side of the road who recognized Huo Xiao Du, and they were standing there watching, and their hands were dancing and calling out his name.
I’ve reached half my hand, I’ve hesitated. Is that too much to say?
But if I don’t regret it, I’ll be put up in my arms.
I can’t remember how I flew.
“It smells good. He whispered.
I’m blushing. I don’t know why he’s saying so much.
The next moment, he asked, “The rice cake.” That’s true. I’m sorry.
He stretches out his hand and pinches the little burden of my drums: “Why do you bring so many cakes?” I’m sorry.
I was relieved and ashamed, and said, “My mother was afraid that I would starve and forced me to carry it behind my back. She said that it was not clean outside. I’m sorry.
“The 16 famous people were afraid of Mother. I’m sorry.
He smiled and flogged the horse: “Stand down! I’m sorry.
One horse, two men, fly away.
I couldn’t help but cover my face.
That’s really, really moving.
I was escorted all the way home to get off my horse, but suddenly I caught my bag and couldn’t leave: “Swiffer, are you coming north tomorrow? I’m sorry.
He looks forward to it.
“Come on, I’m going to find the western folks to listen to the story. I’m sorry.
“That’s good. * He loosed his hand, turned his back on the horse, reached out and picked me up *
Don’t worry, come on.
I thought about it and jumped off the other side.
He hastened to come and said, “If there is nothing else, you can come to me for a story. I’ve been stuck on my side for years. It’s a lot new. I’m sorry.
I nod my head: “Okay. I’m sorry.
He’s laughing with satisfaction.
Not far away, another woman recognized her and ran.
He goes on horseback, “Go, you must come tomorrow!” I’m sorry.
I watched him go for a while.
How could there be such a person, heated, like a sun.
4
On the night of his return home, the Shen family knocked on the door with eggs and asked for some good news.
As soon as my father opened the door, he turned away from Shen’s family, looking to his left, and scratching his head: “Why do I not see those who hear knocks? Was it a wild dog? I’m sorry.
My father shut the door when Shen looked like a family and had a bad time.
Shen’s father is out there yelling, “Hoo!” You’re such a scoundrel! I’m sorry.
My father raised his voice, too: “Alas! This mad dog’s barking in his head, ma’am. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I slept this night in the scolding.
The next day I woke up, and the sun was still.
And my father said, “Do not worry about going out and not seeing them. I’m scolding the old man. He and his wife are going on a honeymoon. I’m sorry.
“What is the honeymoon? Is it a river? I’m sorry.
“Twenty-nine, I think. I’m sorry.
I can’t think of a river called honeymoon for half a day. I don’t want to shake my head.
Unless it’s the Yellow Springs, I don’t have to look forward to it.
I’ve got a pie for my mother, and I’m heading north.
Ho Yee-soo was not here, and he asked me yesterday, and I thought he would be waiting for me here.
So I sat next to him and heard him continue to tell the story.
I’ve been listening for two hours, but I don’t know what’s going on outside.
Until the sound of the door banging in the winehouse woke up with a scream: “Run! The troops are closing north of the city! I’m sorry.
Indeed, I have heard that, on the days of the beginning of spring, there were several districts around which the disease struck and many people died.
It is unknown that, even though the court has imposed severe closures, the sick have snuck into the north of the city, infected many.
It was not until today that more than a dozen people died and could not remain undiscovered, and before half an hour, the court ordered the blockade of the north of the city.
The crowd ran away, and I grabbed the package and was pushed away.
After a few steps, they were forced back by the soldiers to move and kill.
Someone’s out there. They cut their heads off.
When I couldn’t get away, everyone went back to the winehouse, crying, making a scene.
I was hiding in the corner, watching the scenes of chaos outside, scared, thinking I was dying here.
When the sky was dark, the gate of the winehouse was kicked open again, and I heard the young general shout out, “Hosver!” Where’s Hosford?
It’s like spring thunder. I looked up, and I looked up.
God knows how surprised I am to hear familiar voices in such despair.
“You’re here! I’m sorry.
Ho Yee-soo saw me like a burden, and came to me, and pulled me up and around, looking up and down, “Are you okay? Are you hurt? Are you touched? Are you stomped?
Such a nervous look, as if I were so important to him.
I shook my head and asked him, “What are you doing in here? I’m sorry.
He said, “When I went down, when I heard that the north of the city had been sealed off, I went to your house and asked your father how scared I was when he said that you were still in the winehouse. Fortunately, you did not know that I had come to hear that some of the young women had been trampled. I’m sorry.
