Feng Xiaoqing is beautiful, elegant and intelligent, and is deeply loved by her parents. Feng Xiaoqing's mother also comes from a good family background. She is good at writing, piano and string playing. Only Feng Xiaoqing is such a precious daughter. She naturally looks heavier than her eyeballs. I trained her since I was a child, hoping that she can grow into a girl with outstanding talents and looks. When Feng Xiaoqing was ten years old, an old beggar came. He is dressed in spotless grey cassock and has a kind heart. Seeing that Feng Xiaoqing is smart and lovely, I called her to my side. Feng Xiaoqing thinks this old ni is very amiable, so she is happy to stand in front of her. Old ni caressed Feng Xiaoqing's head and said slowly, "Miss has a beautiful face and extraordinary wealth. I'll teach you an article to see if you like it? " Feng Xiaoqing is very curious. After listening to the article she taught, she nodded with interest and looked up at old ni intently. Old ni cleared his throat, closed his eyes, folded his hands and read a long Buddhist scripture. Old ni after watching, opened his eyes and looked at Feng Xiaoqing. Feng Xiaoqing knew he was testing himself, so he immediately closed his eyes and repeated the Buddhist scriptures that Lao Ni had just read. The result is word for word.
Old ni looked surprised, then shook his head, read "Amitabha", turned to Feng Xiaoqing's mother, and solemnly said, "This woman has a poor background and is willing to beg to be an apprentice; If you are reluctant to give up, don't let her read and write. Maybe she can live for thirty years.
Emotional experience
On 16 of this year, her mother was very greedy for gold and silk, so she couldn't visit Zhuo Qing in detail, that is to say, she married Shengfeng with Xiaoqing Xu. Xiaoqing screamed at him as soon as she saw Shengfeng, and she danced without any rules. She couldn't feel the tears falling from her face and sighed sadly. "My life is over!" "Xiaoqing resentment began from now on. As she was born in Hangzhou, her wife is more jealous. As soon as she heard that she was married, she made a dash for the door. I saw Xiaoqing's dark eyebrows, which looked dull, just like a peony curling up to meet the smoke. The woman looked at Xiaoqing carefully from top to bottom for a while, but sneered: "Peugeot! Peugeot! "Xiaoqing went back to hide her tears and became more and more angry. But she is a parrot in a cage, so the idea of jealousy can't be solved. A wife belongs to Mrs. Yang. She is very virtuous. Xiaoqing has tasted chess and never loved it. Speaking of my wife's jealousy, I sighed and said, "I have seen the skills of your female workers, and all of them have good looks, but I stayed in Luo Cha. I want to get out of the fire pit. Can you be my pen and ink friend? Xiaoqing stood up and thanked her: "Mrs. Domont loves her daughter, but you don't know that a concubine is born like a leaf, and she is born adjacent to death, so I'm afraid there is no reason to wait on her in this life!" Before the words were finished, all the women arrived and everyone dispersed. One day, it was beautiful in spring. Mrs. Yang invited her to the lake and took Xiaoqing with her. The boat broke the bridge, everyone walked on the shore, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law stood hand in hand under the poplar tree. Xiaoqing went to Xiao Su's cemetery alone and poured a glass of wine. She wrote a poem in a low voice: "The grass is riding in Xiling, and there is a letter calling for a spring outing. "A glass of wine poured into Xiao Su's grave shows that my concubine is the right person. Xiaoqing never came back from the lake, so there is a saying that "the letter comes from the inside." "After wandering for a while, I walked past the moon powder and arrived in Tianzhu. Xiaoqing finished praying and silently occupied a unique cloud: before the first monk, Dr. Ciyun, there was no life in the sky. May a drop of poplar water spill on the earth. When the woman finished eating the bread.
