Chapter 17 2. The best season in the world (2)

This is the best season in the world. One green and one white, boating on the lake. The white one is graceful and handsome, standing on the bow of the boat; the green one stands beside her, charming and charming.The boat moved quietly, slowly breaking through the annoying fog. They looked at each other and smiled, exhaling lightly. Gradually the smog dissipated, and there were thousands of lanterns left, illuminating the shadows of trees, people, and lights in a charming way. This is the West Lake. Throughout the dynasties, how many literati and ink writers had no time to write hymns for it.

What is said, "If you want to make the West Lake better than the West Lake, it is always suitable to wear light makeup and heavy makeup"; at the same time".In short, the Three Pools of the West Lake are brighter than the moon, the broken bridges of the West Lake are brighter than the snowflakes, the long bridges of the West Lake pray for the prosperity of the country, and the lonely mountains of the West Lake will never disappoint. West Lake, everything is good. People in West Lake are also more beautiful than other places. West Lake, West Lake, cannot be praised enough. The prosperous scene on the shore of the lake can be seen in front of your eyes, the sky is full of stars, and the colorful lights on the water surface are twinkling.Small boats decorated with lanterns and festoons moved slowly and detoured in the river.People tie up lanterns, and those who release animals release animals.The fireworks are bursting, the fireworks are soaring into the sky, and there are laughter and laughter everywhere, which makes people forget their worries.

The woman in white couldn't help admiring: "Qingqing, look, how beautiful the world is." The woman in Tsing Yi didn't seem to take it seriously, and said lightly: "Really?" The woman in white looked around and smiled.The smell of the world is new to her. The woman in Tsing Yi didn't show much joy. "Qingqing, do you smell anything?" Tsing Yi sniffed, "What's the smell? I didn't smell it." "You, you, can't you smell such a strong smell of human fireworks?" The woman in white smiled brightly. Tsing Yi pursed her mouth, knowing that Bai Yi was making fun of her, so she followed suit, "Yeah, it smells so strong of 'fireworks'. Sister, be careful, I heard what they often say, by the way , 'Heaven is dry, things are dry, watch out for candles'!"

Bai Yi smiled at her, not annoyed. A flower boat with lanterns floats across the water. The flower boat is magnificently decorated and very eye-catching, as if the people sitting on the boat are either rich or noble.Sitting on the bow of the boat were a few women with heavy makeup and colorful clothes, plucking the strings of the zither, and the sound of the zither was quite beautiful. I saw the boat docked, and a middle-aged woman who was also covered in makeup brought a few girls aboard. Bai Yi thought about it, and said to the people around him: "You go ashore later, help me find that person, I will walk around, and then go to the Huxin Pavilion, after finding him, bring him to the Huxin Pavilion to meet me."

Tsing Yi replied: "Why don't you go find it yourself?" "My dear sister, you promised to do me a very important and important favor. Now is the time to use the army." Bai Yi pulled Tsing Yi's sleeves, showing a rare weakness, "Besides, there are many loves in the world. In novels, don’t maids make pigeons?” Tsing Yi pursed her lips, with a displeased expression on her face. Bai Yi said tightly again: "My sister doesn't think of you as a maid, but novels are written like this, there must be a reason for it." Tsing Yi is obviously clearer than her sister who is watching. "Sister, are you watching a comedy or a tragedy? If it's a tragedy, don't follow it, otherwise it will end in a tragedy!"

Bai Yi shoved her lightly: "Talk to the worst, you are a crow's mouth. Su Bai has a folk proverb called 'a good spirit should not be a bad spirit'. Don't talk nonsense anymore." "Okay, just don't talk about it. My eldest lady." Tsing Yi gave a maid salute to Bai Yi. The boat moved on, swaying, as embarrassing as it was at this moment.