“But it’s so dangerous here. If you break in like this, you won’t get out. I’m sorry.
“I can’t just watch you walk away from this. If something happens to you, I’ll never be safe. I’m sorry.
His fears are real, and his love is real, but why?
“Why are you so nice to me? I’m sorry.
He took a breath, and said, “You do not understand that I have read your book many times in many lonely days, and I have thought of you many times, and you are beyond measure for me. I’m sorry.
I’m freezing.
Somewhere in my heart, something seems to be blooming.
There is still someone in this world who can resonate with me, and what I do is not meaningless.
Huo had left the dust, and at night, he was with me in the corner to sleep with my body so I could barely sleep.
He seemed to take me for a fragile white flower with him, and no one could touch it, nor could he.
The following day, the city ‘ s north was still in disarray, with patients lying on the streets and starving and looting food.
Despite their presence, the court has always had a limited role.
After half a day, I understand that to survive, I have to save myself.
I don’t know how to heal, but I’ve heard of a number of ways to deal with the disease everywhere. I’ve been thinking of a doctor who can’t do it, and now I can’t wait to get to the doctor, but I can’t wait for him.
“General Haugh, I’m a light man. There are things you have to do. I’m sorry.
He did not doubt me in half. He said, “Just say, “I will do well.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know why. When he opens his mouth, I’m gonna have the guts.
“As I say, give everyone a cotton towel, fumigating it with the acrophagus, woodwood, silver and silver, and covering his nose and mouth, whether he is sick or not, to wear it, to change it every day, and to prepare for it, and to drink it for everyone, whether he is sick or not. I’m sorry.
His eyes were bright, “This is how you recorded the third book of Kyushu Villages. I’m sorry.
How did he know?
Just.
“It doesn’t matter. Just do it. I’m sorry.
He’s nodding his head.
He is of military origin and has a title, and the people of Kyoto recognize him.
After a few hours, he did not only what I told him to do, but he also concentrated the infected in one place, the close associates in another, and the rest, at his command, remained in peace, and did not wander.
In the evening, he came to pick me up and looked everywhere.
As the streets were blocked, we saw many people surrounded by soldiers and soldiers.
Most of their family and friends were detained in the north of the city and came to see them.
I looked closely and saw my father.
He cried with his eyes red, with a big package in his arms, and prayed: “Let me in, my daughter is still in there. What will she do alone?” I’m sorry.
“If you go in, you’ll never get out! I’m sorry.
“I’m not coming out, I’m going in with her, please! I’m sorry.
That being said, the soldiers and soldiers refused to release them.
I was rushing to get up, but I was held by soldiers from a nearby place, and there was no way to get out.
I was rushing to wave and shout, “Father! Father! I’m sorry.
As my father heard, he cried with shock and joy: “Shaff! What about you? Are you hungry and wounded?”
“I’m fine, Father!”
Last night, I was in a winehouse and I was afraid I’d just die.
It was even more sad to see him cry like this today, and his tears rolled down.
It’s just that I have to wake up and not let him see me cry.
I cried out, “Father, I’m fine. We’ve found a way to save ourselves, and I’ll come out safely, and General Huo is with me, and there is nothing for me to worry about. Take care of yourself and my mother. I’m sorry.
He also looked at my father and solemnly promised that he would take my life to protect Shifu and not let her lose a hair. I’m sorry.
I looked at him, and it is indescribable how much comfort it feels to be cared for and protected at such difficult times.
My father is nodding his head, rubbing his tears, turning his face towards the dust: “General Huo, your grace, our family is not forgotten! I’m sorry.
Don’t say anything, and throw it at me with your burden: “This is your mother’s cake for you, don’t starve yourself!” I’m sorry.
“I know! Father, when you go back, use your medicine to fumigate your nose and mouth, and let everyone put it on. I’m sorry.
“Father heard it! I’m sorry.
After my father left, I finally cried.
“It’s going to be all right, Swift. I’m sorry.
Hao looked at me, and his eyes were firm: “You have me. I’m sorry.
One hand is like a little kid.
My panic, that’s how I got expelled.
I don’t know.
We tried to do this as a last resort, but I didn’t know it was working, and the method of Huo Yin, it was much slower in the north.
In the first place, hundreds of people die in one day, and in 10 years’ time the number of people dying of disease has dropped to half.
