"The Frosty Night of the Moon in the House of Swallows"

Swallow building is located in Yunlong Park, before visiting, the information seen in the swallow building, wide, high, large, Guan Pan Pan's sculpture is also quiet and gentle, I once imagined living in such a courtyard, it seems to be good, beautiful scenery, Xuan salon building high building, sit and watch the clouds roll, quietly listen to the flowers, is not lost a kind of interest.

But when I actually stepped over the stone steps and into this building, the building in front of me surprised me not knowing what to do.

The pond in front of the pavilion can even be described as a small puddle, the fading winter wind knocking the leaves, the sculpture of Guan Panpan standing by the river, the cool wind blowing, slightly depressed.

The phrase "Ba Shan Chu Shui is desolate" flashed through my mind at an inopportune time, but it seemed appropriate, although this is not Ba Shan Chu Shui, but perhaps even more desolate than those, especially that a short pavilion, although exquisite, graceful, promenade also has the characteristics of Su's garden, but more like a prison, perhaps a prison cast by the feudal society, she was trapped in this square inch between the inch, the line of people hurrying to come through. Only Guan Pan Pan, still standing in the same place, guarding her memories and a few poems, looks at the swallow building silently without words.

I thought I would come and go happily, but I didn't want to come to only loneliness and bitterness. The sparse visitors soon dispersed, and everyone seemed to have adapted to the existence of this swallow building, and even when they saw it, there was no great fluctuation.

The shadows of palm leaves cast on the plain white wall, ruffling the wooden window, the woman leaning on the window pane, as far as the eye can see are all happy in the past, are today's miserable.

She is alone in this river water, and whether she will feel sad?

It is not known, all are empty thoughts and delusions.

Only from the corner of this swallow building, a glimpse of the beautiful woman sitting behind the curtain, the cold tea on the table, the locked boudoir.