The second story of the ancient sword II

In the fourth year of Rongqing, just after the winter solstice, a thick layer of ice formed on the lake in the northern suburbs of Chang'an City, and the reeds with their heads down seemed to have their reflections frozen in the river.After several winds and frosts, the vegetation on the lakeside is still there, but the people who have stopped there are far away from the end of the world.

The heavy snow flooded the entire city, covering up the hustle and bustle of the weekdays, and before nightfall, it was as lonely as an eternal night.There are few pedestrians on the street, and the imperial city is even more lonely.There are palace walls covered with thick snow, and there is no end in sight.In the evening, the sun is slowly sinking to the west, and the crimson afterglow falls on the people who lean on the railing to watch.

"Daddy, Daddy..." A little girl came running staggeringly, "I already know how to play a piece of music, do you want to listen to it, Daddy?"

"Lu'er is smart, come and listen." The man slowly knelt down, held her little hand in his own, took a breath, and rubbed her hand carefully.

The sound of childish music came to his ears, and the man couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, how many voices and smiles followed the flowing water, submerged in the rolling world of mortals...

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