A few days later, many real doctors came from all over the country to study the cure, and the patients who were supposed to die had a chance to be cured.
You see hope, you feel better, you get better.
I’m protected by Huo, and whoever dares to say a word to me, he will kill himself to settle the score, because no one dares to bully me.
And the first thing he would wake up with me every day was to touch my forehead and see if I had a fever, and the second was to feed me well and strong, and he said, “Be strong enough to increase resistance.”
He always gave me his food, two months later, and I was worried that he would not last.
Fortunately, the plague has gone faster than everyone had expected.
By the time of the summer, no more deaths had been recorded, and troops had finally removed the fence from the street.
Numerous people have fled north of the city to join their families who remain there.
When my father and mother came looking for me, the family was crying and smiling in one place.
Huo is not far away, envied and lost.
I’m just saying he doesn’t have a family.
And one night, he sat by and played with my hair and laughed, “You know what? It is now my happiest moment, and although everything is bad now, every day you are around, you don’t feel alone, as if you were stuck with the world and had a home. I’m sorry.
I asked him, “What about your family?” I’m sorry.
“I have no family. I’ve always been a man in this world. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but ask.
In the eyes of the outsiders, the young Huo’s face is endless, but in fact, it’s painful, isn’t it?
I let go of my mother’s arms and look towards Huo’s dust: “Come, come with us.” I’m sorry.
He asked my father and mother for a moment, “Is it okay?” I’m sorry.
“Why not?” All these days, thanks to you, General, for taking care of my family, we are your family. I’m sorry.
“Don’t give up!”
He ran over with joy.
He’s always like that, looking into my eyes, always laughing.
The first meal after home was made by Huo Wing.
My mother and I wanted to help, and he got rid of me. I’m surprised he cooks.
But he said: “Whether a man does not cook in my land, nor does he take a new wife, and his daughter’s skin is tender, and is easily damaged by the smoke, or is it better to leave?” I’m sorry.
“It’s so nice to be home. I’m sorry.
You’re very good too.
I hesitated and didn’t dare.
So I was out of danger, and this evening we fed, and many relatives.
There was a sudden mention of Shenzhen.
“It seems that Shen, who is next door, has come back to play with his new woman. I’m sorry.
I haven’t heard that name for a long time. I’m a little embarrassed.
Huo Yin saw it and handed me a piece of cake: “Sver, this is sweet, taste it.” I’m sorry.
And my father set his face up and said to his relatives: “What is the good one doing with the dirty things? Eat your food?”
My father stopped it, but not for a while, when he was drunk, he started talking nonsense.
At first, it was scolding the Shen family and then crying.
“Sife is such a good child, but his name is ruined by the Shen family. I’ve heard about it every day. I think it’s because she’s bad that she’s getting kicked out. I’m sorry.
My father-in-law cried in his chest, and my father and mother were in no hurry, but Huo was in no hurry.
“What’s wrong with Schifer?” She’s the best girl ever! I’m sorry.
“How can a stranger know that we know her well from our own family?” It’s over. Sven’s never gonna get married. I’m sorry.
“You can’t marry her. She’s not worthy of anyone else! I’m sorry.
“So it depends on the age of Shifu. Who will marry her?” I’m sorry.
“O Me!”
It sounded like a thunderbolt, straight into the heart.
It’s full of shock, I look up.
He said to me, “If only He could have hired Shifu as a woman in this life, it would have been good for me, if only He wanted to.” I’m sorry.
My brother-in-law looked at me intoxicated and said: “How long did you and my family know Schiff? Will you be good to her?” I’m sorry.
He looked not at him, but looked at me, and saw: “If thou wishest to marry me, I would surely have given my heart, and there is no loss in this life. Even if we were married, We would not have put you in a place where you would have given up everything and become a good wife and a mother. Then go and swim to your mountains, and see your heavens and your earth. I will not hinder you but be your back for ever and for ever. I’m sorry.
The eyes are sour.
Who will not be moved, young and bright?
In the two months of the blockade north of the city, he made me look good with care and with warm and restrained friendship.
But today he really touched me, but the last of his words.
Even if we were married, We would travel to My mountains to see My heavens and My earth.
I stopped thinking and smiled at him: “Okay. I’m sorry.
On the right seat, my father, who had been holding it for a long time, cried out, running to Raho light dust.
“As soon as I saw you, I knew that you liked my Affret, and that he had suffered too much in these days, and that many people in Kyoto had spoken to her, and she was upset, but she pretended to be okay. I’m sorry.
