Preface:
You can't judge a person by his appearance, and you can't judge a person by his handwriting.
Fate is not determined by heaven, and the game of chess is not decided by man.
A single horizontal or vertical line cannot determine whether the author is good or evil.
Advance and retreat cannot control the good and evil of human nature.
A piece of calligraphy, a game of chess, a thought, a game.
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Last year at this time on Mid-Autumn Festival,
The clouds are light, the stars are sparse, and the moon is bright.
Lanterns are lined up along the lake.
Like a pair of reflections in a mirror.
There are rows of lanterns beside Yujing Lake, and reflected in the tranquil Yujing Lake is another row of lantern shadows, echoing up and down, real and fake, like a dream.
The young man over here is handsome and elegant, while the young girl over there is graceful and elegant, like a flower.
On this night of beautiful flowers and full moon, young boys and girls watch the lanterns, guess lantern riddles, hold hands and laugh, and the crowd looks blurry.
The lanterns swayed gently as the wind blew across the lake, accompanied by the crisp sound of wind chimes. The colored papers hanging under the lanterns also fluttered in the wind, like colorful butterflies fluttering on beautiful branches, attracting young boys and girls to come and pick them.
Under a peony lantern, there were a lot of girls gathered around.
The peony lantern was exquisitely crafted, and the silk used was also very sophisticated. At this blind date event by the Jade Mirror Lake, one could roughly judge the family background of the owner from the material of the lantern.
What attracted the girls was the note under the lantern. The paper used for the note was also very exquisite, red gold foil paper. Needless to say, the price of gold foil paper was very high. This piece of paper alone stood out among all the lanterns. And the words on the paper were very elegant and timeless!
At this lantern festival, those who can write well will be particularly favored by young girls. There are many girls in the capital who have good family backgrounds.
At this lantern festival, seeing the calligraphy is like seeing the person in person. An exquisite lantern, a piece of red paper with gold foil, and a beautiful handwriting. In the minds of the girls, they have already imagined the image of a handsome and elegant gentleman.
The exquisiteness of the lanterns and the solemn gold foil and red paper also reflect the sincerity of the owner of the words towards the blind date at the lantern party. Which girl would not be tempted
What remains is to see which girl can first guess the name of the elegant young man hidden in the note, and who will come out first and meet this handsome young man with beautiful handwriting.
But the riddle on the note was also very romantic and appropriate: I wish to be a pair of wings in the sky.
"I guessed it!" A young girl jumped out from the group of girls, hurriedly tore off the piece of gold foil red paper, held it tightly in her hand, raised her head proudly, and looked around at the girls who were so angry that they were about to die.
She walked out from among them proudly, with an extremely proud and sweet smile on her pretty face.
She walked into the Yue Lao Pavilion amid the envious gazes of countless girls, where Yue Lao was waiting. Every year at the Lantern Festival, a respected elder from the capital would play the role of Yue Lao and manage the marriage tips corresponding to each lantern riddle.
The lovely girl jumped into Yue Lao Pavilion, her beautiful dress fluttering in the wind, like a cheerful skylark.
The matchmaker looked at her and smiled kindly: "Have you guessed the name of your ideal husband?"
The girl's face immediately turned red with shame, she lowered her head and nodded, handing over the note in her hand, her hands still tightly clenched, as if it was the corner of her lover's clothes, reluctant to let go.
"Wow! The handwriting is so beautiful! It's like wandering clouds and startling dragons, with thick tendons and willow bones!" Yue Lao also admired the words on the note, "This young man must be handsome to be able to write such beautiful words. He will definitely be a master of calligraphy in the future! He is indeed a good husband! Congratulations!" Yue Lao was happy that the girl in front of him could win this young man.
The matchmaker looked at the shy and happy girl in front of him tenderly: "Have you guessed the answer to the riddle?"
"Well..." The girl lowered her head shyly and whispered a name, "Qi Fei..."
“Haha, okay, I’ll find it for you right away!” Yue Lao looked at the rows of brocade bags in front of him, “Well... Qi Fei... Qi Fei...” The brocade bags were arranged in the order of the hundred family surnames, so they were not difficult to find, “Oh! Here!” Yue Lao found Qi Fei’s brocade bag, it was an exquisite red velvet brocade bag with the two words “Qi Fei” embroidered in gold thread on the front of the brocade bag.
