Looking back on the March day, peach blossoms are falling, whether it is the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River or the yellow sand at the border. One likes and one kills, which makes one feel the softness of the south of the Yangtze River in March, and the heroic and passion of the lonely smoke in the yellow sand all over the desert.

In the middle of the two paintings, there is a huge blank. Gu Xiaowan is itching. She looks at the four treasures of the study in front of the screen, as if waiting for someone to finish it.

Behind him was a complete wall, with no windows, and white candles burning on both sides, illuminating everything on the screen.

Gu Xiaowan saw the clothes on the side, moved in the heart, ah Zuo has not come, or, she will not come.

She did not want to think, quickly put on the clothes scattered on the side.

Originally, the sleeve was only stained with tea, and the colorful butterfly on the cuff just covered up the tea stains, and could not see the tea stains at all.

Gu Xiaowan didn't want to change it. However, Gu Xiaowan couldn't bear to change the maid's poor appearance, so she had to follow her.

After walking all the way, Gu Xiaowan's original in the heart couldn't bear, and immediately disappeared.

I wanted to let go, but I wanted to see who sent the servant girl to let go. So she followed her all the way.

She's not here now, and I don't know where she's going. She said she's coming right away. Azuo hasn't seen any people. She's a fool, and she'll just stand here in her middle coat.

Quickly put on her clothes, she picked up the wolf hair in front of the screen, dipped it in good ink, and after a moment's thinking, she swung it in front of the screen.

With her concentration, she didn't notice that the "wall" without windows behind her was slowly falling down.

Candlelight in the dazzling sun, this is not worth mentioning, the wall slowly peeling off, revealing all the things in the room.

There is also, that a white dress, in front of the screen wantonly sprinkle the woman.

Gu Xiaowan is wearing a white dress, which looks the same as the color of the middle coat.

With the gradual downward pull, some people secretly happy, some amazing.

And with all the pulling down, all the people have taken up residence.

A woman like a banished immortal stands on the attic with her back to the crowd, her long hair like ink, dancing in the wind behind her head, and her white dress, her flowing clothes, her slender posture, her waist and limbs, just looking at her back, has already made people excited.

There are also the gorgeous Begonia spring color in the skirt, blurred and enchanting.

What's more shocking is that her brushes are depicting the highlights of today's Poetry Festival.

In the past, there has always been an important play, that is, the final finale, in order to evaluate and compare the most outstanding literary talent of the poetry festival every year.

Gu Xiaowan's obsession with painting did not notice what happened behind him.

Everything was quiet. When she finished her last word with satisfaction, she put down her hair and looked at it with satisfaction. Then she rubbed her sour wrist and thought about the purpose of coming here.

All the paintings have been done, azuo is still in the future, so

This should be someone who deceives himself to come here. What does that mean?

As soon as the wind blew, it fell on her, through her hair, and across her cheek.

Gu Xiaowan is curious. Isn't there a wall behind him? Where is the wind coming from?

She turned around, where there is a black wall behind her. Standing on the attic, she has a panoramic view of the whole Su family, including, at the moment, she is looking up at her own people.

People hold their breath, and she is so obsessed with painting that she doesn't notice the situation behind her.

Gu Xiaowan looked at the following, and then understood where the servant girl had come with her.

Next, there is a banquet place for women's family members, separated by a courtyard, which is the place for men's banquet. This attic is just in the middle of the two. As long as you look up a little, you can see the things in the attic clearly.

But the wall just now is just a living wall. Now she falls into the eyes of the male guests and the female family members, and has a panoramic view.

Gu Xiaowan understood why the maid brought herself here and why she couldn't wait to take off her clothes.

Bring yourself here, this is the place where the public can be in full view. As long as you pull down this wall, if you only wear middle clothes, you will all fall into other people's eyes.

When the time comes, he only wears the middle coat, falls in these people's eyes, then becomes what?

His reputation and reputation, I am afraid that just in that moment, has been lost.

Gu Xiaowan was very angry in his heart. He stepped forward two steps. Because of his anger, he swung his sleeves and put them on the railing. The way he looked at the fence was printed in the minds of many people and became a memory that will never be forgotten.

Many years later, people only know that today's startling Hong, and in the future, her heroic robe has become an unattainable Regent princess in many people's minds.

Just like today, standing high.

She is only suitable for standing high.

That whole body sends out the pressing noble spirit, oppresses these who claim to be superior to the noble family, all can not bear to breathe.All they knew was astonishing, but they didn't know anything else. They looked at the man who looked at the fence like a fairy from heaven. The clothes that were clean seemed to be different from the clothes of human beings. They all looked like the wind.

"What a beautiful girl!" Some of them sighed.

"How beautiful

"Wait, look behind her!" People just noticed that the woman in white could not afford to look at the painting behind her. At the moment, she crawled out of the amazement and fell into another one.

This year, Su's government has prepared a painting that is incompatible with each other. It combines the sky in March in the south of the Yangtze River with the yellow sand in northern Mohe. The two extremely abrupt landscapes are strongly compatible in order to test the artist's ability and artistic conception.

At the moment, under the woman's pen, there are yellow sand everywhere in Mobei, swords are covered with dust, and there are gold, iron and steel horses, bloody fighting. When the painting style turns, the generals and soldiers are triumphant. It seems that they are telling the story that there are no generals and soldiers defending the country, where is the Xiaoqiao water and Jiangnan misty rain.

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