Huo Xiaodu looked at me and said, “I will surely make Ave the best new woman in the city.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
After dinner, I sent Uncle to the carriage.
One hand to hold him and one to remind him to be careful.
And he cried out, and he was impatient: knowest thou how thy father boreth. I’m sorry.
It’s not like that.
I was like, “Hey, Uncle, are you drunk? I’m sorry.
“Of course, I’m not drunk. I’m sorry.
“So you were at the table, all dressed up? I’m sorry.
He squeezed his eyes at me, and said, “You two are swaying in your foolishness, when it is so hard to see that I have no choice but to push for it.” I’m sorry.
Uncle, you…
“No need to say thanks to the ancient hottest intestines. I’m sorry.
You’re such a scoundrel.
5
Huo Xindu promised my father that he would take charge of me and marry me.
It’s just, where did he come from?
He didn’t tell me, just reassure me.
I’ll wait.
I don’t care about Shen anymore, but if I do, I feel sick.
So he went home, and he focused on writing books and never left the house.
I didn’t think I’d met him three days later.
In the previous few months, the number of families in the city had been reduced owing to the disease and the number of visitors had been reduced.
As soon as the disease had passed, His Majesty began to hold a poem in the palace.
I’m not invited to a poem like this.
However, during the blockade north of the city, my organization managed the disease and received an invitation from the Crown Prince with some prestige.
Huo was not with me, he had to enter the palace and come later.
So I had to take the wagon and go to the palace.
Before I left, my mother told me that the royal palace was full of people who wanted to look down on me and gave me a set of gold that I couldn’t afford.
As soon as I got there, I almost hit Shen.
Oh, yeah, he’s a famous genius, and he’s certainly invited.
He’s supposed to be married, just in the middle of the spring, but now he looks like he’s not doing well.
When he sees me, he’s gonna call me by my name.
And We do not see him except that his eyes shall be turned away from him.
He pulled my sleeve.
“Afraid, are we really going to share so much between us?” I’m sorry.
That’s interesting.
He told me to forget him, and now I’m doing what he wants, and he’s having trouble sharing?
“Leave me alone and don’t mess up my clothes. I’m sorry.
I pulled my sleeve out.
“Ave…”
Shen is still trying to say something, but is being interrupted by a drink coming from behind.
Shen Chiu!
The moon and the earth are coming up, and a single canine, like a wild dog.
“What are you talking about? I’m sorry.
“What can I say? I just got here with her. I’m sorry.
She’s wrinkled, she’s impatient, and she’s so obsessed.
Something bad seems to have happened between them.
But what do I care? I’m going to lift my feet.
“Hold on. I’m sorry.
“Why are you here?” Who are you trying to seduce? I’m sorry.
And I laughed, and asked her, “How can I be dressed, all by myself, Miss Lu, and in your eyes, a woman makes a little dress to seduce a man?” I’m sorry.
She laughs, and even has a bit of pride in her eyes: “Who knows?” You feudal women, what else do you think but men? I’m telling you, I’m married to Shen Chiu, and if you think about him again, I’ll report you in a pig cage! I’m sorry.
I don’t know what she’s talking about, who she’s talking about.
“Don’t worry, I can’t watch what people chew. I’m sorry.
I don’t want to look at them any more.
The royal children took the invitation and took me to the poem.
It’s a coincidence that Shen and Moon sat in front of me.
I didn’t know anyone on the table, and when he came in, he followed the people.
Poetry is ranked in the order of honour, and my seat is very low, and I can hardly see what the Good King looks like.
As soon as I sat down, my eyes were open.
“Who is she? Never seen her. I’m sorry.
“That’s the daughter of the Huo Shih family, and he invited her because of the disease. I’m sorry.
“I see, she’s lucky, but she’s always from a small family like this, but she can’t even enter the palace’s gates. I’m sorry.
“Am I right? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
That’s why I’m supposed to wear a golden beak.
I bow my head and play with Jane on the table.
The moon of the land, which was not far from it, began to laugh, “Isn’t she ashamed?” Nobody looks down on her, can’t make a poem in a while, and it’s a big smile. I’m sorry.
I don’t care. Poeming is not something I’m good at, and I wasn’t planning on doing it.
I was surprised, but I heard Shen whispering: “Let’s prepare for ourselves instead of worrying about others.” I’m sorry.