Before Mrs. Yang could answer, Xiaoqing replied, "Only for the Buddha." The woman knew that she was laughing at herself and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, I should go easy on you." Instead, you should go to the boat and paddle in the middle of the river. I saw flowers and young grass between the two dams, and many young people in colorful clothes were riding bombs everywhere. On the boat with all my female companions, I leaned against the windowsill, rolled the blinds, laughed and joked, wandered around, pointed and joked. On the other hand, Xiaoqing sits very quietly and never flirts. When she was half drunk, Mrs. Yang counted several concubines and they were all drunk. Xu Yuqing said, "There are buildings on board. You can accompany me to the boat. " Looking at the balcony, I caressed Xiaoqing's back for a long time and whispered in my ear, "It's a pity to look at the distant mountains." Why do you suffer? "You don't know what happened, but you are looking forward to Han Lang galloping. You are making a futon. Look! " Xiao Qing said, "Jia Pingwa's knife is great! The lady smiled and said, "You are mistaken. The flat sword is dull, and the female flat sword is interesting. Mrs. Yang, who lives in the middle of nowhere, calmly sarcastically said, "My talent and charm are unique. Although I am not a woman, I can make a plan for you. You tell the story of Zhang Tailiu. You are an insider, so you can't understand. There is no Han Junping in my life. Why are you silent and miserable? When he saw you leave, it was like pulling a thorn out of you. If you can reconcile, are you willing to be a lamb waiter under the party general ledger? " Xiaoqing said, "Madam, have a rest! When I was a child, I dreamed that a flower broke in my hand and splashed with the wind, so life ended! After his career ended, he thought again. His marriage book with Cao Ming is not a pearl of my wishful thinking, but a description and depiction of this group. " The lady sighed, "this is also. I am not as strong as Yan Zi. Although, if you love yourself, it should be more worry-free to talk well or eat and drink.
In other words, please let me know if you need it at any time. "Then carefully let the tears touch the clothes, so as not to eavesdrop in his room. Xu is still sitting crying and can't find it. Mrs. Yang is sour every time she talks to Zongqi. In the place where there is no place to live, the woman's jealousy is getting deeper and deeper, so she moved to the lonely mountain in Xiaoqing and warned him, "You can't enter unless you meet my orders." "I can't get in if I don't want to." Xiaoqing went to the lonely mountain, secretly thinking, put me in a quiet place, will not wait on me in vain and get me. Therefore, it is self-sufficient. It is located on the bank of Sugong Dike, the former site of Lin Hejing. Plum-striped bamboo trails, thousands of peaks and valleys, although fortunately separated by words, clear eyes and ears, but dreams of solitary pillows, listening to the bells of wild temples; The smoke dyed the long beach red. Looking at the sunset glow in the sparse forest, I couldn't help crying. Because this book is necessary, I sent it a bitter cloud: the blood and tears of the spring shirt ignited the gauze and blew it into Chu Shi's home in Linbu. There are 300 plum trees on the ridge, and the azaleas are temporarily nervous. Xiaoqing's resentment deepened from then on, and her suffering was a poem of heart and soul. Or as a small word, shadow language is also good. Or at sunset, when the smoke is empty and the water is clear, expose you to the pool. You can ask questions about shadows, but you can't peek. However, you can see that your eyebrows are sad and you seem to be crying. One day, after getting up early and dressing up, a person went to the pool and took a picture of the waves. When he leaned over, he suddenly let out a shadow and said, "Are you too unlucky, Xiaoqing? Although I know you, do you pity me? If I die of hatred, how can you be seen because of me? " After talking to himself for a while, he laughed again and said, "Crazy, you know I'm shameless. If you must be friends in the water, I will come to you now, and I will go to your seclusion. If you are not with me, I will come to you. You can be quiet and carefree for a few mornings and nights. " While I was hesitating, I heard your maid tell me to go back to sleep, that is, in the poem,' New makeup is actually fighting with painting, and I know which one is in Zhaoyang. "Thin shadow like spring water, you must have pity on me.