The matchmaker saw the brocade bag in his hand and knew that the man was from a good family. He congratulated the girl again and smiled, lowering his voice: "Don't let other girls snatch such a good man away. Go quickly."
"Thank you, Grandpa Yue Lao!" The girl took the brocade bag with joy and flew out of Yue Lao Pavilion like a skylark.
In the dim and romantic light, Yue Lao stroked his long white beard, and his kind eyes were filled with deep blessings.
The girl happily ran through the bustling crowd and opened the brocade bag under a quiet laurel tree, as if she was afraid that she would be squeezed out by the crowd.
The laurel tree was hung with wooden wind chime tablets for making wishes. When the night wind blew, the bells made pleasant "jingle-dong" sounds above the girl's head.
The girl's heart was beating like a deer in her chest. She held the exquisite brocade bag in her hand, which was still emitting a faint osmanthus fragrance. She wanted to look at it, but she couldn't bear to look at it. She was so worried that she would be cheated by the young man if she went to the appointment. Was she beautiful enough? Was she the girl that the young man liked
The Mid-Autumn Festival is just an opportunity for everyone to get to know each other. However, not everyone can enjoy the full moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. This day has also become a sad day for many people.
From strangers to meeting each other, perhaps, just because you don’t have dimples, your eyebrows are a little thick, or your clothes are a little old, you will be rejected by the other party.
The girl's heart is fragile. She didn't want to be rejected. She snatched this romantic talent in the eyes of the crowd, many of whom knew him. If she was rejected, wouldn't she become the biggest laughing stock of this Mid-Autumn Festival night
But no matter what, now that you've already grabbed it, you might as well take a sneak peek first.
The girl opened the brocade bag with a smile on her face. The note inside still had the same elegant handwriting. The elegant handwriting made the girl's heart beat wildly. She could no longer care about anything else and hurried to the place on the note.
The moon was exceptionally bright this year, so bright that it even had a hint of green.
Most people in Beijing gathered on the greenway along Jinghu Lake, while some streets and alleys became quiet under this Mid-Autumn Moon.
The girl rushed to the Baisui Bridge in Yiren Lane written on the note.
The stone tablet of the Hundred Years Bridge emits an ancient and distant light under the moonlight, as if an old man is telling a century-old story here. Many couples go to the Hundred Years Bridge, hoping to receive the blessing of living together for a hundred years.
The girl walked onto the stone bridge alone. It was quiet around the bridge, with no one in sight.
The girl looked disappointed. Perhaps when she ran over, the young man had already seen her from afar and left because he didn't like her.
"I didn't expect it to be such a lovely girl." A clear and pleasant voice, as clear as porcelain, came from behind the girl. The girl turned around in surprise, but she really saw a handsome young man with a clear and jade-like appearance.
The young man had a smile on his red lips, a gentle look in his eyes, and a white dress that made him look even more elegant. He extended his hand to the girl: "Would you like to go to Yujing Lake with me?"
The girl blushed and was completely stunned. Such a handsome man was willing to talk to her. She couldn't help but extend her hand.
The young man gently took her hand and led her down the stone bridge. Under the stone bridge, beside the small river, there was an exquisite boat.
"What's your name? My lovely girl." asked the handsome young man.
The girl's face was already red with shame, and her pretty face was even more red. At her age, she was pure and sweet. The girl lowered her head and blushed as she whispered, "My name is... Yanhui..."
The young man smiled gently, took Yanhui's hand and walked onto the boat, took off his cloak and covered Yanhui with it, and whispered to her affectionately: "I wish we could fly together forever..."
Yan Hui's body softened in his affectionate words, and she leaned slightly against him. With such a true lover, she was willing to stay with him forever...
The next morning, the mist had not yet dissipated over the beautiful Yujing Lake, but heart-wrenching cries were heard.
"Yanhui—Yanhui——"
In the morning mist, a group of people came running. They called out Yanhui's name loudly, but they could no longer find the pretty girl in the morning mist... (To be continued)