Cut, I’m ready? My brain is much more advanced than theirs, and I’m sure I can rub everyone on the ground. I’m sorry.
She’s been taking a breath of silence.
The words of the moon and the earth, the word of the earth, the word of the earth.
But who made her proud of her poetry?
In the middle of the conversation, the wise king said something and called it “Invisible” and asked for poetry.
Unsurprisingly, the moon is full.
In just one cup of tea, she has produced three wonderful poems.
It’s a surprise, even the wise king.
Until she reads a poem that I know very well.
I admired her, and at that moment I stopped.
What she read was part of a poem I recorded in the end of volume II of Kyushu Villages, by a taupulega.
For it was only a small part of the land, and I heard it by chance when I saw a friend with my father.
I didn’t expect Luk Yuen to know about the poem, much less that she would use it for herself.
No wonder she writes so fast.
“Lou, you seem to have a problem with your poem. I’m sorry.
I made an anachronistic voice in a compliment.
To me, everyone seems to be questioning me why it is inappropriate and destructive.
“What are you going to say?” You know more about poetry than the other ministers? I’m sorry.
“No, I don’t have a verse, I don’t know a verse, I don’t know a verse. I’m sorry.
And when it is said, the people laugh.
“But I have read many poems, such as the poem that Miss Lu has just read, and I have heard them elsewhere.” I’m sorry.
It’s all over.
“Hoseph, speak with evidence, and you insult me with just one mouth?” You’re clearly jealous of me!”
After she said it, there were others whispering.
“Yes, Lu’s poem. I’ve never heard of it, have you? I’m sorry.
“I’ve heard there’s still a relationship between Mrs. Huo and Mrs. Lui, and it seems to me that Mrs. Huo is jealous of other people’s talents and destroys their innocence. I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath and pretended I couldn’t hear you, saying, “Can anyone read Kyushu? Evidence, in the second part of the book, at the end of volume 10. I’m sorry.
There’s another one, and it’s clear that the moon is panicking.
But next to it, some laugh, “The Kyushu Village.” I’ve never seen that dirty book before. I’m sorry.
“It’s that kind of book, huh. I’m sorry.
“Man, who knows this book? I’m sorry.
As if he who asks the question, he whose eyes are full of scorn, and whosoever has read it, will not go astray, nor will he be of the wicked.
I’m embarrassed.
At that time, there was a powerful voice coming from above.
“The king has seen it. I’m sorry.
All of a sudden, it’s quiet. I can’t believe it.
He changed his position, and said, “The book, with a simple word, with a good story, is a good book to solve the shortage, and the King only read the first one, and the second one, which was bought yesterday, was not available. I’m sorry.
Fong just said that the man under the book was afraid to look at him.
I was relieved, somehow, and suddenly my nose was a little sour, and I saw a lot of good king.
“Somebody, go get the books. I’m sorry.
On one order, the waiter was rushing to the house.
I don’t know what happened to Luk Yuen, but he looks pale.
The wise king looked at her with joy and said, “What’s wrong with Lu’s nervousness? I’m sorry.
“I am…”
The moon bites on the lips and can’t speak.
A box of bamboo Jane was brought in, and the wise king took out a roll and turned it over in the eyes of the people.
A little while later, looking up, laughing at the moon: “Lands, this poem, it’s a record. I’m sorry.
It’s like a thunderstorm.
Everyone’s looking at the moon.
“How could it be?”
“Is it true that your poem is copied? I’m sorry.
The moon’s face turned white, took a few steps back, and said, “No! I didn’t copy, you! How do you know? It’s not him! I’m sorry.
“It makes sense. The King nods and says, “There are fourteen words in this book, and you only read four words. I’m sorry.
“Yes, I forgot…”
The moon is almost unstable.
Her looks, they’ve shown everything.
“It’s true it was copied, no wonder it was written so quickly! I’m sorry.
“As far as I’m concerned, her old poems have been copied! I’m sorry.
“No wonder, I always thought she had some poems she stole! I’m sorry.
“No!” I didn’t copy it. Besides, even if it wasn’t for me, why would you say that I had other poems? Do you have proof?”
Yes, no.
Everybody calm down again.
The moon is about to laugh.
And when the door came clear, but there was no doubt: “I have proof.” I’m sorry.
Huo Xindu!
I looked back, but I saw him in a dress, with a roll of bamboo in my hand, filled with blood.
Looks like we just got out of the palace, and we didn’t have time to change.
