The spring rain is falling like smoke and clouds. The purple bamboos are swaying lightly and the apricot blossoms are falling. Since the last ten-day holiday, the school has not opened its gates for two more ten-day holidays. Everyone has nothing to do, so they naturally gather together in the purple bamboo forest to spend time.

The apricot blossoms are in full bloom. The spring rain has not stopped for two days. The petals of the apricot blossoms are falling on the branches of the apricot blossoms and in the soil on the other side. Some are flowing down along the Qingxi mountain spring, and some are blown to this shore by the wind.

It fell on the bluestone and among the bamboo leaves.

It has a light blue narrow-sleeved collar, a dark blue wide-sleeved robe on the outside, a light silver belt on the inside, light silver seal characters on the shoulders of the clothes, and light silver cloud patterns on the corners. Yunhua Academy is in order to facilitate management and

The uniform within the school is the school uniform, which is slightly different according to the college. In the school, you need to wear this school uniform every day. Fortunately, there are many styles, and new styles are issued every month. In addition, the material is good and the design is comfortable.

It fits well, otherwise it would be really annoying.

Blue is pure and rational, which is in line with the style of a boy. The thirteen people wearing it each have their own characteristics.

"Hey, that day I said that during the spring rain, I would go to my thatched cottage and ask Yun Zhi to compose poems." Qi Hao said with regret, "That's good, it finally rained, and we won't take a break for ten days."

Let us go home, summer is about to begin, and the mood will be different."

Everyone sighed for a while, "Speaking of which, it's actually quite nice to stay in this back mountain, with the apricot blossoms, spring rain, and the fragrance of earth and wood." Tian Linglian said, "It's moist but not hot flashes, and it's refreshing and refreshing. It's very comfortable."

"It's true. In recent days, the library has become as moldy as the books." Qing Hongshen said, "I came to the back mountain today and the air is really fresh."

"Let me tell you, after I finish my studies at the university, I will find a mountain, far away from the crowds and worldly disputes, live in seclusion, plant bamboos, and then raise lotus flowers, and be happy." Tian Linglian said,

"I don't want to be bothered by all kinds of things every day."

"What's the use of saying that you don't care about your parents?" Xuanyuan Zhao seemed to have guessed what Tian Linglian was going to say next, and continued to block Tian Linglian's words, "Even if you live in seclusion with your parents, the Tian family

Who cares?"

Tian Linglian curled her lips and rolled her eyes, but Xuanyuan Zhao said nothing more.

"Hey!" Tian Linglian suddenly thought of something and clapped her hands excitedly.

Everyone around was quite helpless, "I was shocked again, what did you remember?" Even Guo Jinhan, who was extremely tolerant, was convinced by Tian Linglian's overly lively temperament.

"The spring rain is slightly cold, and the apricot blossoms and bamboos are elegant, why don't we get a tube of bamboo wine?" Tian Linglian didn't care about everyone's helpless looks.

Everyone agreed, so they took a bamboo tube of sake, with bamboo fragrance, pure flowers and clear wine.

He drew a waterway with his sword, led the stream, took a jade cup and a bamboo tray, and went to the meandering water cup.

Thirteen people can't make sake and poetry, and those who don't make it well are not allowed to drink. Because they are brewed by their own hands, everyone has a temper.

"There are too many poems about the bamboo forest, so why not use apricot blossoms and spring rain as the theme? There should be no "apricot", "flower", "spring" and "rain", but the meaning must be expressed. Two words per person.

How about the sentence order?" Bai Chengjia said.

"This is easy, just add a rhyme, and the rhyme will be determined by the first person to write the poem." Yunzhi added one.

"Your way of compiling poetry is unfair to us!" Qing Hongshen joked, "But adding rhyme is naturally feasible, otherwise it will be too easy and lose interest."

"If it starts, I will come first." Lu Ming said, seeing everyone nodding, he said, "The white powder is falling, and the clear blue water is helpless."

"The fragrance falls from the molten mud, half-covered, and the clouds fall into tears, clear and desolate." Tian Linglian continued.

"Where can I lean against the bluestone bank? The grass is blooming and weeping with joy."

"The willows should be hanging down the bank, but the clouds cover the grass and the grass is silent."

"Why are the half-flowered branches separated from the sun, the smoke and clouds, and the pear branches?"

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After a few rounds, he lost interest and continued to chat. Jiang Yuyao, who was always taciturn, sat there without moving. Tian Linglian had already run to the other side and half leaned on the apricot tree. Yi Xiao called

Liao Xiaoyi was playing chess while chatting half-heartedly. Qing Hongshen, Yun Zhi, and Guo Jinhan were sitting on the ground leaning on the bluestone. Xuanyuan Zhao, Qi Hao, and Lan Moyang were dragged to the stream to fiddle with water. Lu Ming

Sitting by the stream with Bai Chengjia.

Everyone was chatting together again. Tian Linglian couldn't stand Jiang Yuyao's silence. She was leaning on the tree with her back to everyone, but she turned around, sat up, and sat on the branch, "Jiang Yuyao

, can you say a few words."

"Um."

"Well, it's over?" Tian Linglian was going crazy. Jiang Yuyao usually answered as little as possible. He could solve the problem in one word and definitely not in two words...

"Speaking of Xiaoyi, there's also Yixiao. He's the only one talking to you two. Why don't you two ask me what to ask next time? You'll have to rely on guessing to chat with him." Tian Linglian had a look on her face.

have no choice.

The two of them didn't speak, because even though they were talking, Jiang Yuyao still said little...

Looking at the two of them, both of them had expressions of embarrassment, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say..." Tian Linglian turned around and leaned against the tree again.

"You obviously talk a lot, so you can't talk less..." Xuanyuan Zhao said.

"Okay, okay, I talk too much..."

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Chapter completed!