The trees and flowers bloom together, and the iron locks of the star bridge open.
The dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon follows the person.
All the players are playing plum blossoms, and all the singing is falling plum blossoms.
Jinwu can't help but stay at night, and the jade leaks don't urge each other.
The ancients used a poem about the night of the 15th day of the first lunar month to describe the prosperity and liveliness of the Lantern Festival.
There is a fragrant banquet in Jinli, and the orchids are beautiful in the early years.
The colors are scattered far away from the ground, and the bright light is far away in the sky.
The stars are falling when the Han Dynasty is suspected, and the moon is hanging by the building.
Don't have a daughter's smile, come and reflect in front of the nine branches.
A poem about viewing lanterns on the 15th Night also expresses the colorfulness and splendor of the Lantern Festival lights.
The colorful Lantern Festival lights decorate the city of Hangzhou in a colorful and endless way, seeming to be connected with the vast sky.
The lights in the distance are like stars falling to the ground, and the lights on the pavilion are like bright moons hanging high in the sky. The laughter of girls is everywhere.
The moonlight is like water, the lanterns are like mountains, and there are cars and horses, bustling with people.
On Lantern Festival night, the city of Hangzhou is crowded with people, young and old alike.
Xiao Ding and others have wandered to the West Lake, and there are bright lights everywhere.
The lights of West Lake are even more brilliant.
The boats are painted leisurely and the fishing boats are hanging around. Reflected in the lake, it looks like a fairyland.
I saw picturesque lights on the boat, some people were sitting alone playing the harp, others were gathering with friends to drink, singing and chanting, lingering on.
Xiao Ding couldn't help but become inspired by poetry, and chanted: "Three or five nights in the Qiantang with lights, the bright moon is like frost, and the people are like pictures. The incense of the sheng is blown under the tent, and there is no trace of dust following the horse. How old are the people in the lonely mountain city! We were beating drums and blowing flutes, but we entered the mulberry community. The fire was cold, the lamps were thin, the frost was dew, and the dim snow-like clouds hung over the fields."
Tang Qingqing smiled sweetly and said: "Oh, I didn't expect you to have read Dongpo's poems. It's so rare."
Xiao Ding also smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to have heard of layman Dongpo. It's so rare."
Infected by the lively and noisy atmosphere of the Lantern Festival, everyone has temporarily forgotten the depression of the past few days, laughing and scolding, and forgetting to leave.
Ye Rongqiu suddenly pointed to the center of the lake and exclaimed: "Look at that boat, it's so beautiful!"
Tang Qingqing and the others thought at first that Ye Rongqiu was making such a fuss because he must have lived outside the country for a long time and had never seen the big world.
Everyone looked at Ye Rongqiu's fingers and couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration.
I saw a painting boat drifting slowly from the center of the lake. The painting boat was actually much larger and much longer than the ordinary painting boat.
The painting boat has two floors, upper and lower, with several overlapping eaves. With light gauze tassels and bright lights, it looks like a moving palace, and it also seems like it has just come from a fairyland.
In the vast mist, there was the faint sound of a piano.
The painting boat was approaching, and a woman could be vaguely seen from the lakeside, sitting upright in front of the piano table. The sound of the piano was faint, like complaining or crying.
Some people around Xiao Ding and the others began to ask their companions: "Whose daughter is this fairy-like woman?"
"You don't even know this. You are really ignorant. Except for the daughter of Marquis Xiao Qiu, who can have such a grand scene." A friend traveling with him said with a smile.
"Little Lord Qiu? Could it be Qiu Fengcheng, the hereditary left guard general of Lin'an City?"
"Otherwise, is there another young Lord Qiu in Lin'an?"
"I heard that although Qiu Fengcheng is hereditary, she has no children in her late years. She is the only one who is held in high regard like the apple of her eye."
"What's more, it is said that this girl's name is Qiu Ruoli. She is very beautiful. She is already eighteen years old this year. All the civil and military officials in the court, including princes and grandsons, want to come to propose marriage. I don't know how many matchmakers have broken their legs."
