;</span>在这里真的住了一位老先生呢<></span><></span>

  薛鹤笑的肚子疼<></span>爬过来<></span>翻翻那曲卷扭头对秋大家说：<></span>你们家真是个懒的<></span>头年儿就是这些东西<></span>如今也听腻歪了<></span>快算了……<></span>

  秋大家笑道：<></span>咱是卖唱的<></span>又不是写曲牌的<></span>你们这些书生不努力<></span>却又怪我们<></span>真是好没道理<></span>罢了<></span>前几日<></span>我李朗写了一首<></span>我叫她们唱来<></span><></span>

  李修之脸上顿时春意铺满<></span>有些羞涩<></span>又有些雀跃<></span>他与秋大家对视<></span>那里面的秋天的菠菜都长了几十亩地了<></span>

  屋内人一起说好<></span>说罢<></span>那女先生便开始击牙板<></span>弹琵琶的奏了起来<></span>却是一折永遇乐：

  <></span>梦中来时<></span>槐远道前<></span>

  秋风瑟瑟<></span>

  一杯残酒<></span>两行孤鸣<></span>

  雁南人北去<></span>

  梨花楼前<></span>桃蕊两度<></span>

  人隔千里同醉<></span>

  月半弯<></span>风吹烛影<></span>

  寐中相见拭泪………………<></span>

  一折唱完<></span>屋里寂静<></span>只有絮儿持之以恒的剥栗子声<></span>秋大家哀声拭泪<></span>叹到：<></span>李朗真是个多情种<></span><></span>

  李修之面露哀容<></span>端了酒杯猛的一口闷了<></span>叹息连连<></span>叹完<></span>他背着手走到窗前<></span>看着故乡的方向惆怅<></span>哀叹道：<></span>阿荣<></span>阿荣……<></span>

  秋大家站起<></span>伸手取了一边的短袄<></span>走到他伸手帮李修之披上<></span>李修之借机<></span>又握住了她的柔荑：<></span>这世上<></span>便只有你最懂我<></span><></spa