The second Thousand four hundred ninety-four fell from the bridge
The stars are shining brightly, and the makeup mirrors are open; the green clouds are surrounding, and the hairdressers are combing at dawn; the Wei River is swollen and greasy, and the fat and water are discarded; the smoke and mist are horizontal, and the peppers and orchids are burning; every muscle and every face is extremely beautiful and unobtrusive.
I am farsighted, but I am lucky. What is written in the poem is that the lustful romance of the wine pool and the meat forest has become a true portrayal of Yingxiu City. If you scoop a bowl of water from the river, you can only smell it, but you cannot drink it, just because of the water
It is fragrant. After washing clothes with river water, the fragrance lingers for three days. Various fragrances are mixed together, which makes it difficult for people to distinguish the good and bad smells. Therefore, identifying fragrances in Yingxiu City is an amazing skill.
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Li Luo mingled in the crowd, walking and stopping. From time to time, servants would push him and make way for his young master to pass by first. Don't run into a dirty person like him. It's bad.
The interest of the young lady. After walking over, don't even say thank you. Some of them won't even look at him. Some of them will turn their heads and arrogantly take a sip and curse a few words. Most of them dislike his ragged clothes.
, dirty and dirty, polluting the fragrance of Yingxiu City.
Li Luo turned a deaf ear and just scolded him. He may not be able to tolerate honor and disgrace, but he would not get angry with a few young men who looked down on others.
After getting on the bridge, the bridge is a double bridge, which has nothing to do with majesty and majesty, but is more delicate, like the ribbons around the waists of those graceful women in Yingxiu City, soft and charming.
The river city looks like a picture, with the mountains looking up at the clear sky at night. There are bright mirrors between the two rivers, and rainbows fall from the twin bridges.
The crowds are cold, the oranges and pomeloes are in the air, and the old sycamores are in the autumn colors. Who reads the North Tower and feels grateful to the father in the wind.
The water and bridges in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River seem to be full of love, tenderness, and longing for the gods to fly.
The bridge is no more than ten feet wide. It is an arch bridge, not too high. There is a slight slope up and down, and carriages can pass it, but it seems a bit crowded. Every time a shout is heard, there will be a lot of jumping on the bridge, avoiding the people crossing the bridge.
Chariots and horses.
But the bridge is very lively, there are so many tourists, everyone is pushing and pushing. If this stone bridge was not made by everyone, it would have been trampled by these people. Although the bridge is beautiful, it is not a place worth lingering on. These people on the bridge
What you are looking at is under the bridge, where the real fragrance is blowing your face.
There is water under the bridge, and boats on the water are all leaf boats. A boatman is at the stern, and a girl is at the bow. In the middle is a cabin with a awning, and there are people inside. The boatman concentrates on the boat and does not hear what is going on outside. The boat
The maid at the head was very busy, her eyes were rolling around, she looked very smart, she was talking to the people on the bridge and on the shore in a cheery voice, she was smiling coquettishly, sometimes smiling coquettishly, sometimes frowning coquettishly, and from time to time she was frowning.
He also had to go into the cabin to deliver messages, which was very weird and unbearable. He didn't know what the person in the awning behind him looked like.
This is a flower boat in Yingxiu City. It is naturally not as good as the Spring River under the Moon in Zhuo City, nor as good as the Hundred Miles of Misty Rain between Yanguang Bridge and Shuyu Bridge in Yangnan City, but it is more down-to-earth, so it is no less lively.
No worse than the previous two places.
Li Luo didn't know how he got on the bridge. Perhaps he was pushed up by the people behind him. He stumbled all the way, but for some reason, he was given a good spot, where he could lean on the railing and overlook the boats crossing the river and riding the incense boat.
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It was very noisy, like a thousand ducks chirping incessantly an inch away from his ears, but he couldn't hear it. It was like there was a layer of something unknown, making these sounds thousands of miles away.
Suddenly, a scream like a mountain roaring and a tsunami sounded, and even the lost Li Luo was startled. A small boat was no different from an ordinary boat. If anything, it was more compact.
What's submerged in the water can't be seen clearly, but what's floating on the water is made of finely woven green bamboo. It's green and green, and it's quite a bit self-admiring and outstanding, and it takes a lot of thought.
Looking at the excited expressions of the people on the bridge and the shore, it seems that the people in this green bamboo boat are not ordinary people. They may also be the owners of the Yuechun River flower boat. They attract bees and butterflies, which is quite impressive.
Someone kept squeezing Li Luo behind him. At this moment, he had no time to care whether his clothes were clean or unclean. Some people were pinching his waist, and some wanted to push him away, but they were pushed back by people on the other side.
There were people yelling in his ears. He tried to go back and get away from the crowd, but there was a block of water behind him. Unless he used Qinggong, he would not be able to escape.
Perhaps his behavior of shrinking back annoyed the handsome young man holding the fan, but he saw a flash of anger in the man's eyes and winked at a guard servant beside him. The servant smiled knowingly and lowered his body.
He suddenly hugged Li Luo's legs and lifted him off the bridge. Then he quickly occupied the place where Li Luo was just now and turned sideways to let his young master over.
Someone fell from the bridge, and there were shouts and shouts. There were not many worries, but more teasing and ridicule. Looking at this, it was probably not the first time someone fell from the bridge. There were also well-meaning people shouting to be careful. Naturally, it was not because of Li who fell from the bridge.
Instead of falling, there are pieces of light boats under the bridge.
Several women's screams sounded, followed by bursts of laughter. The atmosphere suddenly became more lively, and it was even noisier than when the green bamboo boat appeared. One wave overtook the other, and everyone was laughing.
people.
"Blowing the incense, what happened outside?" A soft and sweet voice asked from the awning of the green bamboo boat.
The girl called Chuixiang sneered, covered her mouth and replied: "Miss, a fool fell off the bridge, haha, hee hee."
There was silence in the awning for a while, and after a few breaths, the owner of the small boat said softly: "Save him up."
"Ah, miss, this... is not good." Chuixiang hesitated and said hesitantly.
"Just save people." After the words were thrown out from the awning, there was no more movement. He blew the incense and wrinkled his little face. The boss was unhappy, but he did not dare to disobey his young lady's instructions. He raised his hand and signaled to the stern of the boat.
The boatman crossed the boat, and then with great effort, he pulled out the man who fell into the water.
After being washed by the river water, his face looked somewhat delicate. Chuixiang let out a light sigh, and then saw his lifeless eyes. It was a pity that he was so skinny. Chuixiang turned away and stopped looking at him, and rushed
The person holding the awning called out: "Miss, we're here."
The people inside did not ask whether the rescuer was a man or a woman, old or young, or whether he was injured. They just said lightly, "Let's get to the shore."
Chuixiang pouted and was very unhappy. He glanced at the drowned rat sitting in the bow of the boat and snorted softly. He was not disgusted yet, but just angry. The lady was about to dock so soon, and she was carrying such a person.
For a down and out person, this trip was in vain. This chapter has been completed!