Another night, it was stormy, and Brahma clock began to move. He looked around quietly. He picked out a Peony Pavilion coin from the book and played it carefully. After watching "Meeting with Ghosts", I bowed my head and meditated. I lost my book and sighed, "I only feel the bitterness of spring and a little green." I'm obsessed with debt. First of all, I have a beautiful mother. But I died in my dream, died and lived again, lingering for three years, but I got the man in my dream to be my puppet. Meyer Liu Ye, there is a man in my life! I just asked about the shadow in the water, but you really know that the person in your dream is unlucky and the marriage is very different. "After that, I burst into tears. Looking back, the ladies-in-waiting have all gone to sleep, and wrote another poem: Cold rain can't hear the secluded window, light the lamp to see the peony pavilion. Xiaoqing is the only person who is crazy about me in this world. It's midnight, but I hear the sound of rain, sprinkling bananas; The wind is rustling and beating enough paper obliquely; Lonely lights went out, sweet Leng Yun screens. Worried about my heart, I couldn't sleep until dawn. At that time, Mrs. Yang's daughter six niang Jr. died of illness, and Mrs. Yang wanted to stay away from the official position. Xiaoqing said goodbye to her because she hung up. When I knocked on the hearse, my eyes filled with tears, so I finished drinking and shook hands with my wife, ready to say goodbye. His wife died young, and seeing Xiaoqing was more affectionate. Xiaoqing will Tao Le away again, turn to sigh. After staying for a few days, my wife and I were sent out of Beiguan to say goodbye with tears. Since her wife left, she has become out of step, depressed and sick, getting older and deeper. Whenever a woman comes to see a doctor, she still asks the maid to get the medicine. Xiaoqing pretended to thank her. As soon as the maid quit, she threw the medicine by the bed. She smiled and said, "I don't want to be born, but I want to convert to a pure body and be a Liu An chicken and dog. Can a cup of silver carp be ruined? "However, he was very ill and ran out of water and food. I only drink a small glass of pear juice every day. However, Yi Ming's make-up and dressing never rush to pack, or hug and sit down, or ask the pipa girl to sing and entertain. Although dizzy and awake, I will never lie down. Suddenly one day, the old woman said, "You can tell me the story of unfair imprisonment and find a good painter. "After a while, the teacher arrived, which is a portrayal of life. After writing, he looked at the mirror carefully and said, "I look like you, but I didn't try my best." I will take care of it. The painter devoted himself to rewriting a painting. Xiaoqing looked at him carefully and said, "God is alive and abundant. You must look into my eyes and hands. "So reserved, just buy it. After life, I grabbed the pen next to me, talked and laughed with the old lady, fanned the tea tray, looked through books, tidied up clothes, or changed the color of the pen for a long time. The picture was made in an instant, which was extremely magical. He smiled and said, "Yes! "
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Xiaoqing's master said: for thousands of years, there has never been such a gorgeous woman as Xiaoqing, a talented woman and a dissatisfied housewife. How can such a Xiaoqing not evoke memories of many people? There is a crane chef in the cloud, down and out, and he can sing quite well. Enjoy the Wulin in spring and the rocks in Bo Gu. When I arrived at Xiaoqing's burial place, I found a pile of grass and smoked roses all around, which made me feel wandering. I set up two poems to hang it. The poem reads: one of my shirts is stained with tears, and I look at the shadow of the water and feel sorry for myself. Don't ask for the bright moon, ice and fire are like smoke. The second gasp is unbearable and makes the beauty young. It's a pity that the window is cold and rainy, and no one reads Peony Pavilion. The moon at night is like day, and the smoky scene is empty. After a few drinks, the chef ordered the boat to dock, only checked the quiet and beautiful places of the trees, and then went down. Suddenly, from a distance, I saw a woman under the plum blossom. She is as elegant as a fairy. Its coat is covered with green sleeves and lined with bamboo leaves. Come and go, just wander among the flowers. When the crane is ripe, trace it slowly and smell its sigh in a trance. When I approached the Wu family,