"My dear, that's great. I wonder which son is lucky enough to hold this beauty in his arms."
"Don't think blindly, I heard that Miss Qiu already has a sweetheart."
Everyone inevitably booed. Who wouldn't secretly think about a woman like this who has a good life and a beautiful person?
Tang Qingqing looked at Xiao Ding and said jokingly: "Do you want to meet such a beautiful woman who was born in a beautiful country?"
"Think, think so hard!" Xiao Ding said with a smile.
Tang Qingqing was joking casually, but Xiao Ding actually admitted it. She stamped her feet in anger and cursed: "You are such a shameless little villain."
After scolding, he was about to pinch Xiao Ding's arm, but he saw Xiao Ding staring intently at the boat in the middle of the lake.
She was so angry that she kicked Xiao Ding in the leg and cursed: "How come your soul was taken away by her?"
Unexpectedly, Xiao Ding was not angry and said softly: "Look at the back of the boat."
After hearing the words, everyone looked towards the center of the lake and saw a small boat following the boat in the distance. There was only one person on the boat, dressed in white like snow, and he was not seen rowing, but the boat was on the water. As he cut through the waves, it was obvious that he was using his internal force to move the hull, making the small boat seem to move automatically in the absence of wind.
"Skinny monkey, hurry up and get a boat, let's go join in the fun..." Xiao Ding was still looking at the painted boat in the middle of the lake, as if his whole heart was attracted by the sound of the piano.
Tang Qingqing was no longer angry. He understood that Xiao Ding would not be so abrupt and must have some intentions.
Of course Sikong Zhaiyue understood, so he quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Xiao Ding knew that Sikong Zhaiyue would definitely be able to get the boat. It was the peak of the Lantern Festival at this time. If he wanted to rent a boat or buy a boat at this time, he would have to queue up until midnight at least. But if Sikong Zhaiyue took action, it would not be necessary. Maybe even the rent would be charged. Can save.
Xiao Ding finally looked back at Tang Qingqing and Ye Rongqiu beside him, and whispered: "The man in white is very suspicious. He may have something to do with what we are investigating. Slender Monkey and I will go to meet you. You guys should spread out. Observe secretly to see if there is any abnormality."
Zhou Ziheng did not travel with them today, presumably because he felt that a bad old man should not disturb the enjoyment of young people.
"Shh, come up!" Sure enough, Sikong Zhaiyue got a small boat from nowhere, a dilapidated small fishing boat, and there was a pungent fish smell in the cabin.
Xiao Ding jumped onto the boat with a slight leap. At this moment, he had no intention of teasing Sikong Zhaiyue: "Let's go."
The two of them paddled slowly toward the boat in the middle of the lake.
The boat the man in white was riding in was only a few dozen feet away from the boat in the middle of the lake. Perhaps he felt that the boat was moving too slowly, so the man in white suddenly flew up in the air, his feet a little on the boat, and he felt as if he was far away. The arrow flew towards the boat, and when it was about to fall into the water, he took a deep breath, tapped the water with his toes, and rowed forward, rising and falling three or five times, and was only three to five feet away from the boat. He touched the lake with both feet and leaped into the air like a roc spreading its wings. He landed lightly on the boat and stood behind the woman playing the harp.
The woman seemed to know who was coming behind her, but she didn't even turn around. She pressed the strings lightly with her jade hand, and the sound suddenly stopped.
"You are finally here. It seems more difficult for me to see you than it is for the Weaver Girl to see the cow..." The woman tilted her head slightly and sighed quietly.
The man in white walked slowly behind the woman, caressed her shoulders with both hands, and said softly: "When I finish everything, I will come to accompany you every day."
The woman sighed: "You have said this many times. You are always busy with things, and you don't know when you can really stop."
The man in white had cold eyes and a cold voice: "I promise it will be quick this time!"
