Chapter 23 Chapter 2 Dream Drunk Jiangnan

It is said that life is a book, but this book was originally without words, and everyone used the days as pens to fill in the blanks.Therefore, a person, no matter how many rich past events he has, cannot fill the future in advance.You see yesterday's page numbers are already stained with ink, but tomorrow's paper is still pure white and flawless.All the stories must be experienced by oneself, and no one can omit the fragments in between.This process of writing, when it is in a hurry, is like the beauty of a sword flower falling down, and when it is slow, it is like the calmness of sipping a cup of leisure tea.

Although most of Nalan's thoughts are immersed in the past, on some nights with wind and rain, some nights with bright moon and clear wind, his heart will still be boundlessly empty.Sometimes, memories can only embellish the days, but not the whole of life.He is a walking grass in the world of mortals. He has experienced life and death disillusionment. When spring comes, the withered rhizome will still sprout new shoots.The arrogance of the Guan family and the ordinaryness of the Yan family cannot give Nalan's poetic feelings.This romantic talent needs a deep conversation, and even vaguely expects an amorous and exquisite woman to untie the rope for him.

In Lushui Pavilion, he made tea and chatted with his good friend Gu Zhenguan.Gu Zhenguan mentioned that there was a talented woman in Wucheng, Jiangnan, who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Her name was Shen Wan, and her style name was Yuchan.Although she is a geisha, she has an elegant sentiment and a beautiful face, with the softness and elegance of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.She writes her own poems, composes her own qin music, sings and dances gracefully, and wins the oiran every year in the annual competition for the first prize.When Gu Zhenguan went to the south of the Yangtze River this time, he was lucky enough to get to know Shen Wan, and he was also amazed by her talent and beauty.But by coincidence, Shen Wan, who lives in the south of the Yangtze River, admired the talent of the capital Nalan Rongruo for a long time, and copied Nalan's collection of lyrics by hand, recited them every day, and some of them were compiled into lyrics and sung in the south of the Yangtze River.

Nalan is used to the passionate admiration of others, but a talented woman from the south of the Yangtze River has such a heart for him, Nalan can't help but be moved by it.What's more, with Gu Zhenguan's taste, the woman he admires must not be an ordinary beauty.The south of the Yangtze River is the place where Nalan's heart is fascinated. There are warm mountains and soft water, stone bridges and small boats, misty rain and apricot blossoms, suitable for a poet to dream gently.Listen to a curtain of rain in front of the window, sip a pot of tea under the moonlight, enjoy the beauty of time in a drowsy sleepiness, and don't feel regretful even if the time is wasted.In the leisurely Jiangnan, watching the flowers bloom and fall, and the guests come and go, even melancholy is sweet.

Nalan also traveled to the south of the Yangtze River with Kangxi, but every time he came and went in a hurry, and was always bound by his position, lacking the leisure to carefully look at the gentle landscape.He likes Jiangnan, which is prosperous but not frivolous, deep but reserved, full of poetic and picturesque charm, and people there can nourish their casual life every day.There, you can feel the style and romance of "the general will always try new tea with firewood, and take advantage of the time with poetry and wine".Dreaming gently in the season of falling flowers, smelling the fragrance of the past in the dream, the pain will be softened, and the sadness will be gentle.It is also because of this that most of Nalan's friends are famous scholars in the south of the Yangtze River. From them, Nalan can smell the fragrance of the south of the Yangtze River and feel the mood of the breeze and drizzle.

The chance has long been doomed, until Kangxi ordered Nalan to accompany him on the southern tour, Nalan really believed in the chance.In the capital, Nalan had dreams of Jiangnan, and even when he was lonely, he would think of a woman named Shen Wan in Jiangnan, whether he would miss him lightly.If he thinks about it too much, he will even feel ashamed of his beloved wife.But people cannot dominate their emotions, they cannot control their thoughts.For that Jiangnan woman whom he had never met, Nalan missed her far more than usual expectations.Over the years, many of those who admired Nalan were not even considered passers-by.The people he meets are just the dust left on his eyelashes, the scenery he has seen and forgotten.He didn't know what this meant, maybe all the expectations were just a gorgeous bubble in life.

Jiangnan's spring is like silk, sneaking into the already weak heart when he is vulnerable.Nalan stayed by Kangxi's side for nearly a month, and he didn't have any extra time to watch the willows singing orioles.Maybe it was because Kangxi was in a good mood, or because he understood Nalan's longing for Jiangnan, so he granted Nalan's leave so that he could enjoy the scenery to his heart's content.Nalan is like a light boat tied to the willow leaves, untie the rope, and you can paddle and roam in the Jiangnan water station.He didn't know that if he drifted so carelessly, he would fall into other people's dreams and become the scenery cherished by others in his life.