The wise king saw Huo and stood up: “Here you are at last. I’m sorry.
Huo gave his hand and held his hand and said: “When I left the palace, I went straight to the palace, and heard at the door that the palace had invited a poetic girl to present some wonderful poems, and that I had listened to them in curiosity, and that I had heard them, and that I had asked the children to take from her poems, and that she had not made them. I’m sorry.
“What are you talking about?” I wrote all these poems…”
“Well, why don’t you ask Rudd to do some more? I promise that when you say the last sentence, I can say the next sentence, and ten times faster than you. I’m sorry.
“You? “Moon seems to be aware of something, and some horrors appear in the eyes.
Huo’s dust cast the bamboo on the ground and watched the landing moon in cold cold: “Li Baek and Dufu’s poem told you to copy it all over. Today, it’s on Toon. Have you forgotten too much about this place? I’m sorry.
This is the last straw to crush the camel.
The moon sits on the ground, crying down, “You’re also a traveler?” Why are you doing this to me? I’m sorry.
And Huo’s face and his eyebrow: “I do not know what you are saying, but I only know that stealing the fruits of others to show off is a small thing.” I’m sorry.
It’s obvious whether the moon is copied.
The Secretary has to stand up and yell.
The wise king watched and waved, saying, “This woman is guilty of stealing poetry for her own good and cheating on his king. She drags it down, blows it up, walks the streets. I’m sorry.
When they heard it, the moon and the earth crawled a few steps behind, and then they looked at the dust of Hao with bitterness.
“Why are you doing this? We’re all passing through. Isn’t it nice to have a mutual benefit and warm up? I’m sorry.
Huo wrinkled.
“Whereever you may be, you shall stand on your own feet, and what you have done is like a thief, a disgraceful and a shock, and that is what you deserve.” I’m sorry.
“You! I’m sorry.
The moon and the moon were full of tears, and when the soldiers seized her, they struggled and screamed, “Wait! I admit that my poems are copied. You have not heard them, because I traveled from time to time thousands of years! I’m a witch! I’m sorry.
And she pointed to Huo, “This man, like me, was from thousands of years later, and he was also a demon, and you took him away.” I’m sorry.
People look at the moon and look at a mad dog.
I squeezed a sweat for Huo, but he was calm.
“The greatness of the greatness of the greatness of the greatness of the earth and the greatness of the earth, and I know that you hate me for exposing you, but you don’t have to make up such an absurd story, do you? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t make it up…”
Enough!
The wise king rubbing his eyelids and saying, “Is it true that a man who swayes and cheats? How can you be a disgrace when you’re so successful? Just drag her down and beat her till she stopped talking. I’m sorry.
The soldiers were ordered to shut the Moon and drag it down.
There is no other way, desperate to look at the moon.
Shen Chiu, help me, help me! I’m sorry.
She didn’t say a word until she was dragged out.
Six.
After the moon was dragged away from the ground, someone was careful to ask Huo Xiao Du, “What’s going through?” I’m sorry.
“You’ll be so relieved if you don’t wait for Huo to take a look at the dust and swing your hand at it.” Break it up. Go home. The King is not in the mood. I’m sorry.
So the poem will end like this.
And when the people departed, and We were leaving with Huo, the wise king laughed at me, saying, “Is it good that you two are near?” I’m sorry.
My face is red, and the smile of Huo’s mouth can’t stop, holding my hand gently.
“What are you shy of?”
And he said, “When will the day be set, and tell him that he will give you a dowry?” I’m sorry.
I was terrified: “My lord, my daughter can’t bear it!” I’m sorry.
“There’s nothing I can’t afford. The king has no money. I’m sorry.
He smiled, turned around, walked a few steps and looked back at me and said, “Sixteen years later, I’ll take a little more radiant story, the king loves to see. I’m sorry.
Him! Him!
Half a day I found my voice: “How do you know I am 16?” I’m sorry.
“Of course the king knows, or why do you think he asked you? He smiled, waved, and walked away.
I feel like I’ve been hit with tens of thousands of silver, and then I’m standing there and I’m dizzy.
“How can my wife be so beloved, I am jealous.” I’m sorry.
I looked back and my face was so hot.
“Who’s your wife? I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it?”
He looked at me, “Well, isn’t it?”
Yes, yes!
Hao smiled at me for a long time and asked me: “Af, have you nothing to ask me? I’m sorry.
Ask what? Is he really from thousands of years later?
