Chapter 1982 Qixi Festival Is Infinitely Good

The soul-stirring, majestic, and complicated etiquette of a Han wedding is full of solemnity and elegance, solemn and dignified, and vividly expresses the unswerving, deep and heavy feelings between the couple.

This is the far-reaching meaning that Han marriage wants to express.

Sacred and noble, not to be profaned.

After this wedding ceremony, many people are still immersed in that kind of shocking sacred solemnity, and it also makes more people deeply aware of what kind of national culture that has been passed down for thousands of years. divine power.

It is solemn and elegant, even more so than Western-style weddings.

It is majestic and grander than a Western-style wedding.

It is solemn and dignified, more sacred than a Western-style wedding.

Zhou Tianyu was still immersed in the shocking emotion, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

Gu Junlin helped Mo Gong and Mr. Wen see off the guests, and saw Zhou Tianyu standing under the sparse light and wearing a pink curved skirt and long skirt, wearing a heart bun, swaying silver steps on his forehead, standing in the light of the night wind. Under the hazy light and shadow, her body is graceful and graceful, a rare charm.

There was a throbbing in his heart, and his steps were uncontrollable: "Why did you hide here?"

Zhou Tianyu came back to his senses, looked at Gu Junlin who was walking towards her step by step, and smiled brightly, "It's just that I was so shocked by this wedding that I couldn't get back to my senses."

In the upper class, she has seen too many weddings, Western-style romance, and Chinese-style festiveness, but this is the first time she has seen a wedding like this, which is like a ceremony, full of shocking, sacred and solemn power.

For Xinya, Si Jiu really took great pains.

The love between them is enviable.

Gu Junlin walked in front of her, staring at her unreal beauty under the dim lights: "So, what kind of wedding do you want to have?"

Today's wedding, he was also greatly shocked.

He never thought that a formal wedding could express so many things.

All day long, he kept thinking, what kind of wedding would he give Tian Yu?

At the same time, the idea of ​​getting married lingered in his mind, giving him a feeling that he couldn't wait.

Zhou Tianyu was startled suddenly, raised his head to look at him, his eyes were caught off guard, and met his extremely serious black eyes, his mind was so flustered for a moment, he couldn't move his eyes any longer.

With his back to the light, the contours of his facial features were somewhat blurred, but sparks were jumping in those eyes that were radiant and introverted.

Gu Junlin looked at her seriously and said, "Ah Yu, Xinya and Si Jiuxiu have achieved success. Now it's our turn. If you like the sea, let's hold a grand cruise wedding, okay? If you like white platycodon, we will Decorate the entire cruise ship into a sea of ​​lisianthus flowers, and let the pure white lisianthus witness our eternal love."

The flower language of white stem orange is eternal love.

He thought Zhou Tianyu would like it very much.

Zhou Tianyu snuggled into his arms lightly, and nodded lightly: "Okay!"

White eustoma represents eternal love.

However, it also has a sad flower language, that is hopeless love.

Zhou Tianyu took the hopeless love for Gu Junlin in the previous life, and Gu Junlin's eternal love for her in this life, and under the witness of the platycodon flower, he married with his beloved.

"Bang bang bang bang—" At this time, a puff of fireworks in the sky suddenly bloomed, and the gorgeous and brilliant fireworks were as beautiful as the sky.

"What a beautiful fireworks!" Zhou Tianyu looked up to the sky and couldn't help admiring.

Gu Junlin put his arms around her shoulders and said in a low voice, "Today is Qixi Festival."

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A wall away from them, Ye Feiyu stood in the yard, looking at the passageway paved with red carpet, the red lanterns, reflecting the dim night, ten miles of dim and beautiful lights, one extending to the palace.

She couldn't help but think that at dusk, the sacred and solemn grand wedding was probably born in a scholarly family. She herself has read history thoroughly and has a deep understanding of the various procedures and complicated etiquettes of Han marriages. The shock I received was far beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

She felt a little envious in her heart, but more sincere blessings. She was very happy that Xinya could find her lover and get married with him.

"There are trees in the south, you can't stop thinking about them; Han has wandering women, you can't think about them. The Han Dynasty is so vast, you can't think about it; the river is forever, you can't think about it..."

There was a lingering and endless singing, the song was elegant and profound, as if it had crossed the river of history, and it was singing the "Book of Songs, Han Guang".

This poem describes a man who pursues a woman, but his wish cannot be fulfilled. Emotions are entangled, there is no way to escape, a love song that can't be found.

After knowing each other for so many years, she didn't know that Ling Qingxuan could sing, and he could sing so well.

Ye Feiyu turned her head suddenly, the person was standing in a dimly lit place, the shadow of the night engulfed her body, she actually had a feeling of loneliness in a place full of prosperity

"Qiaoqiao made a wrong salary, and said to mow his Chu; when his son returned home, he said to feed his horse. The Han Dynasty is so vast, you can't think about it; the river is forever, you can't think about it..."

Ling Qingxuan's voice was very magnetic, and when he sang the ancient rhyme, it was magnetic and tactful, just like the sound of nature, with a kind of deep-seated tenderness and trembling emotions.

Ye Feiyu stared blankly at Ling Qingxuan: "You...your singing is so beautiful."

Her throat was dry and her voice was also dry. For some reason, her heart seemed to be kneaded into a ball by his singing, and she felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

"If you like it, I can sing it to you every day in the future."

He quietly looked at Ye Feiyu, who was standing at the end of the lights, in a blue Hanfu, elegant and agile in the night wind, and a red curvy skirt exaggerated the bright lights, making her indescribably elegant and beautiful.

He suddenly felt that the distance between them at this moment was like a big river that could not be crossed.

Then, he added: "In this life, all my lingering love songs are only for you."

Ye Feiyu's heart trembled.

Ling Qingxuan didn't give her any chance to refuse, strode over, and kissed her unexpectedly, her body was forced to take a few steps back by his sudden force, until her body was pressed against a cold and hard wall .

Could this be the legendary "bidong".

Ling Qingxuan seemed to be encouraged by her submissiveness, he bit her soft lips lightly, and said viciously: "You have missed the only chance to resist."

Before Ye Feiyu realized the meaning of these words, Ling Qingxuan's tall and straight body bullied her, pushing her whole body against the wall and his chest.

The wanton and wild kiss swept her over forcefully and passionately. Ye Feiyu's body couldn't arouse any thought of resistance, she slightly trembled her eyelids, finally closed her eyes, and wrapped her trembling hands around him. waist.

Ling Qingxuan was overjoyed, his thin lips kissed her soft lips, gently pressed against her delicate lips, stretched and pushed straight in, licked every white tooth of hers, and then scraped every inch of soft flesh between her lips, Taste the intoxicating fragrance between her lips, and finally play with her tongue.

The lanterns in the sky exploded with a bang, and behind them embracing and kissing, the gorgeous picture became a beautiful background.