Intentionally or unintentionally, by accident or necessity, in short, they met on a boat in the south of the Yangtze River and knew each other under the green screen window.She, with water-cut eyes and firm skin, touched the strings of the piano, playing a song "Longevity Girl" composed by herself. after dusk.Open the window and the wind and rain stopped.Insomnia is sleep for a long time.Gradually the cold invades the brocade quilt, and the delicate fragrance eliminates the golden beast.Add some new worries and old feelings, but fight for beauty and thinness. He, in his prime, with a graceful bearing, pointed out the words and wrote a poem "Huanxisha" for her.

In the past eighteen years, I have fallen into the world, playing flowers, chewing pistils and making ice strings, who is my love for? The purple jade hairpin slanted against the shadow of the lamp, and the red cotton powder cold pillow was sideways.Looking at the benefits but speechless. Love is like this. Some people, who have been together for a lifetime, have a heart like a flat lake, without a trace of waves;Nalan and Shen Wan belong to the latter group. Before that, they never thought that such a reunion would happen; after that, they no longer cared whether they were who they were yesterday.It wasn't until they were boating on the lake, exchanging glasses and being so close that they could smell each other's breath, that Nalan believed that everything in front of him was real.In the south of the Yangtze River, he met a poetic woman. She opened the wine he stored in his heart, tasted the old dreams with him, and toasted the past.She gave him the spring of green clothes, her fragrant appearance, and the tenderness of misty rain.

The days when he and Shen Wan were together, because they were so beautiful and light, every day was like a dream.He had dreamed this dream for twenty years, and now it really came true.In the trance, Nalan even thought that his past life was wasted.Shen Wan woke him up from the past, and then appreciated the beauty of the world of mortals. It turned out that he had missed too much, the warmth of the autumn moon and spring breeze, the deep moonlight in the courtyard, the love of a willow branch, and the sorrow of a lilac.The feeling that Shen Wan gave Nalan was too shocking and shocking.Not only because of her beauty and talent, but what is more touching is that she has the spirit and elegance of a Jiangnan woman.And she is just the fairy who is longed for and yearned for by a romantic and talented scholar who has lived in the capital for a long time.

Although Nalan's cousin Qingmei is as elegant as a pear blossom, she is quiet, not like Shen Wan, like a woman soaked in spiritual water, with eyes that can talk.Although Nalan's beloved wife Yimei is dignified and virtuous, she respects Nalan more and pays more. She is not as charming and enchanting as Shen Wan. She not only pays, but also endlessly asks for the romance and passion she wants .As for the Guan family and the Yan family, it seems that there is no need to compare them.What makes Shen Wan even more unique is that she is a Jiangnan woman, born and raised in Jiangnan, her unique temperament is incomparable to the other Manchu women. Nalan attributed his encounter with Shen Wan to fate, if it wasn't for the old spirit on the Sansheng Stone, how could there be this love in the world.His love for Qingmei is the first moment of a young man's heartbeat, pure and clean.His love for Lu Shi is the most genuine attachment a man has for a perfect woman, hot and persistent.And his love for Shen Wan is a poet who gives all his true temperament to a bosom friend, and it is a kind of dedication of the soul.For Nalan, Shen Wan is an intriguing poem, which contains landscape, humanities, emotions, and too many unspeakable beauties. The flying catkins are melodious at night, and the ripples of the slanting sun reflect the painted beams.The embroidered daughter stands upstairs, soft-hearted, and loves to see the silk that is hundreds of feet long. I don't know if accepting a new relationship is a kind of betrayal of the previous relationship.If so, that person's whole life has been spent in betrayal, betraying yesterday and today.Nalan has the present, but it does not mean that he has forgotten the past.The people and things that have passed away will last longer if they are sealed in dust than if they have been drying and hiding in the sun.Carrying a burden on the road, this kind of life is destined to be a kind of burden, which binds oneself and others.Sometimes people need to put down the full baggage and carry the empty luggage to load more stories. Now that you have made a choice, you must have no regrets.Walking on the street in the south of the Yangtze River, let the flowers bloom and fall behind you, and the dust come and go, and you will never look back.Nalan understood that the previous dream fell asleep soundlessly, but now the dream is waking up with affection and righteousness.If true love is a sin, then Nalan is willing to accept punishment for his sin one day.