That’s something I can’t understand, and I don’t care.
I only care about the moment.
“Yeah, when are you gonna get married? I’m sorry.
He laughs, says, doesn’t tell you.
I’ve heard from Huo, and I’ll find a way to get an older man to marry him and wonder who he’s looking for.
I can’t believe he came to the Emperor.
On the afternoon of the day when the Emperor’s house came out, the Holy Spirit arrived.
The Emperor himself did not come, but the Chief Executive came with a decree and a large group of Uchi.
The Emperor has made me the master of the county, and he has given me the wedding.
My mother cried, she raised her elbow against my father and whispered: “This son-in-law is so competitive. I’m sorry.
My father smiled and watched with concern the crowd of palaces: “Oh, so many, are not going to stay for dinner?” We can’t cook like this. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
On the night of His Majesty’s arrival, the moon jumped off the river.
Before you jump, you say “no play, go home.”
But I don’t care about her anymore.
I have set the marriage with Huo Yin dust for the spring of the coming year, a season when everything will recover and everything will start again.
My life started over.
Some lives have been reversed.
On the second day of my engagement, Shen went crazy and beat me on my door.
I refused, and he shouted outside the door.
“Avert, do you really like him? How long have you known each other? I’m sorry.
“Avert, did you marry him for revenge? I’m sorry.
“Af, I’m wrong, I’m wrong, I’m wrong, I’m wrong the next day I’m married, so don’t marry anyone else.” Have you forgotten all our years of friendship? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I think he’s annoying.
It seems to remind me of his past, when he began to redeem himself and to pursue me again.
Wait for me outside the door on the hot sun.
Get me rabbits in the mountains in the rain.
Take the risk of falling to death and fetch me the first snow.
At last, that winter, he took out himself.
Wounded and sick, they collapsed overnight and could never rise to bed.
And on the day of my marriage, he came in crying and begged me: “Af, if he can’t, he’s still reading your name, so see him for the sake of friendship.” I’m sorry.
Once upon a time, they didn’t look at the past. They left me some respect.
I pulled out my ears and said, “Who is it?” I don’t know. Get rid of this guy. Don’t miss the time. I’m sorry.
I got married with a few dowrys.
The whole city is watching.
The night of the inn, Shen died at home.
But what does that have to do with me?
Red candle warm, general in bed.
I have a lot to do.
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♪ Out of the sky ♪
When I first got the subject, I didn’t have any feelings for the intergenerational I was going to study.
How can we look at an era of chaos and history that only records a few?
Until there was a book in the tomb.
It’s so interesting, the way it was.
The book is as fascinating as a novel, or, rather, a novel of that age, than a dry one.
I’ve read them all, and I’ve been in the world that the author has recorded.
I started to be interested in the author, and I started to leave my book and study him.
The more research, the more attractive he is.
His words, his sense of humor, were tender, his compassion.
He himself, too.
Such people should not be buried in history.
However, due to limited information, no record of him can be found, no matter how detailed I am, and his historical identity cannot be restored.
I guess that would be a pity for my life.
Until one rainy night, I left the school with a book and was run over by an electric bottle truck.
Wake up again, on the battlefield, and become a nobody.
It’s good that I’ve studied history books, studied ancient methods of platoon formation, and spent my days in physical exercise and good health to survive.
Three years later, it was even sealed.
But it doesn’t mean anything to me.
I can’t talk to the vast majority.
I feel like a dust floating in an empty universe.
Loneliness almost crushes me.
Even if they try to integrate, they are just foreigners.
Like an observer of history, independent of the times and unable to bond with people.
Until I met her in the winehouse, 16 years old.
That’s the one I’ve studied for six years. That’s the only thing I’ve got to do with this world.
And that moment, I was no longer alone, and the soul had its attachment.
I’m no longer a foreigner. My existence has meaning.
Keep it going, I find she’s more attractive than I thought.
The young 16th, no, I should call her, Hosford, pure and different, like a weed.
Who won’t move?
I couldn’t help but fall in love with her.
I was afraid of losing her, and it was possible that anyone could suddenly disappear in such a chaotic age.
I have carefully defended my only thought in this world, as I am holding a bubble.
Perhaps I miss my sincerity, and the night she returned from north of town, she nodded and said she would marry me.
I was in love with an ancient man, right?
Later, I didn’t want to.
So what?
Big deal, stay, be like her, old man.
Me and her, will love white heads and be buried together.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
