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First three today.
In China's digital culture, "three" is the root of all change. One life two, two births three, three births of all things. After three consecutive days of busyness in the first two days of the first and second days of the thirtieth year, the third grade seems to have suddenly idle, and it is said that this day is not suitable for travel, so there is no need to visit the New Year, string relatives, practice rules, practice etiquette, and sleep well. Years of habits I have not known what is the natural awakening, before the dawn I have already gotten up, a glimpse of the folded branches of the desk plum, there is a full of spring, feel the spring is coming to us in a proper way.
The courtyard was quiet, no one had yet gotten up, and I picked up the stairs down the stairs, "Xiao Lai steps, a twist of cold light floating", it was really good. Plum planted under the East Wing, the blossoms are bright and dangling, full of golden branches, extraordinary momentum, petals wax-like, crystal clear, at this time the flowers bloom just right, is a rare splendid this season. The wind has a letter, the flower is not wrong, it arrives as promised, and it welcomes the spring on time, which is gratifying. Leaning over to smell carefully, the aroma comes to the face, "The spring breeze under the plum blossom tree is quiet, the moss is desolate and the old Wei Spring Well" This is the sentence of the Song Dynasty monk Shi Yongyi, describing the plum in Hangzhou Qingzhiwu, I heard that it is the best place to walk on the snow to find plums, unfortunately I have not been there so far. From this point on, the flowers will come in waves, all kinds of flowers will bloom one by one, and the beautiful days will come step by step.
In front of the west wing of the courtyard is a white magnolia with a tall trunk. Magnolia leafless, flower bud upwards, is also the top of the bottle, spring has not arrived, if there is a magnolia bottle placed on the case, waiting for the flower to bloom is also some of the elegance, it can give people a vision, to hope. After the plum blooms, the magnolia blossom is just around the corner, the magnolia flowering period is short, the blossom season is the most heart-wrenching moment, one will run to see it when there is time, the other is worried about the spring rain, after a rain, it will often be fragrant and jade damaged. Su Dongpo has a poetry cloud: "I am only afraid of going to sleep in the middle of the night, so I burn high candles to illuminate red makeup" Although it is written about begonias, the state of mind of flower lovers is the same, which is also comparable.
Father is a person who loves flowers and grass and loves green plants, the peach, begonia, golden laurel and papaya in the yard are also loved by the father and hand-fed by the cold and hot summer, a golden laurel tree has been transported from Pingding Mountain for three consecutive years to be planted and lived, the flowers bloom in August, the flowers are overflowing, and the little flowers are scattered like small stars scattered in the world. Father had a rule that all the flowers and trees planted were to be admired when they blossomed, and when they were fruited, no one was allowed to pick them. But when the osmanthus blossoms bloom, I always send the little aunt of the family to take advantage of my father's lunch nap and secretly pick them, one can be made into osmanthus sachets after drying and hung on the bed; the other can be made into osmanthus Longjing tea. The tea making method is simple and easy to operate: take a small tin pot, a layer of fresh osmanthus flowers, a layer of Longjing tea, and then sealed, seven days can be drunk, the freshness of Longjing plus the aroma of osmanthus flowers, and the sun and moon blending in the spring and autumn, blending into one, natural and natural, after drinking will make people lips and teeth leave fragrance, but also have a different taste in the heart.
Outside the courtyard is a flower gallery, the Roman columns of Han white jade have been built on the pergola, wisteria has climbed the entire corridor, in April along the valley rainy season blooming, far away, Han white jade marble white purity, wisteria flowers blooming full of purple, purple gorgeous romance, the two complement each other, it is really a beautiful picture of physical and mental pleasure.
There are still two big geese in captivity under the porch, with long necks and elegant walking, and when the girlfriends sent them to the old father, they have already laid eggs, and they sing and sing every day, watching the trivial things of chai rice oil and salt in the courtyard, and also witnessing the joys and sorrows, sorrows and joys in the courtyard.
Approaching the big goose, I can't help but be surprised, today's big goose is not the big goose of the past, its snow-white chest has been stained into a big red, I am very confused, and then look at their food utensils, can't help but laugh dumbly, the original authentic Chongqing hot pot that was eaten last night did not know who gave the big goose, remembering that spicy, so that people can not help themselves, and then look at the innocent goose, made like this, what kind of lip and tongue pain they should experience overnight, and what kind of tenacious struggle they have done, it goes without saying. At this moment, I saw the eldest sister leading the gardener Liang Yin over, laughing and talking to him as she walked, meaning how can the residue of the spicy pot be given to the goose to eat, be careful that the old father will argue with him and the like, I look at them, they look at me, we laugh at each other again, in order not to let Liang Yinzi quarrel, they took the container away with all their hands and feet, and cleaned up the mess.
Now is the gardener's Liang Yin, in our family has been working for more than ten years, he is a bitter child, this year has been forty years old, he has no mother, just live with his father, so far has not married a wife, he is clean and diligent just a character, and children in general, the old father treats him very well, I heard that once ploughed the ground, dug up the water pipe, the old father said them both, he actually pulled the bicycle to ride on it, said that he went home and his father asked for money to pay the old father, anyone could not pull, afterwards the old father and his father talked on the phone, It is said that after returning home, he didn't say a word at all, like no one else, he came back the next day to see his old father, smiled, and called out to uncle, what to do. The old father and the big sister and aunt who worked took good care of him, especially for eating, the old father always arranged and then arranged, saying: "Liang Yinzi has a large amount of food, but you can't lose his mouth."
The corner door of the small courtyard is the style of Jiangnan, it is the handmade masterpiece of the father and the third master, the corner door is stomped into green bricks, the eaves are buckled with a slip of blue tiles, the door is rusty red, two open doors, outside the door is a hotel with traffic and traffic, guests from all over the world, pushing cups and cups, waiting for the door to close, the hustle and bustle of the world will suddenly stop. Speaking of the third master, it is the third master of our whole family, the father and mother call him like this, we call him like this, the children also call him like this, hundreds of people up and down the enterprise call him like this, he followed his father and brother for two generations for forty years, repairing pots and inspecting stoves, ensuring the normal operation of the hotel are inseparable from him, so far seventy years old, the first two years just did not work, but always riding a small tricycle often come and go.
Time flies, the years sew flowers, and the flowers in the small courtyard come and go in waves, soaking with prosperity. There are growing children running in the yard, they are carrying the "Spring River Flower Moon Night", while constantly growing wildly, some of them have read the Capital Medical University, some have studied in Melbourne, each of them has their own ideal dreams; the parents who like to snort the sun under the eaves are already "dusty and frosty", which makes people feel close. The years do not dwell, the seasons are like a stream, but the sun still bathes us, without a little separation, selflessly loving the people of this world and everything in this world.
One room and one courtyard, boiling tea to see flowers, not quiet.
Li Yanxia died on the third night of the first lunar month of the year of Nongyin
Author: Li Yanxia, hi one room and one courtyard, boiling tea to see flowers.
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