Descent of the Phoenix

Black lacquer, two faces of yellow baba, under the bright oil fire, laughing more than the cold moon outside.

Far away from the lonely night, suddenly hit a chill, the body inexplicably started a layer of goose bumps, solitary night looked up at the starry sky, how can this season be cold?

The moon is hollow and the night is quiet.

Tomorrow will be clear and clear.

In the next few days, Haoyue and Xuanyuan Che did not do anything, and they were not impatient. It seems that they are really coming to the Southern Song Dynasty to participate in the Baihua Festival.

Let the autumn marks and other people who are not with them, but secretly accept the news, are completely inexplicable. I don’t know what the idea of ​​Haoyue and Xuanyuan Che played.

In the daytime, I went to the mountains to play with the water and followed Ouyang to fly around, swaying infinitely, climbing the wall at night and climbing the window to be the gentleman on the beam.

Haoyue and Xuanyuan Che are quite talented as thieves, and they have not been caught by Yun Zhao and Du Gu night.

However, these days have been tracked down, and the solitary night and Yunzhao have turned the forbidden land of the National Temple and the Prime Minister’s Office all over the world, or nothing has been found.

Let the dark moon that followed in the dark be impatient.

What are these two people thinking about?

On this day, the blue sky shines gold, the cloudless cloud, the blue sky blue is purer than the sea water, the cool breeze gently smashes, brings the spring aroma, a rare weather suitable for a good weather.

A peach blossom forest behind the temple.

Millions of peach blossoms are competing to open, and the peach color is unfolding in this piece of heaven and earth, and the beauty captures all the breath of the mountains.

The breeze blew, the petals fluttered with the wind, sprinkled a little bit, and the air was dusty.

In the middle of the forest, a few people sit around the stone table, very comfortable.

"Looking in the colorful, it is rare to have such a flower, 10,000 plants without a single tree." With the white jade glass in his hand, Ouyang Yu Fei looked at the face of Hualin.

One of the other miscellaneous trees in the 10,000-year-old peach blossoms, there are no weeds, such as the beautiful scenery, there is no place in the world, and a peach blossom that does not shine is lining up the world.